Hailey didn't move. She controlled her breathing, pretended she was asleep and didn't notice Vince's hard-on poking on her leg.
A long moment had passed; Hailey felt Vince's palms holding her head and placing it down on the pillow, then Vince got off the bed, leaving her bedroom.
Now she is left alone; Hailey opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling with confusion. Where is Vince going, and is he even planning to come back?
It was like half an hour had passed, but Vince didn't come back yet.
"Maybe he realizes it's safer to sleep in a separate room." Hailey convinced herself that it was the case.
Shrugging her thoughts, she fixed her sleeping position and, turned to her left side, dragged herself to sleep back.
She was dozing off when she felt the bed move a little, and her nose caught the fragrance of Vince's shampoo.
'He took a shower? In the middle of the night?'
