I hope everyone who celebrates Thanksgiving had a nice Holiday. It was great being home on break but I'm back at school now and have two weeks of finals— it's safe to say you won't be seeing much of me for the next three weeks, so I figured I'd get this up before I disappear again. By mid-December though, I'll be off from school for about six weeks so I'll have plenty of time to write and hopefully finish this story. Thanks for all the love :) - Jill
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A gentle breeze blew in from the beach, causing the window curtains to part, allowing for a bright beam of sunlight to cast across Haley's sleep-closed eyes. Feeling the light on her face, she slowly peeled open her eyes and smiled at her surroundings. It was the third morning she awoke in Nathan's beach house with his arm haphazardly thrown across her bare stomach. To be honest, they hadn't really left the bed since she arrived the other night— now that their summer together officially started, neither one was willing to pull apart.
Haley stirred slightly but made no move to even attempt to get out of bed. She would have tried to bury her face into Nathan's chest to block out the light and try to get some more sleep, but when she turned in his arms, she was met with his bright blue eyes boring right into her sleepy stare.
"Good morning, beautiful."
Haley's lips pulled into an eager grin, "Mornin', handsome."
Like a gravitational pull, their lips forcefully fused together and felt like two planets colliding. Even though Nathan was no novice when it came to knowing Haley's lips, his tongue darted around her mouth like an eager explorer. Their breathy moans resounded through the room, synching with the sound of crashing waves in the near distance— it was truly the perfect morning.
Within seconds, Haley was straddling her man, smirking against his lips when she felt his morning wood. "I see you're already up," she teased, palming his naked chest.
Nathan let out a husky chuckle and cupped her backside that was now free from hiding behind the thin white sheet. "I'm always up for you, Haley James."
She giggled softly and let her lips sink back onto his, capturing another wave of heat through both their veins. Haley ground her hips softly onto his lower anatomy, with nothing but the thin sheet separating their sweaty bodies— the friction was simultaneously delicious and downright torture.
"I love you," Haley whispered in the outer shell of his ear, just seconds before sinking her teeth gently onto the hard cartilage.
She felt him smile into her neck, the vibrations instantly sending a volt to her core. "I love you, more."
Now that they've finally said those three little words and felt the one hell of a feeling, they hadn't been able to stop expressing it. It was always during the most random of times, too. Like yesterday, Haley had just taken a bite out of her pizza and felt Nathan's fiery stare. She asked him what was wrong, but he simply smiled and said 'I love you.'
She giggled and nearly choked on the string of cheese hanging from her mouth, but leaned over and kissed him. 'I love you, too.'
The stress from the media was almost completely forgotten. Of course, Nathan's little incident with Mike Swan was highly publicized, but once the media found out what the fight was about, people were idolizing Nathan for standing up for her. Now though, it was almost like it never even happened. The new scandal this week was about how some actress was caught shooting heroin in the back of her trailer, and news about America's favorite couple 'Naley' was history. Now they were both able to live in peace; Nathan's beach house was practically a resort in the corner of heaven. Haley absolutely loved Tree Hill.
Unfortunately, their intense make-out session didn't last long. The sound of Haley's stomach growling tore her off of Nathan, and in search of a pillow to hide her embarrassment.
"I guess that's my cue to feed you, huh?"
Haley tried to hide her blush, "sorry. I guess I'm hungry from all the 'activities' we participated in last night."
He laughed and swung his legs over the mattress in the midst of trying to locate his pajama pants. "We did burn a lot of calories," she caught his wink from across the room. "Alright, what can I get for you, babe?"
"Hmm," she pretended to think about it but licked her lips instead. "Chocolate chip pancakes. Extra chocolate chips."
Instead of pajama pants, Nathan slid into a pair of jeans and threw on the first t-shirt in his drawer. It was grey and had Duke spelled out in navy blue lettering. "I'm gonna have to run to the store and pick up a few things considering we haven't left in three days," he smirked.
Haley pouted childishly, "I don't want you to leave."
Nathan walked back to the bed and groaned. She was still very much naked, and the sheet did absolutely nothing to hide her generously sized breasts. "Believe me, leaving is the last thing I want to do right now. Especially with you in my bed looking like this," she blushed at his stare, "but I'll be quick."
He heard her little giggle, "Oh, but baby you've never been quick. Especially not last night."
Nathan put his tongue to the side of his cheek and puffed his chest proudly, "That's because I know how to take care of my girl."
Haley stretched languidly in the bed, a smile of agreement landing over her lips. "You sure do."
They shared one more brief kiss before Nathan pulled away to grab his wallet off of the dresser. Haley's eyes never left his sexy body— he moved around the room so effortlessly. Not to mention the veins in his arms looked extra prominent this morning. God, she wanted to drag him back to bed immediately.
"See you later, Hales. Don't go too far," he winked over his shoulder and disappeared down the hall.
She groaned softly. Sleep would be futile now, so Haley stretched and untangled herself from the sheets, deciding it was time she go out into the sunshine too. She threw on a pair of bikini bottoms and one of Nathan's t-shirt's. There was no use in wearing a bathing suit top when she'd just end up taking it off. Tan lines were a bitch. Plus, the deck was fairly private enough, so Haley didn't need to worry about any pervy neighbors. After piling her hair into a messy bun and grabbing her suntan lotion, she made her way out onto the sundeck and threw the shirt just inches away from the pool. When Nathan got back, he'd probably forget about the pancakes and just take her right there. She smirked at the thought. He could never keep his hands off of her— then again, she couldn't contain herself around him either. She felt like a damn teenager.
In the short time Haley lay lounging on the sun chair, the clocks seemed to have stopped working. She lost track of how long she'd been out there— in reality it was probably only about fifteen minutes, but the morning sun soaking on her back was the only thought in her head. It felt so good not having to worry about anything. She nearly fell asleep; her head was resting between the space of her crossed arms, and all she had on were a pair of thin white bikini bottoms. Nathan would lose it when he laid eyes on her.
Her bare back was a canvas getting painted under the sun. She'd have to turn soon to tan her stomach, but the position she was in was much too comfortable.
She didn't even stir when minutes later, she heard the front door open. A sexy grin parted her lips, waiting for Nathan to find her. Suddenly, pancakes weren't the only thing she was craving anymore.
"Well, well," she heard a gruff voice other than Nathan's and let out a loud gasp. "What a nice surprise. It's been a while since I've had a nice piece of ass like yours."
Haley yelped in desperation, wishing the shirt she threw off her body didn't land by the pool. Here she was, practically naked in front of some man openly leering at her breasts. She wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole. She never had a problem with the size of her breasts but right now she was wishing they were smaller so her hands could cover them better. "Who the hell are you?"
The man smirked. Her front was even nicer than the back, if not equally as nice. "I could ask you the same thing. What are you doing in my beach house?"
"Your beach house?" She muddled, "No, it's not. My boyfriend lives here and if he finds you he's going to freak out, so you better leave or I'll call the cops."
The man stepped closer to Haley, urging her to shrink under his scrutiny. He was large and intimidating, blocking out the sun and casting a shadow over her hunched body. She heard him scoff, "Your boyfriend, huh? So which one of my son's are you fucking? Lucas is married so unless you're the side-chick, it must be Nathan, right? He always did go after women with tits bigger than their brains."
Haley wanted to hurl. This was Nathan's father? Oh my God. What a disgusting pig!
"Mr. Scott," she mumbled, "can you please leave? You're really creeping me out."
Dan laughed menacingly, "You want me to leave? Oh, honey, let me tell you something— I own this house and everything in it."
She gulped. Where the hell was Nathan?"
"Nathan didn't tell me you were stopping by today," she grit.
"He didn't know either," Dan continued leering down at her, "I was in town for some business and thought I'd drop by. I didn't know my son and his latest toy were playing house here."
Haley narrowed her eyes, "Not that it is any of your business, but I'm not Nathan's 'toy.' We've been together for a while."
Dan grinned upon recognition. "Oh, that's right. You're that singer he was pictured with. I didn't think that would last this long, seeing as Nathan's such an eligible bachelor around Tree Hill."
The lump in Haley's throat grew larger and the knot in her stomach twisted into a tighter coil. Dan Scott was evil. No wonder Nathan barely talked about him.
Dan continued, "and, no offense to my son, but shouldn't you be with someone… I don't know. Famous? Nathan really has nothing to offer you, sweetie. He had a life here before you, you know. And there's not a woman in this town who isn't lusting over him. I'm sure you won't be in Tree Hill forever, so you better watch your back young lady."
"Nathan loves me," she grit. What kind of father implies their son will cheat on his girlfriend? God, she wanted to punch this guy.
He snorted loudly, "Love? Yeah, right. Nathan doesn't do love. I just can't understand why someone with your prestige, good looks and money would be with Nathan. Like I said, he has nothing to offer you so you're wasting your time."
"I love him, too," she declared adamantly.
"God, you really must be brainless," Dan shook his head, "but I'd bet you're good in bed. I guess I know why Nathan's dating you now. He probably needs the money too considering his mother and I cut him off. Like I said, watch your back. When you're prancing around stage in Hollywood, Nathan's probably out here screwing every woman who looks his way. Love, my ass."
Haley wanted to stand up and shove this prick in the pool, but she didn't want to risk him catching the slightest glimpse of her breasts. "Nathan's not like that. As his father you should really know that," she spit.
"What I know," Dan growled, "is that whatever this little 'relationship' you two have isn't going to last. Nathan's life is in Tree Hill. He chose this. He belongs to settle down with someone who can accommodate his needs— someone who can stay at home and raise his children. He doesn't need some Hollywood whore running him around the world. Maybe if you weren't so damn selfish, you'd see that!"
Haley felt the tears springing to her eyes but she'd be damned to let them fall in front of this asshole. Before she could muster an angry retort, the front door slammed open again and Nathan's cheery voice carried through the house and into the back patio.
"I hope you're still naked, James! I've got the pancake mix ready to go."
Haley breathed a sigh of relief but clenched her eyes shut, bracing herself for Nathan's blow-up that was sure to ensue.
"Hales?" He called out when there was no reply. Haley clutched her arms tighter around her chest upon hearing Nathan's footsteps. "Oh, hey bab—," his words came to an abrupt end when he caught sight of his father. "What the fuck are you doing here, Dan?"
Dan smirked at his son, "Just introducing myself to your new girlfriend."
Nathan's jaw clenched like stone, grinding his teeth together so hard he nearly cracked a tooth. "Get out before I throw your ass out."
Dan scowled, "I'd like to see you try."
Nathan inhaled a deep breath as he walked over to the side of the pool to pick up Haley's t-shirt. If his father weren't there, he'd take the full opportunity to ogle his girlfriend's naked chest, but now he just wanted her covered under a damn blanket to shield her from his father's disgusting eyes.
He hastily helped her put the shirt on, all while standing in front of Dan's direct line of sight. Haley's shaking body and the look of disgust on her face told Nathan exactly how she felt about his father's looming presence.
"I'm not gonna ask again, Dad." Nathan stood with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring directly at his father and hiding Haley behind his body.
"This is my damn house, Nathan. I have every right to be here. Take your whore and bring her back to your apartment. Unless, of course, you can't pay your rent anymore-"
"Fuck you!" Nathan spat, "Don't talk about Haley like that!"
"She may have a tight little ass, son, but don't let her body blind you. This isn't going to last. Have fun playing house until she realizes you're nothing more than a pathetic, broke, loser," Dan goaded.
"Hey!" Haley finally stood up— Nathan's large t-shirt covering her body— and scrunched her face with anger, "Don't you dare say those things about him! Nathan is not a loser and he's certainly not pathetic. I don't care how much freakin' money he has or doesn't have in the bank. I love him and he loves me. If you can't understand that, then it's you who doesn't have a brain!"
Nathan blinked hard. Was it weird if he was suddenly really turned on? No one ever stood up to his father the way Haley just did. A jolt went straight to his pants.
She grabbed hold of his hand and smiled softly up at him, ignoring Dan's stupid frat-boy smirk.
"Whatever, Holly. You're no good for him anyway and you'll realize it sooner rather than later. Nathan, I'll be back."
"Is that a threat?" Nathan snarled.
"It's a promise."