SAM
Shock is an understatement of what had just happened minutes ago. I just shouted another name while we were on the verge of our orgasms. My face heats with an embarrassment. I feel so guilty, and I don’t know what had gotten into me.
He pulled himself on top of me and went to the bathroom, and until now he doesn’t come back. I sit up from our bed, tie my hair in a loose bun, and walk to our adjacent bathroom.
After taking a few huge breaths, my nerves are still all over my system.
“Ty?” I knock on the door.
I can’t hear any movements from inside, neither a sound of water. The door swiftly opens, then our eyes meet—I can see the hint of pain in his eyes.
I swallow the lump blocking my throat. “Um, Ty. Let me explain.” My words are almost inaudible.
I break my gaze when I ca
