"There's a whole world out there you need to experience. You need to try things, make mistakes, and move on from them. I don't want to be one of thosemistakes."
"Fine," she said,annoyed.
Lucky felt drunk, but she couldn't say if it was because of the alcohol or because of Jude. Whenever she saw him she felt dizzy, like the room was spinning. She stood up to leave and lost her balance, but Jude quickly caught her and helped her back onto thecouch.
"Stay here. The couch pulls out, you can takethebed."
"I guess I'll be one of the many who get to say they spent the night in JudeMorrison'sbed."
Lucky giggled softly. Her eyelids felt heavy and her body slowly relaxed as the day finally caught up with her. As Jude carried her into the bedroom, she wondered if she was dreaming. How could she be so lucky to be inhisarms?
Jude pulled the sheets back and placed her on the bed. He took her shoes off then pulled the blankets up around her. He left the room and came back with a glass of water, which he placed on the nightstandbesideher.
As he kissed her forehead, Lucky wanted to pull him close to her, but she was too tired. She silently cursed herself for being so tired as he walked out of the room and closed the door. She imagined him sitting on the couch, the light reflecting off the muscles of his bare chest. He opened his notebook and worked on lyrics to a song. Lucky didn't think it was possible, but Jude managed to get evenhotter.
