Nate
I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes longer than necessary. Leaning over the sink, I splashed cold water on my face, stalling.
After turning off the water and wiping my face dry, I leaned over planting my hands on the counter. Closing my eyes, I had to ask myself if I had made the right decision tonight? Would she wake up in the morning filled with regret about giving into temptation with me? Would she hate me and blame me for not being stronger and resisting?
Would she wake up and tell me to go to hell? That I had inevitably crossed a line. That I had lost to some unspoken test where the rules could be re-written at the last moment?
I was afraid I had made the wrong decision tonight, giving into her. However, when it came to her, I was weak. There had always been a soft spo
