Another chance

The morning light met Ethan standing at the window, watching the sunrise in the east, his mind running over the conversation he eavesdropped on last night between the two men.

Then when he heard the mattress move, he stretched his tired muscles and yawned before turning to the bed to see Nina wearing his black shirt with his pair of sweatpants that were both huge on her.

“Good morning,” She whispered, looking over at the couch he slept on and feeling a sense of guilt for taking his bed.

“Morning,” Ethan said, noticing the discomfort on her face, and thinking that now that the drugs were out of her system, she was regretting last night's event.

“Are you regretting what you did for me last night?” Nina asked, rubbing her arm anxiously as she avoided his gaze.

“No,” Ethan instantly responded.

There was an awkward brief silence between them, with her still staring intently at his body until she asked, “Are you sure?”

“Very sure.” Ethan replied.

“Oh… Okay.”

“How about you?”

“No, I