He kissed her again, slowly, holding her so tightly that their chests heaved against each other. Finally, Arya pulled back, avoiding his eyes. She wasn’t sure why she had done what she had done, but it felt stupid, and she hated herself for giving in to her neediness.She stepped away from him and walked toward the bathroom. Juan hesitated, unsure whether to follow her or just leave. It didn’t feel right, after such an intimate moment, to walk out as if nothing had happened.He picked up his clothes from the floor, dumped them on the couch, and followed her into her room. Arya said nothing but kept an eye on him from the doorway. She entered the bathroom, and he followed.She looked like she wanted to protest, but her mouth opened and closed again. The shower was cold when she turned it on, and he smiled warily.“Since when do you use cold water to shower?” he asked.Arya shrugged. “I just… felt like I needed to wash up. You know?”Juan raised an eyebrow. “It sounds strange. Familiar,
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