now that had been good , should i feel guilty about what happened ? `` but , as long as you promise not to tell him i told you ? '' heart pounding , i watched the yellow foam and tried to slow my breathing . once i had changed and fixed my hair into a loose , damp braid i left the bathroom to find vincent leaning against the convertible , the deep tan of his skin standing out against his white t-shirt . not that it was too bad . she looked even better than he remembered . 