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I’ll kill you.” I expected Aaron to get up and lunge for Josh. But he just sat there. Was he too drunk to move as well? That didn’t usually stop him.
    Sighing, I scrubbed my face with my hands. Nights always ended in arguments now and I was tired of it.
    â€œStop!” Courtney shouted. “End it now.”
    I clenched my fists. How could she not see who Josh really was? That he was the instigator? Aaron shook his head and took another swig from his bottle of vodka, finishing the last drop. I wanted to get up and leave the room, but I couldn’t even raise my arm. My eyes suddenly weighed a ton again. I was so over this. I felt horrible. I probably looked it too. The room spun, and I my limbs got lighter and lighter, like they were going to lift and I’d float off. Snuggling into the sofa with a throw pillow, I drifted.
    It only felt like minutes later when I was woken up by the bravest human on earth. I don’t come out of sleep gracefully. This had better be good. “What?” I growled. Blake’s very amused expression was the first thing I saw when I reluctantly opened my eyes.
    His eyes lit up and he grinned. “Your shirt.”
    I propped myself up on one elbow and looked down. My shirt was still on, so I didn’t know what he was going on about. “What? My what, Blake?”
    â€œIt’s…” He traced his finger along my hip bone, where my shirt had ridden up an inch or two, showing a small slice of skin. Oh. I tried to breathe normally, but my senses were on overload. His intense gaze was all I could see, and that woody, masculine aftershave was all I could smell. His fingertip trailing over my skin tickled and left me breathless.
    I looked around to see if anyone else was awake. Kyle and Aaron were sprawled and snoring on the floor. Courtney and Josh were nowhere to be seen, probably upstairs. Hypocrites. “You woke me up to touch my stomach?” I asked as calmly as I could.
    â€œNo, I woke you up to see if you’ve known me long enough to let me take you to bed yet.”
    No, he hasn’t, but I can feel all logic jumping right out of the window. I’ve never wanted someone I barely knew before, but Blake is different.
    My eyebrows shot up in shock, but my heart raced with excitement. I didn’t know Blake, not really, but I couldn’t get my brain to function well enough to convince me of that. Before I could reply, Blake’s lips touched mine, and that was when logical thought ended. I let him take me upstairs.
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    Saturday, August 8
    I cracked my eyes open and they were immediately stung by the evil morning light. It didn’t help that the room was a bright yellow. Groaning, I ran my hands over my face. I felt like I’d been hit by a bus. My head throbbed, and every time I swallowed, I felt as if I were downing sawdust. To make matters worse, this time Blake wasn’t waking me up. My hangovers weren’t usually this bad. Last night, I had drunk a lot, but nowhere near enough to feel as awful as I did. When had I become such a humongous lightweight? Blake lay on his side, with one arm and one leg thrown over me. He looked peaceful. Whatever weighed on his mind during the day didn’t trouble him while he slept.
    Biting my lip, I watched him sleep, feeling a bit like a creeper. I had never had a one-night stand, so my experience with the morning after was nonexistent. I knew the general idea was to leave ASAP, but in this situation, that was impossible. We were spending the weekend in the same secluded place, and it’s not like I had my own car.
    Oh God. I had a one-night stand! I tried to calm myself. It’s fine. You’re an adult, remember? Adults do this all the time. But I didn’t. Why had I allowed myself to sleep with Blake when I hadn’t even known him twenty-four hours?
    Shut up, it’s fine. You’re allowed to be into a guy, to have a good time.
    I had to get