She opened her eyes and shot daggers into his eyes. "How dare you? Get out of bed! I hate you!" she yelled, feeling ashamed of what had transpired between them. "You promised me that you wouldn't take advantage of me! But you broke your promise," she said. Tears formed in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, sweetie, I got carried away," he apologized, his tone sincere as he picked up his pillow and blanket and slept on the floor to avoid arguing with her.
Naomi glared at him furiously. She was angry that he broke his promise. She hated herself, was ashamed of her actions. She could have said no, but she allowed him to continue with his advances. She welcomed his pleasurable touch and truly enjoyed it. She was guilty beyond words.
She hated that she enjoyed what he had done to her and hated what transpired between them after it was over.
She cried in silence and made an oath to herself that it would never happen again.
