Zack comes to his senses

Zack understood how it would’ve been perceived if he had **** himself upon the two women behind the door, and he knew he had something good going on with Hannah and Heather, so in an effort to not ruin his chances with either, not to mention his sister he decided to try and sleep it out. He knew in his tired mind that jerking off would only accentuate the problem of his lust and not solve it, so he decided to try and sleep it off and hope for the best. He sighed with his hand against the room door of his sister and friend before turning away and heading back to the kitchen to put things away. He finished his glass of milk before returning the carton back into the fridge, hopefully in the right place before turning off the light and using the hallway light to navigate back to his room.

Zack heard a door creak open slightly and he saw Heather’s head peak out looking towards the kitchen. “Heather, hey!” He whispered towards her. She looked at him in surprise before stepping fully out of the doorway and stepping into the light so Zack could see her. She had changed into some fairly normal sleepwear but still looked mighty fine in Zack’s opinion.

“Look, Zack I know what I did to you at the table may have put the wrong message in your head and all, but how does that make walking in on us alright?” She asked.

“Heather, I was tired, am tired. I wasn’t thinking straight.”

“I know.” She sighed running her long fingers through her hair. “I’ll let it go because I may have put thoughts in your head at dinner. And about that, I’m sorry I got caught up in the moment, it won’t happen again.” She said as she turned her back on him before turning back again in front of her door. “Oh, and do try to forget what you saw in there.” She said before slipping into her room. Zack took that as his cue to get to his room, and that’s exactly what he did. He slipped into his room quietly and gently got in the bed trying not to disrupt Hannah at all, he really didn’t need her to know what he had been up to, though knowing her and Taylor’s friendship, she would probably know come morning. He tried not to think of the woman sleeping beside him, and slowly but surely, sleep came to him.