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way up the stairs when I remembered the last sentence before falling asleep. Now I had to face the man.
                  The top of the stairs led into the kitchen where Davien was already standing. His elbows were resting on the counter and his head was face down in his hands. He was facing the opposite direction when I stepped in. “Good morning.”
                  He turned in surprise from my voice. “Good morning, did I wake you?”
                  “No.” I looked around the room. “Where’s Natalia and Scott?”
                  He rubbed at his eyes. “Still knocked out.” He smiled. He looked amazing, still only wearing pajama bottoms, but he had slept with wet hair, leaving a messy hair look. It was different than what I was used to, but he looked wonderful. A little bit of hair had grown along his jawline revealing an even more masculine look. What I was used to? I barely knew the man. I met him last weekend. But it felt like forever. I felt like we had a relationship that grew years ago. After last night, I felt different with him. And I couldn’t tell if that was better or worse. I only knew that it wasn’t the same and it never would be. “Hungry?”
                  “Just hung over.” I sat on a chair and my arm fell bent on the kitchen table. I rest my head over it. “Someone sent shots to me all night as he drank a beer and one drink at home.”
                  Releasing a devilish chuckle. “I had two beers before you arrived at the bar, one while you were there and my glass at home wasn’t the same as yours last night.” He smiled when I looked up. “I had a tall glass of vodka… straight.” The picture came back to my mind from last night. He was just about to walk to the shower when he downed the rest of his drink and it left him in shivers. Obviously it wasn't the same as mine.
                  I shook my head in my arm. “You’re probably feeling as shitty as me.”
                  “No, I slept better last night than I’ve slept in years sweet heart.” I knew what he meant and at that point I knew we had slept together all night. I totally understood. After the truth came out, I felt more relaxed and I believe he did also.
     
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                  Davien insisted on making breakfast for us. “I’ll drop you off and save Natalia a stop. Scott can take her to her car when she wakes up.” He looked up from his plate of scrambled eggs and sausage. “Unless you want to spend the day here. You’re more than welcome to stay all day.”
                  “I really need to go home.” I hadn't checked my cell phone since last night and the house phone was probably filled with missed calls.
                  “Got big plans?” I shook my head softly to his question. “Then why not? I could use the company.”
                  “Um.. I just need to get some things done around the house.” He shook his head as if he was upset with me. I was sure being the popular bad boy rock star Davien had much more interesting things to 'handle' besides me.
                  I stayed for the next hour as Natalia continued sleeping in. I even wondered if she really was in Scott’s room or if they had left all night, leaving me alone with Mr. Gorgeous. We were just approaching my street when I realized I had never told him where I lived.
                  I was holding his waist tight when he started to speak over the noise from his bike. “Just remember, Avery, you deserve better.” He was quiet for a moment. “And I was honest with your questions and I hope your were also.” I was kind of hoping it was all in my head that either I was drunk and making things up or maybe, just maybe he was drunk enough to have forgot. But he didn’t.
                  We pulled into my driveway and I lowered my hands from his waist.