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Chapter 6

Christine woke up with a dull, throbbing headache and a cotton mouth. Did she really drink so much last night? She couldn't remember exactly what happened last night. Everything is but a faded blur. She didn't want to get up, but needed the bathroom. Slowly she sat up.

Where the hell am I? This isn't my bedroom.

"Oh no, no,no!" Horrified Christine scuttled away from the person lying next to her. Her back touched the headboard. She clutched a pillow to her chest.

Lying next to her, without a shirt on was - Chase fucking Ward. Christine wanted to die. What did they do? How on earth did she get here? He was fast asleep lying on his back. He still had his pants and shoes on. Okay, that's a good sign. Men don't usually wear pants and shoes when they have sex. She groaned, holding her head in both hands. The metal band playing in her brain was getting louder and she wished she could make it stop.

Chase's stormy grey eyes stared back at her. She

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