I gasped and clutched at the now-ruined boxers, mortified. "Oh no... I'm so sorry!" I stammered, feeling even more exposed than before. What was I supposed to do now? Wear them anyway, even though they were practically falling off?

As I sat there in silence, debating what to do next, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the way Patrick had been treating me.

I swallowed hard and nodded slowly, still feeling self-conscious but also relieved that he wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. As I peeled off my bikini top as well, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of closeness between us. We sat there in silence, side by side, both naked and exposed... But somehow not alone.

The night passed quietly, with neither of them making any moves or trying anything inappropriate.