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think we’ll both agree that we were drinking and things just sort of got out of hand. I’m sure you don’t want to put our friendship at risk any more than I do so I think it would be best if we just pretended this never happened. After all we’re both mature adults and there is no reason for one stupid night to ruin a great friendship, right?” She gave him a hopeful look as she finished her long-winded speech.
    Jordan hadn’t known what to expect when Michaela began talking, but it certainly wasn’t that she wanted them to be just friends. How he could he possibly be lying here naked in her bed after sharing not one but several very intimate lovemaking sessions and then be informed that he had been relegated to the friend zone once again? He had been so sure that he had left it behind, never to be revisited. “You want us to be friends?” he asked slowly, positive he must have misunderstood the intent of her little diatribe.
    She nodded her head smiling reassuringly. “Yeah, we’re friends, just like always.”
    Jordan watched those cute little chestnut curls bounce while she nodded her head. The thought drifted through his mind that he was in love with a lunatic. She wanted to be friends after the incredible evening they had just shared; it didn’t make sense. What could possibly be going through that curly topped head of hers? Was she really not interested in him in that way? She had seemed extremely interested last night, but then again she had been under the influence. No fucking way was he returning to the friend zone.
    She watched a number of expressions cross his face as he absorbed what she had to say. Then a hard look she had never before seen appeared. “No!” His voice was hard, uncompromising.
    Startled by both the tone of his voice and his monosyllabic response she could only respond in a stunned voice. “No?”
    “No,” he said, as he got off the bed oblivious to his nudity. He bent down and began picking up the discarded condom wrappers. He walked over to her and held them up to her face. “What are these?”
    She could feel the restrained fury vibrating through his body and shit, he was sporting a very big erection. To say she felt intimidated was an understatement. This was a side of Jordan she had never seen before. Where was her relaxed, easy going friend? “Mmmm…condom wrappers?”
    His voice was tight as he said, “That’s right, and how many are there?”
    Okay so he was really pissed. She felt her anxiety go up one more notch. “Four?”
    He threw the wrappers down on the floor in obvious frustration. “That’s right, four. We didn’t have one quick and dirty session of drunken sex that we can’t remember. We had sex all night long. Not once, but four times, and let’s not forget that I went down on you in your living room before we even made it to the bedroom. So do you remember all of those times?”
    She cringed inwardly. Okay so this was getting awkward. “Well, yes of course I do.”
    “So you really weren’t that drunk that you can say you didn’t know what you were doing, were you?” he asked in an aggressive tone.
    Was she on trial? Cause it was beginning to feel that way. “Okay, so I guess I wasn’t that drunk, but really do you want to ruin a friendship because of little too much champagne?”
    His patience was at the end and his irritation was growing by the minute. He looked directly into her eyes and said, “ I did not have too much champagne. Do you really think the only reason I slept with you was because I was drunk?”
    Okay so who was this guy anyway? “Well, I guess I sort of did.”
    He grabbed her chin firmly between his fingers. “Let’s get this straight, I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I’ve been waiting for you to get over your breakup with Noah. It wasn’t accidental sex, Michaela.”
    “Really? I mean, we’ve been friends for a while and nothing has ever happened, so I just thought nothing ever