Stay- Book One The Full Circle

Regrets

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Chapter 4

Maggie

I couldn't sleep at all last night. Seeing Trent in nothing but a towel and offering to share his bed with me was more than enough to make an impression on me. I don't know how many times I got out of the bed and walked into the hall just to stare at his bedroom door. I almost knocked several times but stopped just short of hitting my knuckles on the wood panel. Instead I turned myself around and walked right back into my room and flop onto the bed in disgust with myself. I must be the only woman in the world who would turn him down and not sleep with him. I was tempted, believe me, I just don't think I'm ready for someone new.

Sneaking out of Trent's place proved to be a challenge. I'm not good on high heels when I'm walking normal but I'm horrible at trying to sneak around in them. I straightened out the bed, folded up his shirt and the blanket laying them neatly on the bed and in my bare feet I tiptoed out of the apartment, tripping on the steps into the living room and falling on my face. I thought for sure I would wake Trent.

He must sleep like the dead.

As I walked down the stairs out in the hallway between the bar and the apartment, I heard people already working in the kitchen prepping for the day. The crashing of pots and pans hitting each other and the voices calling to each other as they work tells me I won't be getting out of here unseen. I stayed as quiet as possible and manage to get down the stairs right as the door opened and I see one of the guys from the night before. He says nothing but watches me quickly move past him and out the door.

I'm grateful he didn't stop me. I've never had to do the walk of shame before and to be honest I'm embarrassed of doing it now. Not that anything happened but he doesn't know that. I know guys tend to think the worst of a woman leaving a guys place early in the morning like this. Maybe I should have left a message for Trent to at least say thank you for letting me stay but I just want to get out of here before it's more uncomfortable for all of us.

When I got back to my place I was in luck to only find a note on my door telling me I was to call Parker when I got home. Not likely. I shouldn't have given him my address to send me the few things he had of mine. A sweater, a couple of books and my favorite mug were all I had left at the apartment he rented for us to meet. None of it was something I couldn't replace. I should have just replaced it all.

I decided to spend the day cleaning my house and keeping busy in hopes of getting last night out of my head. Scrubbing my bathroom top to bottom only shredded my manicure and made me sweaty and tired. Still I was thinking about Trent and what was under his towel. Getting a glass of tea to cool off from the images in my head and sitting on my back porch I watch the surf and scroll through my messages. More than I care to count are from Parker ranging from worried about my safety to angry that I refuse to message or call him back. The worst were the ones accusing me of sleeping with a stranger. I didn't but still that hurt. Then there's a few from Lily asking what happened and that "the dick" was now calling her.

"Oh my God! What happened to you last night? You know the dick has been messaging me since three this morning?" Lily asked when I call her back.

"I spent the night at Trent's place." I was met with deafening silence from her. "He didn't think I should go home alone with Parker going nuts. It was smart. Parker waited here for a while I guess."

"You... spent the night with a guy you just met?" Lily questioned slowly as if she didn't hear me right.

"I slept in the spare bedroom not with him." I defend myself even if I had seriously considered it.