Being mortified was an understatement of the year. She was more like feeling rejected, and she had been avoiding him ever since the event of that night.
She had been avoiding reflecting on everything that happened in his car that night, and even when he had dropped her off, he had said nothing to her. After she had put Sarah to bed that night, all she could do was change her clothes into running gear and she went on a run. That was all she could do not to think about it. She wasn't sure she wanted to reflect on her rejection anyway. She had rejected him not once but twice and now that he had done it to her, paying her back in her own coin, she had been embarrassed and angry.
She had been too irritated and even though she knew what it was that bothered her through the day yesterday, she h
