It was Sunday and Hayley still felt the after effects of the party. She had spent yesterday trying to explain to Alexis why she couldn't keep the car. Of course she had understood that but needed some time to come to terms with it. So her daughter had called Vince and told him to pick her up because she couldn't stand staying in a house that reminded her of her car. She had said she needed to be away until JR had returned the car. And when Hayley had told JR to do so, he had claimed it was the weekend and people don't work on weekends so she should wait till Monday. And now she had to roam around the house and trying to come up with ways to make it up to her daughter. Anyone would be mad if they were told they couldn't keep a car. Fucking moron. She said referring to JR.

"Halebells?"

"Shree? Why are you here?" Hayley asked her friend. It was Sunday which means she wasn't here on business. Not that they did any. All they did was waste time and burn Jim's money since he was the one paying her. Shree would show up and they would catch up or laugh or watch movies and do crazy stuff. Hayley wondered how Jim had found her friend and if he knew they hadn't even started with the 'wedding plans'. 

"Well I told myself that you must be bored and being your best friend what should I do to make you happy?"

"Ship me off to the Himalayas?"

"No silly. Ta da!" Shree replied jumping up and down holding a cigarette.

"You brought me a cigarette?"

"Oh my God Halebells. Not a cigarette but a joint. Let's get high and destroy shit"

"Did I hear someone say joint?" Jazz walked in speed walking towards them.

"Were you eavesdropping?" It was like Jazz had supernatural hearing. The moment someone mentioned parties, or alcohol or joints she would magically appear in front of them.

"Oh no. Just passing when I heard you guys. Ooh are we getting high? I'll go find a lighter" She said then disappeared to the kitchen.

"Shree really? You know how she gets."

"Pfft. Don't worry. Today is your day to relax and not worry about anything. Let's go to the garden"

An hour later all three of them were high with a bottle of tequila in front of them. Apparently in her search for a lighter Jasmine thought tequila would go well with a smoke. Hayley couldn't remember the last time she had smoked weed in her adult life. Shree used to come over to her house with such things when they were in highschool. One time her dad found them passed out in her room and he'd blasted the radio the next day just to teach them a lesson. If they didn't want to wake up with hangovers then they shouldn't drink so much alcohol. Sitting at the garden with Jazz and Shree Hayley started to cry.

"Why are you crying?" Jazz asked wobbly

"I just remembered my dad and I-I miss him so much"

"Aww I miss him too. He was the best dad ever. "Shree sighed next to her. 

"Are you guys drunk?" JR asked. He had wondered why the house was so quiet and decided he was either alone or they were up to something.

"James" Hayley squealed standing up too quickly and throwing herself at him. She knocked him back a couple paces but he caught them both and steadied them before they tumbled down.

"Definitely drunk." he murmured looking down at her.

"You're so handsome." she said caressing his face.

"What did you take?"

"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked him

"Yeah I think you're pretty. What did you guys take anyway?" Jim asked but no one answered him. Instead Jasmine and Shree just giggled.

"J if you think she's pretty then why not kiss her? You guys don't act like a real couple. I've never seen you even peck her." Jasmine observed.

"Jazz go take a shower or sleep it off and mind your own business" he said starting to get irritated.

"Haha haha" she giggled again then started chanting "Kiss her, Kiss her, Kiss her" so that Shree joined her both of getting on his nerves.

"Yeah Kiss me" Hayley said angling her head up to him and puckering her lips.

"You don't know what you're asking for. Let's get you in a shower"

"No. Kiss me right now. Unless you don't like me and you want that Giselle with her perfect everything." Hayley stomped her foot like a spoiled brat.

"Hayley" JR groaned but she pulled his head down and when he still wasn't close enough she stood on her toes and touched her lips with his.

"Argh kiss me" she whined when he didn't move.

"Am too sober for this" he growled then dragging her to one of sofas he sat down pulling her next to him.

"Here" Shree passed him the half smoked weed. She forgot to tell him it was the third one and they were probably long gone that it didn't even register to her.

"No thanks. I'll just settle for the tequila. I'm not getting high"

"He's not getting high but he's getting drunk" Jazz said slurring and they all laughed at him.

Hayley tried to climb onto his lap and he kept pushing her away. JR thought how funny it was that when she woke up tomorrow she would probably want to kill him for jumping his bones. Even if it is all her fault. Taking a shot he downed it then looked at all three of them. They were wasted and if he left them by themselves, there was no telling what they would do. Jasmine was known to be the destroyer of properties. Last time she had thrown a party, she got drunk and well, his father had to live in a hotel for two weeks while they renovated the house. It was that bad with her alone. So he shuddered looking from Hayley to Shree and wondered what they did. But what scared him most was what all three of them combined would do.

This was his house. He had been living in an apartment when his father had a heart attack. It was mild but the doctors told him to take it easy in order to avoid a severe or fatal one. JR had to step in and take most of the workload off his hands and that gave Jim more free time to do God knew what. They decided JR would move in and he insisted he wasn't going to live in his father's house. So Jim sold it and together they bought another one. Whatever his father did JR let him because he knew the old man needed to have his way lest he decided to go back to work. Even when he dropped Hayley and Alexis on him, JR wasn't that worried. Jim would probably get it through his head that he didn't want to marry her and he would buy her a house, open a bank account for her then send her on her way.

"Where did you get that joint from?" he asked no one in particular. Hayley had stopped trying to climb on his lap and she was now exploring his arm and chest running her hands all over him. He took another shot. She was driving him crazy. Jasmine was staring at her hair as if she was seeing it for the first time. Shree looked like she was dozing off.

"Ask Shree. I didn't do anything" Hayley offered still fascinated with his hands.

"Guys do you think I should dye my hair red?" Jasmine asked still looking at her hair.

Shree opened her eyes but didn't move an inch "My man Rich gave them to me. He's my go to guy when I want to relax." she sat up straight with wide eyes looking at him "Do you want coke or heroine" she whispered the last part.

"No miss Adams. I don't do drugs" JR said.

"Pills?"

"No."

"Oh. He has girls too if you want that" She added as an afterthought.

"Hey that's my fiancé. Why are you introducing him to girls?" Hayley said having finished with his body. She was back to climbing on him.

"Yeah Shree." Jasmine piped in. "Hoes before bros or is it dicks?"

"Definitely dicks." Shree told her then slumped back to her seat.

"I should have ignored you guys and just left." JR said allowing Hayley to straddle him. She rested her head on his shoulder nuzzling his neck. She inhaled then sighed murmuring "You smell so nice"

JR lost count how many shots he had taken. At one point he just drank from the bottle. He remembered Hayley attacking his lips and instead of pushing her away, he pulled her in and kissed her. All his frustrations and not being able to forget about their first kiss. Wanting her but not being able to have her. He poured all that into the kiss and Hayley didn't hold back either. He should talk to that Rich guy and order a few joints every once in a while. If she was so compliant when high then he would even cook for her everyday. There was a sensible part of him at the back of his mind telling him that what he was doing was wrong. He was taking advantage of her inebriation and getting his way but he couldn't help himself. He'd been dying to kiss her again and sober or not wasn't going to stop him.

Shree and Jasmine were in their own worlds so paid no attention to what JR and Hayley were doing. Their make out had full on escalated to dry humping and JR was seconds away from ripping her clothes off and doing the real thing audience or not. He stopped her and placing her down on the chair stood up abruptly. This was so wrong in so many levels and if he did something stupid she would hate him forever. That thought unsettled him and he left, heading to his room. They could do whatever they wanted. He didn't care anymore. Besides if they trashed this house, they would just move in with Hayley and that way he would still be able to see her everyday even if he couldn't touch her.

JR slumped on his bed thinking he was crazy. He liked Hayley. She was annoying, rude, and baked the most amazing peanut butter cookies he had ever tasted but she was also kind, a good mother, a decent human being and so beautiful she took his breath away every time he laid his eyes on her. How could he not like her? One day he'd come home and found her painting the maid's nails and laughing with them like they were best friends. Only Jasmine interacted with them. Every other woman he'd invited over acted like they were invisible. She talked to his employees as the people they were and didn't look down on them. How the hell was he supposed to react when she sneered at him but gave Zach his driver cookies and coffee every time he walked in the kitchen?

He had grown up rich and most people tried to please him. Wherever he went people waited on him like he was royalty. Mostly because he was a Rutherford but also because others wanted something from him. A larger tip, a promotion, for him to invest in their companies, his contacts, hell even women wanted to marry him. It was always something with everyone. But Hayley? She just ignored him. Even after he bought her a house, he thought she was going to worship the ground he walked on. He'd seen Giselle's lame attempt at trying to do that when he bought her a necklace or earrings. Hayley just stayed who she was. She didn't change her attitude towards him and as much as it puzzled and annoyed him it also made him happy. For once she made him work for it.

He hadn't realized that he'd fallen asleep until he felt the bed dip and a weight settle next to him. His sleepy mind registered it was Hayley and when she settled herself next to him he pulled her into his body as if that was natural. She lay her head on his chest and together they fell asleep. JR woke up first and wondered where he was. He tried to remember if he had left the house but nothing. Something moved against him nuzzling his neck and everything came back to him in a flash. The drinking, the make out. What he didn't remember was inviting whoever was next to him in his bed.

Looking at the clock on his bedside table it said 4:30am. He had slept for half a day and then all night. He was forgetting something. The more he tried to remember the more whatever it was evaded him. Flicking on the light he looked down at Hayley's face. She was sleeping peacefully and for once he really looked at her without restraining himself. Her mouth was slightly open forming an O. Her lips were so soft and he wanted to kiss her but didn't want to disturb her. He studied her and decided he would like to wake up like that everyday and if he was lucky make love to her before starting his day. For a moment he considered what would happen if he agreed to actually marry her. If he told his father to step aside so that he could date her and convince her to marry him. Would she agree? They had chemistry, no one could deny that. If he put aside his pride, they could be happy. That thought was cut short when she stirred.

It took Hayley a few seconds to realize her pillow was warm. Half her body was on top of "JR?" she asked when she looked up and saw him. He didn't smile or move an inch. He just stared at her with the most peculiar look on his face. "Why are you in my bed?"

"The real question here is why are you in my bed?" he asked her prompting her to look around. True to his word this was his room. His bed.

"What happened?" her heart started beating faster. Did she? 

"Aside from getting high and jumping my bones? I don't know. Why don't you tell me?"

"What?"

"You got high yesterday. I came to find out what was going on and you kissed me even though I kept stopping you. And when I left, you followed me and slipped in my bed. Don't worry I didn't peep when you were changing your clothes." he told her and saw the moment she processed everything and her anger started rising. She sat up and shoved him.

"What did you do? How dare you take advantage of me when I was drunk? You're such a bastard"

"Hayley" he tried to tell her nothing happened but she was on a roll.

"I can't believe you. What kind of a person are you? Who takes advantage of drunk people? You pervert. I can't believe I thou....aaah" she shrieked when he pounced on her and she found herself flat on her back with him hovering above her.

"Shut up. Nothing happened because I'm not a pervert. I wouldn't do that to you. If I'm going to Fuck you, I'll make sure you remember every second of it. I've been waking up with hard ons ever since I met you. I eat, breath, sleep you, hell you're even in my dreams fulfilling all my fantasies. I can't sleep with another woman without seeing you. Even when I'm buried deep inside someone else all I see is you. I want to lick and taste every Fucking inch of you and when I go down on you, I want you to remember my tongue on your pussy. I want you to have your wits about you so that you'll scream my name when you cum in my mouth. I want you to remember me taking you from the front, behind, sideways, under you. Whatever position you've ever known. I want you to limp around for days, weeks even remembering that you're all sore because of me and me alone. So don't you dare accuse me of things I haven't done because next time I won't be such a gentleman." he said glaring at her for a full minute then jumped off the bed and walked into his bathroom clad in his boxers.

Hayley didn't miss the way his erection pressed on his underwear. She was hot all over and had forgotten to breathe at some point. She exhaled, jumped from his bed and sprinted to her room.  Holy Fucking Shit!  She swallowed then slumped against the door sliding to the floor. How was she going to get all those images from her head?

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*Clears throat* 

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