He was shocked when he took an abrupt turn in the direction away from his room. His feet seemed to be beyond his control. Nothing he did prevented him from heading to the front door.
He was mortified, but he walked right past a jogger without her even noticing him. That calmed him somewhat. He had the freedom to focus on the woman for a moment, noticing her sweaty t-shirt and tight shorts, holding his gaze over her attractive body.
He suddenly continued down the street with a renewed sense of purpose, compelled.
