They had sex and cuddled, but then day came… it wasn't the same. After the night they had, she didn't want to wake up to another awkward day of them denying everything.
"It always is."
"Not tomorrow. I promise," he vowed.
"Okay."
She scooted closer to him, cuddling against his strong body as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Thank you," she said, burrowing her head in his chest.
"For what?" she asked. He sounded a little sleepy, too.
"For telling me what you did tonight."
"Oh. That."
She hummed. "I'm glad you told me. It was important for me to know those things. To know that we had some semblance of trust between us. That makes me feel secure/ You can share something personal with me, means a lot to me. I won't take it lightly, either."
He pulled away to look at her. "I do. I trust you just like you trust me."
"You gave me another part of yourself to me tonight," she claimed.
