Now what? was always such a good question, and one that seemed to get complicated for the two of them sooner or later. "I'm not sure," she said to him. Nephthys wanted to ask him who he was seeing and what other women had shared this bed at the hotel, but it had been such a wonderful night and she didn't want to ruin it. Were there others lingering on his skin?
"To see me again?" she asked, watching him in the shadows (admiring his naked form, as much as she could at this closeness). "Do you want me to leave now?"
She realised that for all she knew he could have been expecting someone else today, could have made arrangements for some other woman.