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credit card without a word, desperately hoping her
expression didn't portray how confused she was by all of this. Philip wasn't
acting as if he was mad at her, but he also wasn't giving any indication of the
amazing sex they'd just had, as if it had never happened. It wasn't like she
was expecting him to treat her like a girlfriend, but was it too much to ask
for just a little bit of emotion?
    “Get some rest,” Philip gave her a half-smile. “You're going to need
it.”
     
    Jennifer grinned as she watched him climb into the limo. There it was,
that brief acknowledgement that told her he hadn't forgotten what they'd done,
that it was still on his mind. It was enough for now.
    “Miss?” The limo driver opened the door for her.
     
    “Thank you,” Jennifer said as she got into the vehicle. She was still
replaying every moment of her and Philip’s encounter when she arrived at her
apartment.
     
    As she walked up the stairs, she forced herself to focus. Rachel would
be waiting, eager for details.  Just as she'd suspected, the moment the
door opened, she saw her roommate sitting on the couch, an expectant expression
on her face. Rachel's dark hair was pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, and she
was wearing her flannel pajama pants. Any worry that Jennifer had that the
up-and-coming chef would need to rush away to work vanished. Rachel was ready
to stay in for the night, which meant she wouldn't rest until she'd extracted
every last detail of the trip and the events leading up to it from Jennifer.
    “I'll tell you everything,” Jennifer said preemptively. “Just let me
take a quick shower first.”
    “Oh, alright ,” Rachel nodded. She gave Jennifer a sweet smile.
“Don’t take too long! I'll be waiting.”
     
    “I'm sure you will,” Jennifer sang back to her as she rushed to her
room.
    ***
     
    After taking her shower, Jennifer rummaged through her drawers, her wet
hair dripping onto her shoulders as she searched for her favorite pajamas. The
clock told her it was nearly nine o'clock, but her body disagreed. She knew she
was going to be up for a while answering questions and she wanted to be
comfortable doing it.
     
    “There you are,” she grabbed onto the faded cotton pants. Once dressed,
she quickly fixed her hair into two braids. A glance in the mirror told her
that the pigtails and her honey bunny pajamas made her look like a child, but
she didn't care. She just wanted to curl up on the couch and talk to her best
friend. She didn't need to look like a grown-up while doing it.
     
    “Jennifer!” Rachel called from the living room. “There's some guy here
to see you.”
    A shiver of desire ran through her as Jennifer reached for the
doorknob. She hesitated, looking down at what she was wearing. Did she really
want Philip to see her this way? Then again, she thought, it wasn't like they
were at work. This was her home. He couldn't expect her to be anything but
herself here, could he?
     
    Jennifer set her jaw. She was comfortable and if Philip didn't like it,
then maybe he should've told her that he was coming to her place and how he
wanted her to dress. Butterflies danced in her stomach as she opened the door
and headed for the living room, unable to stop the smile on her face.
     
    “Phil-” she stopped, pleased expression turning to one of near-horror.
     
    Golden hair and brown eyes. Tall, muscular, with a strong, masculine
face. The corners of his mouth lifted into a soft smile as he responded to her
presence, “Jennifer!”
    Jennifer couldn't breathe. She could barely say his name. “B-Brad?”

Chapter 6
     
    Jennifer Brooks stood in her living room, wearing her comfy 'hunny
bunny' pajamas, thick brown hair in two pigtails, still wet from the shower.
She couldn't seem to process what – or rather who – she was seeing. He hadn't
changed. The first memory hit her hard.
     
    It was her first day of high school and she was petrified. Jennifer had
been happy as an eighth grader in her small town