He woke up in a cold sweat and looked around the room. Where the hell was he? The last thing he remembered was standing in the pouring rain on a front porch. He stiffened at the thought. Her front porch. He had been on her front porch and she had invited him in. Damn. What else had he done. He sat up and stared down at himself. He was still in his clothes. Damn good. Just damn good.