Returning Home

Aurora’s back pressed against Heath’s chest, the heat between them almost overwhelming. She coughed lightly, stammering, “I… need to use the bathroom…”

Before she could finish, Heath gently adjusted her position, flipping over to be above her. Not pressing down on her, but his hands planted beside her ears, sending a wave of inexplicable nervousness through her.

“You awake now?” Heath asked, locking eyes with her.

Aurora closed her eyes in resignation, saying with a mix of frustration and sarcasm, “So, it turns out you were the one I slept with. It’s not like you lost anything in the process!”

Heath was momentarily speechless.

'Slept with me?' he thought, his pride slightly wounded. Did Aurora really believe she had somehow taken the upper hand in this situation?

“So, you think you’re the one who slept with me?” Heath asked, his gaze becoming slightly dangerous as his hand slid to her waist, speaking through clenched teeth, “And you don’t feel like taking responsibility for that, do y