One Night Stand

It just felt like something he did on instinct without thinking. 

He turned around to motion for her to come with him when he saw her standing there, her mouth, almost touching the floor as she stared at him.

He could feel her eyes running all over him as she let her look trail every inch of his body. 

"Sorry about that." He told her, genuinely meaning it.

"No, no." She told him, turning around to look away from him.

"I just get so comfortable when I am at home." He told her, in an attempt to offer her an explanation.

This was new for him in more ways than one. He had girls over before but the thing that he didn't do was bond with them. This was different on so many levels.

The two of them were already comfortable and on the sofa. He was going to put his shirt back on but she had insisted that he didn't have to. He smiled as she did, noticing that she was still staring at him.