I made it all the way across the Yard and to Quaid's dorm only to reach for him and find out he wasn't even home. Which naturally made my mind spin in circles wondering where he'd gone and who he was with.
The image of the honey-blonde hanging off him, her oversized chest pressed to his arm, made my skin tight with pent up anxiety. I'd already accepted while it had been my first time, this wasn't Quaid's first romp under the sheets. The juvenile idea he'd had condoms in his room just for the two of us now seemed totally ridiculous, another lie I told myself. Was he with her now? No way was I sleeping, not with worst-case scenarios playing out in my head.
I know I should have gone back to my dorm and fetched Charlotte, but I couldn't bring myself to go back, just in case I ran into Sashenka and had to try to explain. And I was in no mood to fight with my bodywere either. Once she found out I'd knocked her out for the second time so I could sneak off, I'd suffer for it, I was sure.