At his question, she nodded. "A hotel room," she repeated, burying her face in her hands. "I can't...share a bed...with him..." Her breathing grew swift and ragged again until she forced herself to slow. "Not after this...I have to get away...I have to stay...away..." Raking her fingers through her hair, she closed her eyes and straightened up.
Opening them once more, she pressed the heels of her hands against her swollen eyes. "I'll leave when I...can go in there...without...without puking..."