Chapter Four

The next few days were filled with much of the same for her. She still couldn't get ahold of Jay, she would try and keep her mind busy so she wouldn't slip into memories of the past, and everynight Dave would come to check on her to make sure she wasn't alone and was doing okay.

This night when he came he was holding a bag. "What's in the bag?" She eyed the small brown paper bag in his hand, tilting her head slightly.

"I thought tonight it might be fun to do a little drinking. I know you haven't been the same party girl Stacy we all know and love. So I brought us some vodka. Isn't that what you like?" He smiled at her. He was honestly trying his hardest to be a good friend to her. He knew she was still upset because of the whole Jay situation, and he could never make her completely better by himself, but at least he could try.

"Yes. I'm surprised you remembered. I must admit it has been awhile since I've had anything to drink, and it seems like a fun idea. So thank you." She smiled at him as he took the bottle from the bag and handed it to her. She thought better of glasses and just chugged some straight from the bottle.

He laughed at her display. There were very few times that she wasn't every bit the lady, but when she drank she definatly could hold her own right along with the guys. "I assume you approve then?"

She nodded taking one more gulp from the bottle, before passing it over to him. She watched as he took a few gulps himself. It had been some time since her last drink and because of that, she could already feel a slight effect from it. she reached back and took it back from him when he offered it getting her fill.

It didn't take long before they had finished off the bottle. She had this incredible idea she just had to share with him. "Let's go down to the hot tub and the pool." She knew she had just drank, but she knew she was still at least sober enough to keep herself above water.

"It's pretty late, by now I am sure that they have closed up that area hun." He laughed lightly at her as a pout began to form upon her lips. He was here to make her feel better not to make her pout, so he figured he could try and get her her way. He picked up the phone calling the loby. He talked to the manager for a few minutes before hanging up and facing her. "Alright, they had indeed closed up the pool area, but since we are all special quests in this hotel, he has decided to open it up just for us. I had to tell him it was your birthday and that this was what you wanted. So act like it is in fact your birthday and for the love of god please act sober." He laughed once he was done.

"I can act very soberly." She nodded, giggling for some unknown reason, because for the life of her she couldn't rememeber anything funny having been said. "Alright let me go change and you go change and I will meet you in the hallway." She got up and started trying to find the bathing suit she wanted as Dave shouwed himself out. Shaking his head smiling as he closed the door behind him.

She finally found the cute pink two piece. The top was a triangle top that tied at the neck and around the back, and the bottoms were a thong that tied on both sides. It was by far her most favorite bathing suit she owned. She quickly changed into it and pulled the old jersey she slept in over top of it. She grabbed for a towel and her key card and walked out the door.

She saw Dave already standing there wearing yellow nautica swimming trunks and a white wife beater. She skipped over to him and smiled real big. "Remember what I said about acting sober." She nodded to him and stood up straight and put on a straight face. He chuckled at her and placed his hand on the small of her back pushing her lightly into the elevator.

They rode down to the lobby where they met up with the night manager who wished Stacy a Happy Birthday and opened the door for them. Then he left. She quickley discarded the jersey and walked into the hot tub relaxing.

He watched her slip into the water. He was admiring her body. yep he thought to himself, they were definatly crazy for not trying to sleep with her. He shook the thoughts from his head. The alcohol must have been getting to him. He took off his own shirt and followed her into the water.

They made idle conversation and he smiled because even if it was just the alcohol, seeing her perky again was a sight for sore eyes. She went to the middle of the hot tub and went under the water to get completely wet and came up mere feet from his face. She put her hands on his chest to steady herself before making her way over to sit back down beside him this time. His chest still burned where her hands had just touched his skin. Yep the alcohol was definatly effecting him now.

She scooted closer to him and layed her head on his shoulder suddenly becoming very somber. "Something wrong Stace?" He slid his strong arm around her and looked down at her.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong with me? I mean why else haven't any guys tried to sleep with me, and why else wouldn't Jay call me. Why do guys always try to fuck me over. It has to be something wrong with me." She was holding back tears, not wanting to cry in front of this guy that was known for being quite the badass.

"I told you hun, it's them. You are beautiful, and sweet, and smart. You have it all, and they are scared because they know they don't deserve to even breathe the same air as you do. They know that what they got could never ever satisfy a girl like you. They are right too, they have nothing to offer you." He hoped that would make her feel better, and by the smile she just flashed him, he knew it had.

Then something most unexpected happened. She leaned in and roughly pushed her lips to his, and drunk or not he knew this girl was damn sexy and if she kisses you, you sure as hell kiss her back and hope it never ends.