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or night. One look at her alarm clock let her know that it was seven p.m. Sunday night.
Well, she thought, carefully getting out of bed, at least she hadn t missed work. She stumbled over to
her bathroom and flicked on the light and winced when it nearly blinded her. Why was everything so
bright, she wondered as she relieved herself.
A few minutes later when she was more oriented and coordinated she turned on the shower, thankful
that it was at full blast and loaded her toothbrush up with toothpaste and began the job of getting rid of
the taste of old gym socks. After she brushed her teeth once more she gargled with mouthwash for an
extra two minutes. She climbed into the shower and groaned as hot water poured over her and made
her feel more alive.
What the hell happened last night?
She really couldn t remember much, but she knew that would change. The few times she d gotten
drunk in her life she had the misfortune of remembering everything that happened the next day, a rather
nasty side effect of having a photographic memory.
A rather frightening thought occurred to her. What if she d had sex? Did she make him wear a
condom? Did she enjoy it? After a minute she relaxed. No, she definitely didn t have sex since she
didn t feel tender between her legs, but that didn t mean she hadn t done something equally as stupid.
If she didn t push it she d remember sooner rather than later. She knew the key was just to relax and
let it come to her.
You feeling better? Trevor suddenly asked, making Zoe wince. Damn hangover making everything
sound sharp and loud.
Yes, I think so, she said loud enough to be heard over the sound of running water and through the
wall. She wondered if Trevor had been a witness to anything stupid she may have done.
That s good, he said absently. I took care of Toby today.
Oh, thank you, she said loudly, feeling horrible that she d neglected the poor baby.
Zoe?
Yes?
Do you remember anything about last night? he asked, sounding a little more than simply curious.
Not yet, but I will, she said, swallowing nervously. Did I do something monumentally stupid?
You mean besides going to a bar to have sex with a complete stranger and getting drunk? he asked,
dryly.
She sighed with relief. If getting drunk was the only stupid thing she d done last night then she d count
herself lucky. Then she cringed when his words sank in.
He knew.
I m guessing I was pretty chatty last night, she said, trying to sound casual about the whole thing and
praying she d been able to keep her mouth shut about some of the more embarrassing details.
No. Not really unless you count letting everyone in the bar know how badly you wanted to have sex
last night.
Damn it, she groaned. Next time I ll have to make sure to pass on the liquid courage.
There won t be a next time, Trevor said firmly, making her frown.
That s not really your decision, she said tightly. She d been bullied enough over the last three
years. She wasn t about to let Trevor think he could boss her around, well, and not pay her for it that
is.
You and I came to an agreement last night so I think it s safe to say that it s very much my business,
Trevor said, making her more than a little nervous.
What had her drunken big mouth gotten her into now?
Um, and what agreement is that? she asked, trying to sound cool and collected when on the inside
she was freaking out and hoping that whatever he was about to tell her was insignificant like
promising not to drink, which at the moment she was completely on board with.
He ignored her question and asked one of his own. Is there any hot water left?
Plenty, she said, knowing there was at least ten minutes of hot water left. The water pressure might
suck, but at least the hot water tank was huge.
Good, he said, sounding really close. Pass the soap would you?
She was about to roll her eyes at his lame shower neighbor joke when she realized two things. He
just said that in her ear and there was something hard and thick brushing up against the middle of her
back.
Swallowing hard and praying that this was some kind of alcohol induced hallucination, she slowly
looked over her shoulder and may have screamed.
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Are you done yet? Trevor asked as if stepping into the shower naked with her and sporting the
largest erection she d ever seen in her life was perfectly normal and maybe in his world it was, but
right now she was still gasping for air and holding a hand over her chest, trying to make her heart stop
pounding erratically in her chest.
What the hell are you doing in here? she demanded once she didn t have to fight to breathe.
I own the house, he explained as if she were slow as he reached around her and snagged the soap
out of the soap holder. He held the soap up to his nose and smelled, frowning. Strawberries and
cream?
Yes, she answered automatically as she did her best not to let her eyes drift over the most amazing
body she d ever seen and failing miserably. When she somehow managed to pull her gaze away from
the rather impressive appendage that seemed to be reaching out to her she gave herself a mental shake
and forced herself to focus.
I meant what are you doing in my bathroom? she demanded, only remembering now that she was
naked too late and only because she caught him running his eyes over her naked body and licking his
lips hungrily, which was pretty flattering and hot, but something she needed to really ignore if she
expected answers anytime soon.
Why wouldn t I be in here? he asked as he washed his body. You and I have an agreement.
To save water by sharing showers? she asked, confused and wondering just how much she d drank
last night.
He chuckled as he stepped forward, giving her no choice but to step backward or have that monster
between his legs whack her in the stomach. She turned slightly so he couldn t get a good look at her
body as she watched him rinse off.
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