Space of Anticipation

“What happens now?” He awkwardly asked me as my head rose and fell across his chest. 

“What do you mean?” 

“Well, I’ve never slept with someone who is married. Are you going to leave now?” The affection seemed to have left his voice.

I sat in an uncomfortable confusion. Was he asking me to leave? Or was he just sharing that he didn’t quite understand the etiquette in our unique tryst?

I breathed in and out, moved my head off his chest, and lay it on the pillow beside his.