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evaporate.
    If sex was all he'd wanted from her, he could have taken advantage of the situation when he carried her upstairs. She was a more than willing participant.
    Lila headed for a hot shower, turning the small radio on in the bathroom. The
    weather people were abuzz with the incoming storm. Evacuations had already started three towns over. She hoped she wouldn't have to abandon her house for higher
    ground. She'd ridden out many storms as a child, but this one was supposed to be larger. The media liked to sensationalize the weather, so maybe it would fizzle out before it hit the coast.
    Two hours later, she was headed into town. Thanks to Cali and Jenson, she'd
    found her car parked in her driveway with a note on the front seat. Lila laughed when she read it.
    Did the sheriff handcuff you to the bedpost?
    No, the sheriff was a perfect gentleman. Today, Lila had to apologize and thank him for getting her home safely. Armed with a freshly baked batch of chocolate walnut brownies, she made her way into the station. The rain hit the ground hard and fast, and the town was quiet. Everyone must have been preparing for the big storm.
    "Yes, the beaches are closed."
    She heard Trevor talking on the phone as she entered the station. He sat at his desk, with his feet propped up on the old wooden structure.
    "We're in the middle of a tropical storm. What do you think?" He hung up as she approached his desk. "What are you doing here?"
    "Hi." She felt the heat creep up the back of her neck. Memories of the night before were more prominent, now that she stood in front of him.
    Oh, God. I asked him to make me come .
    "Lila, what are you doing out in this weather?"
    "I wanted to thank you for getting me home last night. I made you these." She placed the container on his desk. "I wanted to do something nice for you."
    "Brownies?"
    "With walnuts." She felt like a ridiculous teenager, trying to get the jock to notice her.
    "You used to make these for me all the time." He opened the container and took a whiff. "I missed these. Thanks."
    "I haven't made them in years." She couldn't bring herself to make them for anyone other than him. It was her special treat for him.
    "How do you feel?" He tried to suppress a smile.
    "Okay." She laughed. "I've been better, but it serves me right. I don't drink like that, so I'm feeling it today."
    "I drove you to drink."
    "Not you. It was just me being stupid. How badly did I humiliate myself last night?" She remembered his hand in her panties. She also remembered she was the one who put it there.
    "You didn't."
    "Liar." She felt like an idiot.
    "You weren't yourself. It's nothing I haven't done myself." He smiled at her, making her feel even more stupid. "It's forgotten."
    "Thank you." She looked down at her hands. "I guess you'll be pretty busy with the storm."
    "Yeah." He sighed. "As long as everyone stays off the beach and off the roads, we should be okay."
    "Well, I'll let you get back to it. Be careful."
    "Where are you staying?"
    "What do you mean?"
    "During the storm? With Jenson or Cali? I'll check in on you."
    "I'll be up at the house." She'd ridden out many storms before. She didn't see why this one should be any different.
    "By yourself?"
    "I'll be fine." She had firewood, food, candles, and flashlights.
    "We're expecting heavy rains and strong winds. We'll probably lose electricity."
    "I'm not afraid of the dark." She laughed. "But I appreciate your concern."
    "I'd don't like the idea of you being out there alone. If the road washes out, I won't be able to get to you."
    "You won't have to get to me. I'm sure you'll have other things to deal with." She headed for the door. "Take care."
    "Stay at my place." He followed her out. "I'll probably be here most of the night, but I'd feel better, knowing you were close."
    His offer was sweet, but she couldn't take him up on it. She thought about the
    things she'd said to him, when she was drunk, last evening. She was mortified. "Trevor, last night, I did