Ross ready to apologize

I jumped forward at the touch and quickly tried to cover myself with my arms. I can’t believe my privacy had been invaded like this. My worst nightmare. I was so tipsy I had forgotten to lock the door.

“Whoa, sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Ross said.

I clutched myself and stepped closer to the front of the shower. We had only kissed and now he was in the shower naked with me. I should’ve been furious, but I was more worried about him judging my naked body. Despite being left at the bar, I still liked this guy.

“Please leave,” I begged.

“I’m sorry Rachel. I was an asshole, tonight. I shouldn’t have taken that call. We’ve been talking about this weekend for months. I blew it. I’m done with work this weekend. You have my full attention.”

He kissed my bare shoulder. He whispered into my ear, “Are you going to make me get down on my knees to get your forgiveness?”

He started kissing down my bare back.