Chapter 8:
Taylor zipped up his pants, and checked himself over. He didn't look too bad. Then he looked at the clock. 1 AM. He would just be a little late… He made sure the note he'd written for her containing his address and phone number was still on her dresser where he'd left it. Then, he looked at Teresa, who was wrapped up in her sheets and sleeping peacefully. She'd fallen asleep a little over a half-hour ago. He felt a wave of guilt and remorse as he looked at her sweet face. He leaned over and kissed her on her forehead.

"I didn't mean for that to happen," he told her placid body. "I never meant for…"

Then, feeling ashamed, he quickly left, making sure to lock the apartment door behind him. He took the elevator downstairs, then walked out the door, got in his car and left. Usually, sex made him feel good, but all he felt now was stupid and dirty. He felt like he'd taken a girl who he didn't even know that well, much less have serious feelings for, and raped her of her respectability and decency. At least with the other 2 girls he'd been with, he'd felt like he cared deeply for them, if nothing else. And he'd known them for more than just one day…

When he got to his hotel, the valet came out and took his car. He walked to their room, alone. His mother was waiting up for him. She frowned when he stepped in. "Taylor, you're late."

"Only by 20 minutes," Taylor said, yawning. "We caught a flick that lasted a bit longer than expected."

"At what time?" his mother asked.

He shrugged. "Ten thirty or so."

"What did you do for so long?" his mother asked.

"We went out to eat and then we went walking," Taylor said. "Vienna's very beautiful, Mom. I wish we had another day to stay here so that I could take you down there to look around."

"That's okay," she said. "Go to bed. We've got an early flight."

Taylor smiled and told her goodnight. He took a quick shower before stumbling into bed. All he could think about was how wrong he had been. He had completely taken advantage of her... How much dumber and more childish could he have been? He hadn't intended for this to happen… He didn't want this. He wished he could turn back time and take it all back.

But he couldn't.

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