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“You know, I didn’t take you for a screamer,” Nate deadpanned.
Olivia nearly choked on her drinking. “What?”
“It’s a wonder my neighbors aren’t complaining. Plus, my back’s sore from all those scratches. I almost couldn’t bear putting a t-shirt on,” he continued, oblivious to Olivia’s slowly reddening face.
“We… we…” Olivia could only stammer, unable to put her suspicions into words. “I would never—”
“For someone I haven’t slept with, you’re doing a great job of wounding my ego,” Nate said wryly at Olivia’s apparent resistance to the idea.
“Haven’t… Oh, I hate you,” Olivia wailed, hitting Nate with a pillow.
“Sorry, sorry! I couldn’t resist! Your expression was precious.” Nate couldn’t stop laughing even as Olivia repeatedly pummeled him. He had to beg for mercy, trying to catch his breath, just to make her stop.
“Look, you passed out last night. I don’t know how to reach Cheryl, your phone was dead, and I don’t know where you live. I sure as hell couldn’t leave you plastered at the bar, so I decided I should let you stay the night here. Because I’m such a nice guy who doesn’t take advantage of women when they’re passed out in bars, you know.” There was bit of reproach in his voice, presumably about her thinking the worst of him.
“Uhm. Thank you for looking out for me,” Olivia grudgingly said.
It turned out that Olivia had more reasons to thank Nate than just giving her a place to crash for the night as he recounted everything else she missed. While her party girl days were over, her getting wasted in random bars, it appeared, weren’t.
“I managed to wash the vomit out of your clothes, but I only have a spin dryer, so they’re still hanging in the bathroom to dry,” he mentioned. That was when she realized that she wasn’t in her own clothes, but in a plain t-shirt and shorts that weren’t hers. And that she wasn’t even wearing a bra.
Sensing her discomfort, Nate added, “Don’t forget to thank the building’s maintenance person on duty last night. Thankfully, there was a woman on last night’s shift. She helped you wash up and change out of your clothes. Not that I’d have minded, but I had a feeling you would.”
He was still chuckling as he retreated. “Breakfast is in the kitchen, by the way,” he added, stepping back before Olivia could retaliate with another pillow attack. “You better get up soon. I have no intention of canceling class just because you’re hung over.”
“Oh, Liv? When something happens to us, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to forget it.” Nate had a confident smirk on his face, so Olivia couldn’t resist sending a pillow flying his way.
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