“Yes!”
“Oh, wow. Shit just got really interesting. Where’s Tucker?”
Tucker? How in the hell would I know where Tucker was?
“I don’t know! I don’t care. Terri. I don’t know where I am. He could come back any minute, and I’m standing here naked. Oh my God. Do you think I had sex with him?”
“Do you feel like you had sex?”
Stopping, I jumped around a bit. “No. I’d be sore if I did, right? Fuck if I know, it’s been so long.”
Terri sighed. “It really has been that long. You’ve done forgotten how it feels, huh?”
“Aww, hell, Mr. Pootie!”
“I’m sure he’s fine. Let’s get back to what happened between you and Tucker last night.”
I shook my head as I glanced around the room for my clothes. Dropping to my knees, I looked under the bed.
“Why are we talking about Tucker? I have bigger problems.”
Then I heard a male voice clear his throat.
“Oh God,” I whispered. “He’s in the room, Terri. I’m naked! I can’t find my clothes.”
Terri laughed. “Okay, well, have fun. Tell Tucker I said hey.”
My brows furrowed, and I was about to say something when the line went dead.
It was then I felt the change in the room, and everything from last night came crashing back into my poor brain, causing my head to pound harder.
Slowly lifting up, I peered over the bed, only to find Tucker leaning up against the doorjamb. He wore a shit-eating grin on his face, and fuck me, he looked so gorgeous.
Oh no.
I swallowed hard. “Um … I can’t, um. Well, it appears I am … you see, I can’t find my, ahh … the dress I had on.”
Jesus. Why do I act like an idiot around him? Why!
“Your clothes had throw up on them. They’re almost dry.”
My stomach dropped. “Did we … ?”
He smiled. Full on dimples and all.
God, I want him. Even in my current hungover condition, I’ve never wanted this man more than right now.
Wait. No. I don’t!
Yes … yes, you do.
Crap. What if I already had him? And I don’t remember. I’m going to be so pissed off if we had sex and I don’t remember it.
“No, we didn’t sleep together, and for the record, you got yourself undressed.”
Relaxing, I let out the breath I didn’t realize I held in.
He pushed off and pointed to his dresser. “Find something of mine to put on until your clothes dry. I put them in the wash last night but fell asleep and forgot to move them to the dryer. I washed them again since they sat in there for a few hours.”