Gwendolyn had to swallow some saliva so that she would feel better. Just as Patrick's lips were about to touch hers, she panickily pushed him away. “Go and wash up now, Patrick. I'll use the restroom outside.”
The house she lived in was an old-fashioned one, so there was a restroom outside that she could use to wash her face.
Patrick licked his lips disappointingly. It's a shame I can't get a kiss, but I'm fine with looking at her blushing face.
He then walked into the bathroom without delay.
After she cleaned herself, she returned to the bedroom and saw he was already sleeping on the floor. He must be really tired.
The next day, the two adults woke up at nine in the morning.