The next morning, after we’d had breakfast, Marcus went into his office to work—and for once, I didn’t want to follow him.
Not because I didn’t want to. More like... I was afraid to. Afraid that I was developing feelings. Afraid because I already had.
I didn’t know if it was love yet, and I hoped it wasn't, but one thing was clear....I really, really, really liked him. And after what happened last night… we both knew what happened last night… I had let myself go. Completely. I had a question and I got my answer...
So today I gave myself some space. I needed time to breathe, to come to terms with everything.
I went for a walk first. Then, later, I decided to take a swim. The water helped clear my head at least for a little while. By the time I got back to the house, Marcus was still in
