You went back to Jarrod's house. You couldn't keep your hands off each other. You made love again. The intensity of the experience, the passion, hasn't lessened at all. Did you even make it to his room?
Wherever you ended up, (where was that?) you're cuddled together in a sleepy post-coital haze. Jarrod is dreamily stroking whatever skin he can find, in utter wonder. What's going through your head?
Whatever it is, the thing that brings you back to reality is the sound of a car pulling into the drive.