Dainty Hesitations

The space next to her was empty when Zoe peeled her eyes open the next morning. She yawned and stretched, sinking deeper into the cozy sheets in bliss.

Then memories of last night crashed down on her.

She jolted up from the bed, holding the sheets up to her body when she realized that she was butt naked. She had slept with Henry right there on the bed and she remembered...liking it?

Zoe blamed her actions on the alcohol, swearing she would not have kissed him if she had been sober.

She looked around the room, seeing her dress arranged in a neat pile on a couch. She eased off the bed and headed towards the bathroom, washing away the stench of sweat and alcohol from her body.

When she was done, Zoe dressed up quickly and picked up her purse that had her phone in it. A knock came from the hotel’s door and she froze. Henry was about to catch her escaping. She did not know if she could face him after their shared moments of intimacy the previous night.

It was still fresh in her head,