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hell? Where am I? I woke up and saw a different bed. I was lying down on a bed exactly like the in Tristan’s home.
    Hell, I’m still at his house. Reality slowly sunk in. I remembered the shirtless man's chest and my naked breasts pressed against him. Why did I sleep here? “Oh, yeah, the storm warning.” Last night when I was about to call the cab, they issued a storm warning in the ,so Tristan insisted that I sleep at his house just to be safe. And here was I, sleeping on his bed. It felt weirdly good, and I fell back on the soft pillows, inhaling his scent.
    He was a gentleman to sleep out on the couch. Not that I would have minded him sleeping with me. The naughty thoughts about sleeping with him flowed through my mind, pushing my body into the swirls of heat. It had been a year since I’d touched a man. Was I getting desperate?
    I wanted to sleep longer, but my stomach was calling for food. I thought he would have something edible in his refrigerator, but the bachelor didn't have anything. A few eggs and a carton of milk were the sole contents of his refrigerator. “How does this man live?”
    What should I do? Call some home delivery? I went back to his bedroom for my phone, but it was dead and I didn't have my charger. So, finally, I had to cook something for me and as I was in his home, I decided to cook for him as well.
    Half an hour later, I served breakfast to Tristan and ate myself. I had lots of things planned that afternoon so, after I cleaned up the kitchen, I took a cab home.
    I called Carrie as soon as I got back to my room.
    “Hey, where have you been? Your phone’s been switched off since last night. I was worried about you,” Carrie rambled without a single break.
    “I was stuck with Tristan at his house. Are you free this afternoon? I have to do some shopping and was hoping that you would come with me.” I took a breath.”I'm starting training with Tristan today.”
    “What? Let me hear that again. You were at Tristan's house last night, for a whole night. Did you just say all night?”
    “Yes,” I said. I knew her mind must have been working in weird ways by now.
    “Did you sleep with him?” Her voice changed in the blink of an eye.“That’s huge, Nikki.”
    “No.” My eyebrows raised. If she’d been in front of me, I would have hit her on the shoulder for asking me such a stupid question.“I'm not sleeping with him and you know why.”
    “I...I just thought...”
    “My car had a flat tire and there was a storm warning for that area.”
    “Okay. That’s fine, I understand,” she said sarcastically.
    “I'll never you if you don't get your butt here in the next hour,” I said, laughing, and ended the call.
    I stretched, feeling a little sore, and realized I needed a bath. When I went into the bathroom and caught my reflection in the mirror, I realized I was still wearing his t-shirt. I lifted it to my nose, and it smelled like him very much. With that scent, the memories of his sculpted chest and six-pack came flooding back to my mind, my sex tightening in desire. We’d really had an erotic encounter last night, as brief as it was, and I knew I wanted another one.
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    “O kay, tell me in detail what you did with him.” Carrie sat on my bed, her expression full of questions. She was very curious about my  night and she just wouldn't just let it go until I told her the truth.
    “Nothing happened, Carrie. I'm not sleeping with him and I didn’t. My tire went flat and I got wet. And beyond that a storm warning was issued for that area, so I slept in his bedroom.”
    She threw a pillow at me.“Woo-hoo. And he slept in the same bed, but then we were like kids so we just cuddled and slept after a sweet kiss.” She made a smooch face.“You expect me to believe that?”
    I giggled.“Nothing happened. We didn't kiss and he slept on the couch.” I threw the pillow back.
    She looked at me for a second.“I can see it went well, whatever happened. After all, it's been a while