Actually, it was an obvious question. Although her memories of last night were hazy, she couldn't lie about the way it felt for her.
After she relaxed, her entire body was soft, and even her expression carried a hint of unmistakable satisfaction. Anyone who had rolled in the hay could easily see it on her face.
Silence draped over the restroom. The only sound was the running water as Gabriella freshened up. Once she was done, she turned around and meant to leave, only for Xavier to grab her wrist and pull her into his arms.
Resting his chin on her head, he spoke in a deepened, seductive voice. "Guadalupe offered to make tea for you to sober up when I took you home last night, but I turned her down.
"Gabriella, do you want to know what was on my mind? I was wondering if you would still want to sleep with me once your mind cleared up."
Gabriella answered honestly, "I'm not sure either."
Xavier gulped, finding it a little hard to accept her response. "What about now?"
She turned
