I was correct, life seemed to go on as normal. When I awoke, Mindy was already trying to push me out of bed. She was frustrated and confused. She began hitting me, I used one arm to block the shots, as I used the other to sit up.
As I sat up straight, I grabbed her fists. Looking her in the eyes.
"What the hell are you doing?" Mindy asked, trying to free herself from my hold.
"If you stop hitting me, I can get out" she rolled her eyes, "Mindy, I'm sorry I'm sorry I took advantage of you last night." I said.
With my final words I got out of bed, gaze still on her, fists still in my hands. Her arms seemed to slack, and her mood seemed to change. We were silent for a good minute, looking at each other's nakedness.
"Just go," Mindy pulled her hands away and crossed her arms, "I need to think."
I nodded in silence, eyes still on her as I entered the bathroom. I didn't have to undress, I just stepped in and turned on the water. I jumped at the cold, before the water could warm up. I let the water pour over my head for a few seconds. I could hear Mindy in the other room getting off the bed and coming up to the bathroom door.
Mindy entered unhurriedly. I looked over at her silhouette on the curtains. She had her arms crossed, but her shoulders were down and calm.
"We can't tell anybody." Mindy said unhurriedly.
I laughed just a little, "No, really?" I said sarcastically.
I grabbed the soap and began washing myself. I jumped as the curtains were swiftly pulled back. On instinct I put my hands over my groin. She rolled her eyes and stepped in.
"Oh please, like I haven't seen it once already." she rolled her eyes at me.
I frowned at her, removing my hands from my growing crotch. For some odd reason, the water flowing over her body was erotic to me in a way. The water glistened off of her invitingly large but soft breasts, displaying them. I traveled further down at her shaven cunt.
I mentally slapped myself in the face and began to realize this whole situation. I looked at her, then down at my dick, fully at attention. I looked back up at her in utter confusion.
"Wait, what the fuck are you doing in the bathroom!?" I exclaimed.
"Why not?" she frowned.
I paused. "If you're that uncomfortable about it, then get out."
"Hold on, why did you get in in the first place?"
"What? I thought you might like it, or were you really only trying to get easily lucky last night?" she asked rhetorically.
After our strange and painfully awkward shower together, we went down with the rest of our class to the hotel café. I put on some jeans and a green shirt, she put on a short black skirt with a blue top.
We stuck together and both ordered coffees. As they were being prepared I asked for a piece of paper and a pen, I scribbled.
'I thought you wanted me to screw you last night?' I slid the paper over to her.
'I did... What's your point?' she slid it back.
'Aren't you at least having second thoughts?'
'No shit Sherlock.' I looked over at her, she was rolling her eyes at me. We both drank from our newly arrived coffees. Before I could write anything, she took the paper back.
'If you had the chance, would you fuck me again?' I hesitated before replying.
'yes'
She was looking at me as if she already knew my answer.
'Let's fuck right here'