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Chapter One

His head was pounding as he opened his eyes to the glaring morning sun. Shit he must have forgotten to close the morning blinds last night. What the hell had happened last night? He remembered drinking at Devil Ray and then...? That's when he saw her. Wavy blonde hair fell over her shoulders. She was still asleep on her stomach, her face turned away from him. Her arms were hugging one of his pillows. All she had on were a pair of midnight blue, boy shorts trimmed with black lace. They made the curve of her ass look so sweet. He was a little surprised she was still here. He rarely encouraged women to stay the night. Her slender back was distracting him from the pounding in his skull. Might as well take advantage of her little stay. He leaned over and started to kiss her shoulder making his way down her spine. She moaned a little as she awoke sending a shot of pure lust through him. She turned and smiled sleepily at him. The blue eyes that haunted his dreams were staring at him. Shit!

"Jude?!'

" Yeah that's me" She said pointing at her chest. "And you're Tommy" Her finger made its way to his chest stroking down his skin a little. He bit back a groan. She was practically naked in his bed and he had no idea how she had gotten there. The girl of his dreams was in his bed! The, only 17, girl of his dreams. Oh crap could things get any worse?

"What happened last night?" His head was about to explode from the pounding pain. She flinched for a second as if he had hit her, but then a look of amusement lit her features.

"What makes you think anything happened last night? Just because you're naked in your own bed you assume something happened." He looked down at himself, having not actually noticed before that he was. And she was staring at his...! And his body was starting to like that stare a little too much. He shifted so the comforter partially hid him from her view. Maybe he should have thrown the blanket over her instead. She was lying there in that little pair of panties, not hiding her bare breasts. He reached down to pick up his discarded shirt off the floor and practically threw it at her.

"Put it on" She did as she was told, not bothering with any buttons. She made a move to get up.

"Hope you don't mind if I use your shower." He couldn't answer, as he watched her hips swaying as she entered the other room. What the fuck happened last night and where was his Jude. This girl looked like her and sounded like her, but she wasn't acting like the innocent 17 year old that she was. Crap. Was she still innocent? And why couldn't he remember? He heard the shower turn on and wondered for a split second if she would want company. Mental headslap. Ow...Still got a hangover. He reached for some ibruprofen on his nightstand and downed 6 with an entire bottle of water.

She was out of the shower in 15 minutes wearing only a towel and she looked damn good. How many times had he imagined her long blond hair wet, hanging over her bare shoulder, a tiny towel barely covering her wet body. Thank God he didn't actually have tiny towels. This one was actually doing a decent job of covering her petite frame. She gave him a wicked little smile. "You could have joined me ya know. I've always wanted someone to wash my back." The mental image came hurling at him, making his breath stop for a moment. Jude's bare skin, soapy and wet. He shook his head again trying to clear his fuzzy mind. He just stare as she gathered her clothes and slipped back into the bathroom to change. She was dressed this time as she exited the bathroom. He sighed in relief.

"Jude I need to know. Did we have sex last night?"

"Geez I might not be a pro, but I didn't think I'd be that forgettable." She smirked and he just glared. She bent to pick up her bag, by his nightstand. "Since you have to ask I'll tell you." Her warm breath was against ear, doing crazy things to his pulse. "It never happened." She whispered so seductively he had to swallow. Why were those words not comforting at all? Oh yeah he remembered that kiss on her 16th birthday. That did happen no matter how much he denied it to her. "See you at work." She called over her shoulder as she made her way out the door. He glances at the clock 9:15 a.m.. He was already late as he scrambled out of bed to take a cold shower.