Maybe he could think of a few things he could say, but none of them felt right at the moment.
I mean, what exactly could one say to the girl he loved after she just likely watched you have sex with another girl?
He could tell she had seen.
There was something in the awkward air that told him. Even as cool as the hallway felt, the air thick with the scent of chlorine wafting from the pool outside, there was still this very palpable tension.
Their eyes had been locked together for a while now. He was sure she had seen them because of the way she was standing.
Her legs were straight and stiff, firm, with her hand resting on the balustrade that overlooked the resort's courtyard.
The other hand was frozen mid-motion as if she'd been caught in the act, her fingers slipping from the hem of her skirt.
It would have been very embarrassing if it wasn't so hot.
