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dreamless slumber as well.

    Kane
    I tried to open my burning eyes, but my head was pounding so freaking bad that I couldn't. This had to be one of the worst hangovers I'd had in a long time, and that was saying something considering I'd been consuming copious amounts of alcohol the last couple of weeks. How long had I been sleeping? The last thing I remember was kissing Kendall and stumbling into her apartment like two sex crazed lunatics. Kendall. My eyes shot open and I found my arms clinging to Kendall's waist like a child. Had I actually slept like this? What the hell is wrong with me? How long had I been like this?
    I glanced at the clock on her nightstand and saw it was almost 8:00 am, which surprised the hell out of me. I hadn't managed to sleep for more than four hours at a time for months now. According to the focused timeline I was currently replaying in my head from last night, it would appear as though I got close to a solid six hours. I couldn't remember if we had sex or not, but the fact that my pants were still on sort of answered that question. A mixture of annoyance and embarrassment shot through me; instead of coming here and having crazy sex with this incredibly sexy woman, I'd passed out and cuddled with her all night. To top it all off, the burning in my eyes had clearly been caused by tears. I fucking cried! Fuck!
    I stared down at her sleeping figure. I could still smell her glorious apple shampoo under a heavy mask of alcohol. I'd been helplessly hypnotized by this woman all night, unable to look away. It was hard to put into words how beautiful, sexy and witty she was. Everything about her called out to me like a siren at sea, causing me to want to be near her. I've met women in countries all over the world and never has anyone affected me the way she did. It was that realization which caused an immense sadness to settle into my chest. I was a mess, and after everything that happened last night I couldn't imagine what she must think of me. She deserved better then what I was able to give her, and even though I knew in my heart that I'd never meet another woman like her I had to get out of here for both our sakes. I slowly removed my arms from her waist and shimmied my way up, quietly stepping off the bed without waking her.
    She let out an adorable sigh before extending her arms out to find the blanket. I must have taken it off her accidently when I got up, so I carefully helped drape it over her, getting a good look at her killer curves. How could I have slept beside this woman all night and not had sex with her? I wanted to slap myself for being such a fucking idiot. Worst of all, I really like her and wish that I could see her again. I wished things were different and that I wasn't so screwed up. I would have loved to get to know her better, but for now getting as far away from her as possible was in her best interest.
    I reached out gently running my thumb across her beautiful puffed out lips. She let out a dreamy sigh that caused me to rethink my whole plan. I wanted change my mind and lie back down beside her, but I couldn't. I'd always be grateful for her company last night. I'd really needed someone and I'd lucked out having a woman like her to spend it with. She'd been so amazing I had completely forgotten why I was in D.C in the first place, but I would have to deal with my asshole 'brother' at some point. The fact that I was abandoning her like a hypocrite killed me. I quickly threw my shirt and boots on grabbing my coat rushing out her apartment feeling so disgusted with myself. Fuck.

    Kendall
    My eyes fluttered open confused at empty space beside me in my bed. “Kane?” I called gently, reaching to the empty spot on the bed as though he'd suddenly appear, “Kane…” I called again, looking around the empty room and wondering where he was. I got up and checked the rooms in my apartment, but he was gone. I put some coffee on thinking maybe he was doing that adorable thing some guys do