When we come down from the high, I sneak a peek at him. His hard body flexes against mine and my already warm cheeks flush even more. I roll off of him and Uriel gets up to discard the condom. Before he can come to bed or say anything, I get up and disappear into the bathroom. When I’m in there, I clean up and fix my hair. With the dress back in place, my heart rate quickens. I’m at a crossroads.
Even though I tell myself it isn’t that serious, my mind is telling me I need to be honest with him. If I stay and cuddle, it’ll give him the wrong idea, but if I leave, he’ll understand the line I’ve drawn between us. I don’t think we’re at a place where I can hurt him, so I think it’s the best time to distance myself.
My heart tells me Uriel is nice and that if I gave him a chance, we could ha
