Author's Note: This is a little shorter and totally Jatie centered but I needed it in here to continue with the plot in the next few chapters. It's a little smutty and I feel like I'm turning Katie into a sex-driven fiend but come on, what 16 year old girl living with a sex god isn't?

I promise to bring the regular plot back next chapter. Don't hate me yet! :)

On a side note: Tell me if I ended too abruptly...

I feel really well rested this morning. With all the shit that has been going on, I can finally say that I had a comfortable sleep with no nightmares or stress or boy drama. I was buttoning up my shorts on my way out of my room when I noticed James sitting on the couch in his pajamas (just the pants..) flipping through channels. I smiled at him and he just blinked up sleepily at me.

"Uhh..good morning sleepy head."

"I'm hungry.." He's pouting. I want to laugh so much right now at how much of a little kid he is but decide to play along.

"Ok, sweety. What do you want for breakfast?" Winning smile. Hahahahaha I'm dying inside at his face right now. It's like a cross between sleepy and trying to comprehend the conversation while slowly catching up.

"I don't know, mommy. Can I get ice cream?" Ok. He caught on.

"No, honey. You know what ice cream does to you. And it's only 10 AM. How about some pancakes?"

He pouted again but realized pancakes were better than nothing and nodded. I set off to work deciding to make extra since Carlos and Logan would be waking up soon, anyway. I set a plate down on the island in the kitchen with a large stack of pancakes, and almost immediately, Logan and Carlos walk out of their rooms straight to the breakfast. It's like they're wolves or something, smelling things in their sleep like that..

"Ooooh pancakes! I want syrup!" Carlos. I grab the syrup bottle from the cabinet and set it down on the table.

"Butter, please?" Polite, Logan. I grab that and set it down, too, and then look over to James expecting him to request something but he's already on his second pancake. Animals, I tell you.

"Ok kids! Let's not make a mess, now. Mama Katie already showered."

They three of them look up at me like I've suddenly grown and extra head and burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, Mama Katie. I'll look after them," Logan said. I smile at him and head back to my room to get dressed for my shopping date trip with James. I'm kind of expecting a mess when I get back out but I try not to think about it. I choose to stay in my shorts but change into a loose tank so that it will be easy for me to try on some clothes. James is already waiting for me when I head out again so we leave immediately. I grab his arm as we're making our way down to the parking lot and grin like a little girl who just got the most expensive doll house on the market as a surprise "just because" gift. But I don't like dolls. I like shoes.

"You're in a good mood today." He looked down at me clutching his arm, practically dragging him to the car so we could make a move to the mall. It was already 12!

"Really? What gave it away?" I gave him a sparkly smile. I'm being so lame today but whatever. I'm in love.. with this day.. Yes.

"Haha oh I don't know. Just a hunch."

"Well I do have the coolest guy I know going shopping with me today." Another cheeky grin. I'm totally getting a treat today.. hopefully it's those shoes I've been eyeing all month.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, Miss Knight."

"I'll be sure to keep it up then, sir." We were at the mall by now and I immediately dragged him into a store.. Huh. Maybe I should have thought this one through because James is looking very uncomfortable right now. It's not that bad but I guess he wouldn't expect to see me in any of these clothes. They're kind of racy and meant for going out.. I call it "being a hoe in a classy manner" because some of their stuff here really does look good when accessorized properly. I ended up ignoring James's awkward face and made my rounds grabbing things from here and there. When I was ready for the fitting room, I glanced back and noticed he was going through the underwear section. He looked uncomfortable but deep in thought.. probably thinking about a girl he'd like to see wearing that lace. I want to tell him I have my own pair at home but I don't want him throwing up on me in public. I wait until he's done and then call him to the fitting room area and set him down with my purse.

"Wait out here. I'll show you what I picked out." He nodded silently.

I go through my things and realize I've picked out a lot of corsets.. this might be awkward. I noticed they look really good with blazers, though! I go out once I put the first animal print corset on and watch his face go from shock to fear to nervous in 3 seconds flat.

"Its..pretty." Haha he practically had to choke that one out. I hope I look a little sexy at least and not like a little kid trying on big kid clothes. After the third one I tried, I decide to give him a break because he looks like he's about to faint. It can't be that bad, can it? Ugh. Losing faith in my body right now. I switch over to shirts and then pick what I want to buy before heading to the shoe section. He stays in place by the fitting rooms. I end up picking up everything I need and paying before heading back and collecting the still frozen James. Wow. I really didn't think I looked that bad. This is depressing.

"Do you want to get lunch now?" I didn't realize it was 3 already.. he must be hungry, that's why he's so quiet.

"Uuh…yeah. Sure." Ok..no eye contact and he's being really fidgety. Odd.

"So..I just need like two dresses and you're off the hook, I promise." I need to get him out of here before he explodes. But I also want these two really awesome dresses. Maybe I won't show it to him when I try it on..

"That's fine. Sorry I was quiet..it was a little..awkward in there." I laughed. He's such a cutie acting like he's never seen a half naked girl before.. or a half naked me before.. I mean we've slept in the same bed together!

"Fantasizing much?" I snort into my soda as he chokes on his. This is so hilarious.

"What? What?"

"I know you were thinking of someone you'd like to see in that lace underwear. Yeah. I saw you."

"Uuh.. Katie. This is not appropriate table talk.."

"Ok ok. Don't have a heart attack." I laugh at him some more and then drag him over to the dress store.

"I'm going to save your eyes and not show you the dresses this time."

"No. I'll look. I don't want you buying something really trashy.."

"…I have good taste you know."

"Clearly. Corsets. I see the sense in that."

I ignore him and head to the fitting rooms section again, already having picked out my dresses. I was a girl on a mission, knowing exactly what I wanted. James. And this one pink dress. And maybe James seeing me in the dress. Or out of it.. I had perfect underwear to go with it, too. Ok stop. This is going too far.

I tried on the black dress first. It was one of those banded dresses, the "Serena van der Woodson" dress as I called it. It fit perfectly and was nice for daytime lunch or nighttime partying. I showed it to James and he looked a little relieved that I hadn't come out in a bandeau and booty shorts or something. He gave me a thumbs up and I went back for the pink dress.

Holy. Damn. Soooo.. about going out to show James.. not happening. Ever. Nope. Sorry. This dress was, and this being a total understatement, begging for sex. It was legit on its knees begging for someone to come ravish it into submission. First of all, it was a little too short just barely going below my ass. Second, it was strapless. Third, it was pink but it had a shimmery leopard print (not too bold, but still noticeable). The waist was pleated with ruffles to the side so it fit perfectly across practically sticking to my skin. I was on fire. I wanted to try it with the new black heels I bought but figured James would not appreciate it. I changed back to my regular clothes and rushed out, making sure to hide the pink dress while paying before he could catch up to me.

"Come on. I'm done." I pretty much ran out of that store.

"I thought you had two dresses.."

"Nope. We're done. Let's go home." I pushed him towards the parking lot and sat silently the whole ride home. I was too busy planning out my pink outfit and where to wear it and who to wear it with. Commando or thong? Strapless bra? I don't have a pink strapless..black it is. Which meant black underwear. This was going to be the best outfit ever.

"Katie..Katie.. KATIE!"

"What? Oh. We're home."

"Are you ok?"

"Yup! Never better!" I jump out of the car and grab my bags and run to the elevator completely ignoring James's protests. He finally caught up to me as the elevator door was opening.

"Woah! Hold on there. I have a surprise for you actually."

"What? Really? Where!"

"Calm down. It's upstairs in the apartment." The elevator could not have been any slower right now.

I run into my room and throw the bags on my bed before running back out waiting for my surprise.

"Sit." Ok.. I head over to the couch and take a seat. Still waiting! Looking around, none of the other boys are here. They're probably at the pool or at their respective girl's apartments.. meaning they won't be home tonight. Oooh.. I like where this is going. No. I lied. It's not going anywhere. Fuck my life.

"Here." I feel something cold pushed against my hand and look down and find myself holding a beer. I look up at James, confused as hell.

"What is this?"

"Beer..?"

"Obviously. But why?"

"Well you're always saying I treat you like a little kid.. so today I decided to branch out and experience adult Katie." I can show you ADULT Katie.

"Oh. Well.. ok then. Let's go!"

Suddenly this turned into a contest to see who could chug the fastest and right now I'm on my final can in the pack. Yes. I was given my own six-pack while James took his own. I don't even know when he bought these but if he was hoarding a secret stash, the boy has been holding out. We decided to take a final can after the six-pack which would decide the official winner. So, here goes my seventh.

I don't remember what happened after that but I see a half-empty bottle of vodka spinning on the counter and I am pretty fucked up. Social drinking, it gets to you eventually. James somehow has made his way over to the couch and to me we both look more high than drunk. James is sprawled out facing me, still at the island, just watching me. His head is resting against the back of the couch and his top shirt buttons are open. Lounging.

I suddenly have a fantastic idea! I walk over, or if I could tell, stumble over to my room and spend the next 15 minutes trying to figure out how to get the pink dress on my body. I look in the mirror before stepping into my heels and walk out. My hair is a little tousled and my lips are pouty giving me the perfect "do me now" look. I stumble back out of my room and walk up to where James is sitting. We stare at each other for what seems like a long time. He's just blinking up at me. I don't know what to do now but all of a sudden I'm getting flashes of my dance so I decide to work with that.

I climb on top of him, straddling him and pushing my face up to his. I grab his hands and make him cup my face. He finally finds his voice.

"Baby..I'm so lonely," he whispers into my hair.

I whisper back. "Let me fix that for you.."

The kiss was sloppy but it got the job done. It was rushed, desperate, and completely animalistic. I was trying to unbutton his shirt but they hated me for some reason so I just ended up ripping it apart. What can I say, I'm a feisty one. He looked down in shock at his shirt and looked back up at me, finally taking control of the situation. I felt him pick me up and walk to my room (being the closest) and dropping me to my bed before climbing on top of me.

"God, you're so sexy." He kind of mumbled that but I caught it. I had my hands on his back so I scratched him lightly in response. His hands were on my thighs now climbing higher to grip my hips under my dress. I arched my back to reach up and kiss him again. When I looked up in his eyes all I saw was lust and a need to do more. My dress was soon on the floor and I was attacking his jeans trying to get them off as quick as possible. I ended up getting back on top of him and let my hands roam over his chest giving him light kisses and sudden bites as I paid attention to his neck. It was a good thing Carlos and Logan weren't home because his moans would have sounded pretty suspicious coming out of my room. We looked at each other one more time, both breathing hard and ready to jump each other at any second. He fingered the sides of my panties and stared straight into my eyes. I was in a state of nirvana. Nothing could have brought me down now. Lowering my head to kiss him and swaying my hips to grind on him, I ended up under him again.

P.S. Who said alcohol doesn't make you horny? Haha ;)