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When I woke up, I was on the edge of the bed, curled up tight.
Don’t get me wrong, I was very comfortable.
I’m not the cuddling type when it comes to sleeping. I take sleeping very seriously so I have to find my spot and get comfortable, then sleep.
I had no choice but to replay the night in my head. Who wouldn’t? Randomly meeting up with your high school love. And it wasn’t like Henry and I were technically together, that we had some terrible breakup. It was really simple - he went off to college. What was I going to do? Hate him for the rest of my life because he refused to stay in some small town and not chase his dream of playing pro hockey?
Oh, Sage, you can’t do this right now. Oh, no. You can’t. You cannot be in this bed in this hotel room and play this game in your head. What are you going to do? Justify everything in the world so that Henry is squeaky clean and then what? He’s going to leave. He’s here with his hockey team! You have to sneak out of here!
I appreciated the dose of reality from my brain because my heart and vagina were jumping up and down together picking out houses so Henry and I could live together and have hot sex for the rest of our lives.
What about money?
Who cares! Did you see his dick?
I know! Can we call him a tripod?
No. That’s so cliché.
I looked over my left shoulder and all I saw were covers.
I couldn’t risk reaching.
I slithered out of the hotel bed, biting my bottom lip. You’d swear I was a pro at this. That I perfected the entire walk of shame. From this bed to my shower, back at my apartment.
I stayed low to the floor. Crab walking, scooping up pieces of my clothing, needing to get to the bathroom.
Oh, there’s my bra.
There’s my panties.
Pants, check.
Shirt, yes.
Once in the bathroom I got dressed, checked myself in the mirror.
On a scale of one to ten looking like I had been fucked all night, I was at a solid six. Meaning I wasn’t going to stumble out of the hotel room without a bra and a missing shoe. But I still had that look. Messy hair. Sleepy eyes. The same clothes from the night before. My mouth bone dry and I did not want to drink water from a hotel bathroom faucet.
I dreamed of hot coffee and fresh orange juice.
First, I had to make my great escape.
I inched to the bathroom door and opened it.
I stepped out and turned to the right. The hotel room door just a few feet away.
I reached and mentally said my goodbyes to Henry.
The door then opened and Henry stood there.
I screamed.
His jaw dropped.
We stood in silence for way longer than needed.
“Went to get us some coffee,” he said. “You were still sound asleep.”
