Teagan let out a soft sigh of relieve when he actually moved after her. Now that he wasn't inside her the pain wasn't as sharp, thankfully. She immediately grabbed the blanket, ignoring the part of her brain that said that John had already seen her naked so it didn't matter now. When he checked the bed, she frowned. God, please say there wasn't something else wrong? Keeping the blanket below her arms to cover herself, she sat up and shook her head.
She swallowed, gaining a bit more control over herself now that it was actually over. After a few seconds, when she was sure she was fine, she said, "I'm fine." She was surprised at her own voice. It was soft even though she'd try to make it confident and assured. "Do you mind if I use your shower before I go?" she asked, not looking at him. Her thighs felt disgusting and sticky and she just wanted to get rid of the feeling before she went home.