Gray carefully covered Ellie’s sleeping body with a duvet. He had already picked up her discarded clothes and carefully folded them before dressing himself. It was time for him to go before Ellie would wake up and realise just how much he had betrayed the trust she had placed in him.
He was under no illusion that her response of the s****l activity towards him had been simply because of her discovery of her own femininity and it had nothing to do with his desire at all.
How could he when he already knew she believed she was in love with Troy and was hurt because of what happened at the restaurant.
It would have been easy in the aftermath of their intimacy to use his own experience and her lack of s****l experience to convince himself that her response to him meant that she cared for him
