"I'm glad," I try to sound as relaxed as possible, although I feel that my tone of voice was a bit dry. Maybe it's because I'm just stunned by so much I had experienced.
I hear her let out a sigh and the mattress shake a little as she stands up, looking around for something with her eyes. I watch her from my position and she picks up her dress on the side of the bed, grabbing her underwear and pointing to the bathroom.
"May I?," her muffled tone of voice shrinks my stomach and I can only nod my head, annoyed by her sudden aloofness.
As soon as she gets lost in the bathroom, I run my hands over my face and let out a deep sigh. I don't want her to feel bad about my strange behavior after we've been together, but the truth is that I don't understand myself.
Why can't I have a relaxed mo
