Gabriel groggily opened his eyes, the previous night's alcohol still coursing through his veins. He turned his head and saw a glorious sight: Davina, her naked body sprawled out next to him, her red hair fanned out on the pillow. The sunlight streamed in through the window, highlighting her curves and making him feel even more hungover.
As he came to his senses, Gabriel's heart began to race. Oh god, did we have sex? The thought of it both thrilled and terrified him. What if she gets pregnant?
Gabriel gently shook Davina's shoulder, but she didn't stir. He tried again, a little harder this time. "Davina, wake up," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
But Davina was still passed out cold. Gabriel sighed and got out of bed, his head spinning. He paced around the room, trying to figure out what to do. He couldn't just leave her here, could he?
Gabriel considered waking her up and asking her about birth control, but quickly dismissed the idea. That would be way too awkward. Instead, he decided to take a shower and clear his head.
As he stood under the hot water, Gabriel's mind raced. He couldn't stop thinking about Davina's body, the way she had moved against him, the sounds she had made. It had been the best sex of his life, hands down.
But even as he relived the moment, Gabriel couldn't shake the feeling of guilt. He had taken Davina's virginity, even if it had been consensual. He wasn't sure how she felt about it, or if she regretted it.
After his shower, Gabriel wrapped a towel around his waist and went back to the bedroom. Davina was still asleep, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Gabriel couldn't help but admire her body again, this time without the drunken haze.
He felt guilty for objectifying her, but he couldn't help it. She was just so beautiful. Gabriel shook his head and covered her up with a blanket, tucking it around her shoulders.
As he did, Davina stirred and opened her eyes. She looked at him groggily, a small smile playing on her lips. "Morning, boss," she said, her voice husky with sleep. "Did we have a good night?"
Gabriel stammered, trying to come up with an excuse for their nakedness. But Davina just laughed and sat up, stretching her arms above her head. "Relax, Gabriel," she said, her eyes twinkling. "I remember everything. And I have to say, you're not half bad in bed."
Gabriel's face turned bright red, a mix of embarrassment and relief. He couldn't believe how casually Davina was taking this. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," he said, trying to sound cool and calm.
Davina stood up and started getting dressed, leaving Gabriel to wonder what would happen next. Would they pretend like nothing had happened? Would they do it again?
Gabriel didn't know the answer, but he couldn't wait to find out.
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