Chapter 27 The After-effect

• Hours later, after three orgasms and a long sleep, Clea was seated on the bed. Her knees were raised and she held a cover cloth around herself. Beside her, Tarik was still asleep. She was partly watching him, partly screaming at herself.
• Because… well, the sex was done, her eyes had cleared and the world didn't feel perfect anymore. All she could see was that she'd done a horrible thing. All she could think was how she shouldn't have seen the bed, not to talk of bringing it here. How she shouldn't have paused at the door knob.
• Tarik yawned and their eyes met immediately after he opened his. He lay still, looking around. Then he sat up, beside her.