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Audrey opened her eyes, her face turned toward the window. Mid-morning light streamed in through the opaque pink curtains, painting the room in a warm amber glow. She yawned and scrubbed a hand over her face. She felt lighter than air, a strange content feeling in the center of her chest. At the same time, she felt sore in some places. But again, this feeling too was one of content.

The sheets were soft against her skin. They felt different that morning, and that was when she realized why. Her eyes sprang wide open. She was naked, but-

A distinct male groan came from beside her, and Audrey suddenly remembered what had happened at the after-party for the coronation the night before. She and Jay had gone off to a secluded area and had started talking. Well, it was a little quieter than talking. Hardly any words had been exchanged. It was all coming back to her now. They had gone to her room, and...continued.

Jay was lying next to her in bed.

Audrey shut her eyes, trying to block out the memories of the night before. A tight knot of regret was now coiled in her stomach. She slowly sat up and looked at Jay. He was still asleep, the covers pushed down to his waist so his bare chest was visible to her. She quickly adverted her eyes and clutched the sheets tighter to her own chest.

She swallowed. This was not supposed to happen. How could she have been so thoughtless? He was a villain kid. She was with Chad. And she cared for Chad. It wasn't like she felt nothing for him.

She got out of the bed, searching the floor for her clothes. She was halfway through zipping her dress when she heard the creak of bed springs.

"Morning, gorgeous," Jay said playfully.

Audrey ignored him, her back to him. She slid the zipper of her dress up to the middle of her back, right in the area where she couldn't reach it very well anymore. She left it like that and sat on the very edge of the bed. She bent over and pulled one heel on, wiggling her foot into the pastel pink pump. Again, the bed springs creaked, and the mattress dipped more in her direction. The hair on her arms stood up as Jay kissed just behind her ear.

"Please, don't touch me," Audrey told him, her voice a stern whisper.

Jay withdrew, but his hands were suddenly on her dress, zipping it the rest of the way up in the back. "Why? I thought you liked what we did last night."

"It was a mistake," Audrey said shortly, pulling on her other shoe and standing. She whirled around to face him, crossing her arms over her chest.

Jay frowned, confused. "Why? We were safe."

Audrey rolled her eyes. "That's not the point. I'm with Chad. And you're...you're just not my type."

Jay sat up straighter, the covers now collected around his waist so there was no doubt in Audrey's mind that he was still naked. "Not your type?" He raised an eyebrow. "So your type is princes who will ditch you for the next best thing they see?"

Audrey narrowed her eyes. "No. But I do have a certain reputation to uphold. And Chad hasn't ditched me."

"Yet." Jay got out of the bed and bent down. He pulled on his boxers and turned to face her. "Look, princess, if I'm not your type, fine. But you should have thought about that before sending mixed signals last night. You can't just sleep with me and say you felt nothing."

"It's called having emotionless sex, Jay," Audrey snapped. "Surely, you understand that. I don't have to have feelings for you to sleep with you. Didn't you do that on the Isle?"

Jay was now pulling on his jeans. "Of course, we did. But I thought that people in Auradon were different."

"What? Are you saying you have feelings for me?"

Jay buttoned his jeans. "I didn't say that."

"It was implied."

Jay glared at her. "Look, if you want to be with Chad, be my guest. I just thought you deserved better."

"And that's you? That's conceited," Audrey said. She walked over to her dresser and picked up her hairbrush. She turned back around, pointing it at him. "Furthermore, if you think proclaiming you chose good in front of everyone yesterday makes you any less of freak to me, you're wrong. You're still nothing but a thief. A villain."

Jay looked as if he'd been slapped. He silently pulled on his vest and zipped it up. "Fine." He bent to put on his boots, tying them quickly.

Audrey stood still, watching him and idly brushing the ends of her hair as she waited for him to leave. She wanted to forget the entire last few hours had happened.

He stood, and his gaze that fixed onto hers was dark and reserved. "I'll leave you alone, princess. Obviously, you and your conceited Chad Charming deserve each other. I once judged all you people in Auradon for being nothing but wealthy, extravagant airheads who didn't care about anyone but yourselves. Now I see that I was right if you're going to label me as a freak even after I've chosen to be different. You're no better than all the villains on the Isle. You send us your trash, so that's all we are to you: garbage. I'd hate to muddy your reputation by getting thief on your shoes." He snatched his beanie off the bedside table and strode to the door. Without looking back, he left and slammed the door behind him.

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