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I couldn't keep from flinching from the ache. "I fell off the couch and bumped my head."

He stared hard at me. "You didn't fall, did you?"

I hated the look of despair in his eyes. I caught his fingers in mine.

"We must have fallen asleep. You must have had a nightmare from the yelling that was happening in the movie. You were jerking around a lot, and I slid to the floor."

"I forced you, you mean. I remember pushing at someone in my dream."

I couldn't deny it, so I kept my eyes on his chest.

"Oh, god, baby! I'm so sorry. You know I'd never hurt you intentionally, right?" He pulled me onto his lap and kissed the tender spot on my cheek. "I'm so sorry."

I turned my head, so our lips met. "I'm fine. Must have been some dream, though."

"Mm. Must have been the movie."

He kissed me again so sweetly I thought I'd melt.

"I guess we ended up spending the night together after all. Really, Ms. Hart, I'm not sure what kind of guy you think I am."

I giggled and savored a few more of his kisses. "What time is it, anyway?" I finally asked.

He glanced at his watch and seemed surprised. "A little after seven." He beamed at me. "I never sleep this late. You're either very good or very bad for me."

"Seven!" I scrambled to my feet and started searching for my shoes and purse. "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! I can't believe I stayed the whole night. I need to get going soon. I have to be at church in a couple of hours."

"I'll take you home in a few minutes. But first come here."

I came to stand within the circle of his arms. He pulled me close and peered down at me. "I'm glad you were here with me last night. Thank you for giving me a chance. I'm sorry you had such a violent wakeup call.”

I lifted up on my toes to kiss him.

"You can't help what you dream, right? But I'm glad you found me last night."

He scowled. "When I saw that asshole with his hands on you, being so disrespectful, I saw red. He's lucky I only hit him once."

"You do realize the irony of that, don't you? You kissed me without knowing my name, not to mention how you spoke to me the first time in your office?" I stated wryly.

He smirked. "Totally different. In that case, I was the asshole, and I'd wanted to put my hands all over you since I saw you float down the aisle at Derek's wedding."

"Oh," I answered smugly. "That's totally different."

He tapped me on the nose. "Glad you agree."

He held my hand the entire trip to my apartment. And once we got there, he came around to meet me as soon as I got out of the car to walk me to my door. I wished it wasn't Sunday morning, or that no one would notice if I didn't show up at church. I wasn't ready to say goodbye to him.

"Would you like to come in? I could make some coffee?"

Jax shook his head. "As much as I'd like to, I'd better not. I'm afraid you'd end up late, and I doubt your dad would be happy about that. Can I see you later, though?"

As if on cue, my phone rang. Jax cringed as he recognized the ringtone. "How does he do that?" He shook his head while I answered.

"Hi, Daddy." I did my best to make my voice sound casual and not the breathless way I was feeling standing here with Jax. We spoke only a couple of minutes before I ended the call.

"A couple of Sunday School teachers called out. He needs me to fill in, so I have to go early." I held back asking him to come along. I didn't want to appear clingy, and I knew Jax well enough by now that if he wanted to come, he would have already said so.

"Go. Earn your halo." He grinned and kissed me again. It was sweet and tame, but neither of us seemed to be the one who wanted to pull away first.

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