The shower didn’t lead to sex. He didn’t even initiate anything, and neither did I. He was a complete gentleman who stood behind me, washed my hair and body, and cuddled me a lot.

Too drained, too all over the place due to being exhausted. Still maybe in shock, and all the Paris stuff is rolling around in my head. We had the quickest shower ever and wrapped in towels, I am now lying on the bed while he crawls up beside me. He’s wearing a towel around his waist and lays by my ...