Boone awoke with Delilah in his arms. Sometime during the night, they had gravitated to the center of the bed and became intertwined. Until Boone began to move away, he had not realized his left hand had moved under the shirt Delilah was wearing and had firmly attached itself to Delilah’s right breast. Boone inhaled Delilah’s scent before he cautiously moved his hand and then backed away from her and to the edge of the bed. After a few moments of contemplation, he slid out of the bed, grabbed his jeans off the floor and scurried into the bathroom.
Delilah had been awake the entire time and smiled. She giggled at the sight of Boone's black boxer briefs and his tight round butt as he slid into the bathroom. When Delilah heard the water from the shower, she rose, dressed and went back to her room to ready for a long drive ahead of her. Before leaving the room, she left Boone a note.