Yes! But how could she be? She'd done the exact same thing once again. She had put him in a position to try and please her, and when he did so, she abruptly regretted it. And could she really be mad about his preferences? It wasn't like she was once again secretly comparing herself to-
She cut off the thought, tying the robe tightly around her thin waist.
"No, dear. I just realised how far behind I am with all these distractions. I still have to discuss the method if payment and finances with my project manager."
She brushed her hair back, thinking once again how short to cut it.
"I will come back to bed shortly...perhaps...at some point, anyway." She spoke, making her way to the door.