Jackie groaned as the sunlight shone through the window and landed on her delicate face. She put her hand up to cover her eyes from the offending light. Dressed in only a sheer babydoll nightie, she went into the kitchen only to find Randy sitting at the dining table. She turned around to retreat back to her room when he stopped her.

"We need to talk."

She turned to face him and put on her innocent expression. "About what?" she asked sweetly.

Somehow he knew this wasn't the first time she tried to use her looks to evade a predicament. "About last night," he replied seriously. He noticed her face fell a little.

"What about last night?" She pretended as if she doesn't have a clue to what he's talking about.

Randy felt his temper starting to flare. He wished she wasn't being so evasive. "You know exactly what happened last night."

She put her finger to her chin and tapped thoughtfully. "Hmmm…we were washing the dishes then I went to bed."

"Jackie…" He started dangerously.

She gulped knowing from the tone of his voice that she was pushing his buttons. "What do you want from me?" she finally asked.

He stood up and walked towards her. "I want to hear the truth. I want to talk about what happened…what almost happened."

"There's nothing to talk about," she said stubbornly.

"Why did you avoid me last night?" he asked her.

"I didn't!" She denied, but knew he could see through her lie.

"See? You're denying it again," he said, frustrated.

"Look…last night was a mistake. I got caught up in the moment and did some things I shouldn't have. Let's just forget about it." She hoped maybe he can finally put the situation to rest.

"So you're saying that what happened was just nothing…that you didn't feel anything?"

She looked away, not being able to look into his eyes without breaking. "All I'm saying is why can't we put this behind us…like it never happened."

"Fine," he answered simply which caused her to look up at him.

"That's it?"

"You want to forget about it and that's what I'm doing."

She watched him walk out of the kitchen, surprised at how easily he let go…but not so sure if it's over.