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Paris staggered to the hotel giggly stupidly, with Jacob following and shaking his head, not half as drunk as Paris. "Stupid wall!" Paris shook her first at the door, which she had failed to open and had just walked into. Jacob sighed heavily and opened it, ushering her inside the hotel. "Paris, you need to slow down on your drinking."
"I do not." Paris slurred, making sense for once. "Just lay off her Jacob." A baritone voice filled the lobby, Jason Hardy smirking at his cousin and best friend, of which was his good friend also. "Yeah Jacob, don't tell me whatta do." Giggling again Paris just about fell to the floor if it had not been for the quick reflexes of Jacob. "Jason, stay out, Paris come on." Jacob attempted to drag the blonde female along, yet with her not cooperating he just picked her up, carrying her to her room.
|| T h e . n e x t . m o r n i n g ||
Paris groaned heavily as her gaze finally opened, head swimming with the amount of booze that had been consumed. Half of the safety pins in her shirt had been torn loose, though pants were still intact. She groaned heavily as she rolled over, only to come in contact with a hard, muscled object; Jacob.
Jacob stirred, and hazel gaze flicked open arching a brow lightly at Paris. "What do you want?" Paris grinned. "I should be asking you that, you would be sharing a bed with me why?" Jacob sighed. "Because you were just so piss ass drunk, you decided it would be fun to handcuff me to the bed and before you undid it, you passed out. Paris smirked, as gaze travelled to the well muscled male's hands, which were infact handcuffed to the bed. "So what'd else I do?"
"Nothing much." Jacob replied with a sigh. "Now will you please uncuff me?" Paris shook her head with a grin. "No I like you like that." Jacob groaned heavily. "Goddamnit Paris, c'mon I gotta go meet my mom and dad in like five minutes. Lemme go!" Paris once again shook her head, almost bleach blonde tresses flying everywhich way as she did so, hangover seeming to not be a factor with her. "Nope. Too bad for Jakey!" Hopping up out of bed she sauntered into the bathroom.
"I know Dakota, but does she have to dress so skanky?" Kota sighed as she patted her husband's arm. "Don't worry about it Adam, you never complained when I dressed like that.."
"Thats the thing Dakota! You never did, you dressed skanky in a tasteful way not showing so much skin." Dakota sighed heavily again, kissing Adam on the cheek. "Calm down love, she's 21 give her some slack."
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"I LOVE L.A!" Paris grinned, slipping her arm around Jason's and her other around Jacob's. "C'mon boys you got some time, lets go shopping." The cousins; Jason and Jacob looked at each other with horrified looks and winced. "Paris.." Jacob began. "I don't want to hear it Jacob! We're going shopping and thats final!"
Paris staggered to the hotel giggly stupidly, with Jacob following and shaking his head, not half as drunk as Paris. "Stupid wall!" Paris shook her first at the door, which she had failed to open and had just walked into. Jacob sighed heavily and opened it, ushering her inside the hotel. "Paris, you need to slow down on your drinking."
"I do not." Paris slurred, making sense for once. "Just lay off her Jacob." A baritone voice filled the lobby, Jason Hardy smirking at his cousin and best friend, of which was his good friend also. "Yeah Jacob, don't tell me whatta do." Giggling again Paris just about fell to the floor if it had not been for the quick reflexes of Jacob. "Jason, stay out, Paris come on." Jacob attempted to drag the blonde female along, yet with her not cooperating he just picked her up, carrying her to her room.
|| T h e . n e x t . m o r n i n g ||
Paris groaned heavily as her gaze finally opened, head swimming with the amount of booze that had been consumed. Half of the safety pins in her shirt had been torn loose, though pants were still intact. She groaned heavily as she rolled over, only to come in contact with a hard, muscled object; Jacob.
Jacob stirred, and hazel gaze flicked open arching a brow lightly at Paris. "What do you want?" Paris grinned. "I should be asking you that, you would be sharing a bed with me why?" Jacob sighed. "Because you were just so piss ass drunk, you decided it would be fun to handcuff me to the bed and before you undid it, you passed out. Paris smirked, as gaze travelled to the well muscled male's hands, which were infact handcuffed to the bed. "So what'd else I do?"
"Nothing much." Jacob replied with a sigh. "Now will you please uncuff me?" Paris shook her head with a grin. "No I like you like that." Jacob groaned heavily. "Goddamnit Paris, c'mon I gotta go meet my mom and dad in like five minutes. Lemme go!" Paris once again shook her head, almost bleach blonde tresses flying everywhich way as she did so, hangover seeming to not be a factor with her. "Nope. Too bad for Jakey!" Hopping up out of bed she sauntered into the bathroom.
"I know Dakota, but does she have to dress so skanky?" Kota sighed as she patted her husband's arm. "Don't worry about it Adam, you never complained when I dressed like that.."
"Thats the thing Dakota! You never did, you dressed skanky in a tasteful way not showing so much skin." Dakota sighed heavily again, kissing Adam on the cheek. "Calm down love, she's 21 give her some slack."
|| - L a t e r . t h a t , D a y - ||
"I LOVE L.A!" Paris grinned, slipping her arm around Jason's and her other around Jacob's. "C'mon boys you got some time, lets go shopping." The cousins; Jason and Jacob looked at each other with horrified looks and winced. "Paris.." Jacob began. "I don't want to hear it Jacob! We're going shopping and thats final!"