02-12-2025, 07:04 PM
He'd upset Rachel. He hadn't meant to. Cruz knew that his drowsy mouth had gotten him into hot water, but then again he knew it wouldn't last.
Cruz wasn't an asshole. He told himself that. She took a shower, that likely meant they were done for the night -- if not for a while. The way she left made him feel horrible. But he couldn't fix anything that he'd said and he wouldn't apologize for it, he hadn't done anything wrong. He told her how he felt regardless of what it made her feel.
They were both valid.
Cruz found his clothes and pulled on his pants and shirt but he didn't button it, it hung open over his chest as he sat back down on the rumbled bed and turned the coin he'd kept with him at all times in his hands. He should feel worse. Should apologize, and he hated that this might be the way it ended, after a wonderful night, but he wasn't the same person he was when they met. And he wasn't likely to fall back into the pampered rich kid with no hard edges.
He just sat there flipping the coin in his fingers waiting for Rachel to return. Whatever she was doing or thinking she'd tell him. But he didn't think it would be good.
Cruz wasn't an asshole. He told himself that. She took a shower, that likely meant they were done for the night -- if not for a while. The way she left made him feel horrible. But he couldn't fix anything that he'd said and he wouldn't apologize for it, he hadn't done anything wrong. He told her how he felt regardless of what it made her feel.
They were both valid.
Cruz found his clothes and pulled on his pants and shirt but he didn't button it, it hung open over his chest as he sat back down on the rumbled bed and turned the coin he'd kept with him at all times in his hands. He should feel worse. Should apologize, and he hated that this might be the way it ended, after a wonderful night, but he wasn't the same person he was when they met. And he wasn't likely to fall back into the pampered rich kid with no hard edges.
He just sat there flipping the coin in his fingers waiting for Rachel to return. Whatever she was doing or thinking she'd tell him. But he didn't think it would be good.