GRACE

Nestled into my sheets, naked underneath, I stared at the ceiling and waited for the feeling of regret to rush in.

A minute passed, five minutes, nothing came. I felt no different.

Well, that is if you ignore the tingling in my body.

For some strange reason, I wanted to feel like I was being a betrayer, but then, I wasn’t.

So, no such feeling could make its way into my conscience.

Instead, I instantly felt nervous. I had just allowed my gorgeous employer to do things to me. Things that I enjoyed, no doubt.

In fact, it seemed like it was all about me last night and I...