You Can't Go Holt Again
Summary: Once it's over, it's over.
Laura awoke to a hand tucked between her breasts and a morning erection pressed against her back. A moment later, he also woke, shifting against her.
"This was a mistake," she informed him, twisting away from his touch.
"The only mistake was me leaving you," he countered.
She sighed and admitted, "It wasn't working between us."
"Not then. But now..." He shifted, tweaked a nipple, pressed himself between her cheeks.
"No." She sat up, bolted from him and repeated, "This was wrong. I have to go."
She dressed quickly, and without looking back, she left Wilson in the hotel bed.