Amber closed the bathroom door behind her, more out of habit than anything else, and pulled out make-up remover pads from the closet mirror. She couldn’t believe she’d fallen asleep without cleaning up first! But she really had been worn out by Eric; her face split into a grin as she remembered some of the previous night’s highlights. Maybe they’d have another chance and exhausting one another.

The make-up removal went quickly enough, since she hadn’t put on much in the first place. She then turned on the facet, to wash away the pads’ oiliness and remove her last traces of sleepiness. The cold water made her more alert, sharpening her awareness. So much that she heard Eric take hold of the doorknob.

She wiped away the excess water from her face, smirking at him as he came in. “You should know, I’m on a tight schedule.” It was true; she’d timed for a quick shower, getting dressed, breakfast, and then she had to be straight out the door. Despite this, she still looked on back invitingly as she stepped into the bathtub and turned on the shower; if there was a good reason, she could be flexible. Who needed to eat, anyway? “So whatever you’re thinking, it better be fast.”