I will never stop thanking you for your kind reviews. You are all amazing and I hope this chapter will put a smile on your faces. I know it's a small chapter but I wanted to tease you Day 6!

TARA I agree with you. Jay handed things in the wrong way in the past, but it was never his intention to hurt anyone. He has never been selfish and I truly believe that if he gets with Hailey on the show, it will be for life.

Jay slowly opened his green eyes as day 5 of quarantine dawned.

He rubbed them sleepily and allowed a cheeky smile to form on his lips as he remembered his last dream.

It was hot, steamy, passionate and it involved Hailey. Even though he was fully awake, he could somehow still feel her soft skin under his palm and her taster on his lips.

It wasn't the first time he had a sex dream about his partner, but being there in her house, sleeping on her couch made the situation even weirder.

"I bet that was one hell of a dream," Hailey's voice was suddenly heard from the kitchen.

Jay lifted his body and used his left elbow to support himself.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," he shook his head and run his fingers through his hair.

"Yes, sure," Hailey smirked and poured some coffee on Jay's cup.

His heart stalled. Had he moaned? Had he said her name? Had she heard him? He was familiar with the fact that he occasionally talked in his sleep, but only during nightmares. That was surely NOT a nightmare.

Hailey approached the couch, placed the hot cup of coffee on the table and sat right next to her partner.

That was all he needed right now. To let the caffeine run through his veins.

He quickly pulled back the blanket realizing a minute too late that he was fully aroused and wearing thin trousers. Embarrassment sweeped through him. He immediately covered himself again with the blanket but he knew it was too late.

Hailey tried her best to hide her huge smile as she took a sip from her large cup of coffee, but it was vein. She knew what was going on underneath that blanket.

To her credit, she didn't even flinch or pull away, but he was too ashamed to speak or move.

"Aren't you going to drink your coffee?" she teased.

Jay let out a deep breath and bit his gum. "I know you know," he said in a low voice.

"Know what?" Hailey smiled wickedly and took another sip.

"Look, I can't help it. I have no control over it, it's just biology," he desperately tried to justify the awkward situation.

"Does it happen every morning?" she turned to face him and laughed face knowing all too well that she was torturing him.

"You suck," he growled, placed the blanket around his waist and walked towards the bathroom.

Of course that wasn't the first time he had woken up feeling aroused. In the past though, he was either with Erin so it ended up in morning sex or he was simply alone.

He quickly closed he bathroom door and dropped the blanket on the floor. He placed both hands on the sink and took a look at himself in the mirror. Yeap, this was one of the most humiliating moments of his life.

If he was home right now, he'd know what to do. How to get relieve himself from that state. But there was no way he was doing THAT in Hailey's bathroom while she was waiting right outside.

He turned the water on and placed his head under the faucet. The cold water would do the trick.

It took about five minutes but he finally forced himself back in control.

He slowly walked out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen like a kid who had just misbehaved.

"Everything ok down there?" she laughed and poured some more coffee into her mug.

"I am glad you are enjoying this," he grabbed his mug from the table and sat on the kitchen's counter.

"So, are you going to tell me?" she bit her lips and sat right opposite to him.

"Tell, you what?"

"Oh come on, you know. Who were you dreaming about?" she raised her eyebrow in curiosity.

Deep down inside she knew the answer. She knew it had to be about her and it felt oddly satisfying. After all, she too had occasionally intimate dreams about him.

Jay looked straight into her blue eyes and shook his head. He knew that she was playing him. She was provoking him to admit the truth. But he would never give in, for now.

"Was it Vanessa?" she kept on teasing. "Or better yet, was it Trudy?"

"Yes," Jay nodded. "It was about Trudy. I dreamed about caressing her soft cheek before slamming her up against the wall and kissing her until we were both out of breath. I took off her t-shirt, lifted her up and threw her … on your couch."

"Oh, now you are playing dirty," Hailey grimaced, stood up and walked out of the room muttering. "Why did it have to be my couch? That's gross."

Jay laughed out loud, pleased with his victory. Well, obviously it wasn't Trudy he had been dreaming about, but the rest of the story was pretty much the truth. For weeks now he had been dreaming of his partner. Was his subconscious trying to tell him something? Was it because he missed her while she was in NY? Was it because he was staying with her these past few days? Or was it because he simply loved her?

The realization hit him hard. He loved her. How could he have been so blind? It wasn't friendship, or lust or just some platonic emotions. He loved her and that scared him. Suddenly, he felt like he was suffocating. He wasn't ready to explore those feelings yet. Then again, maybe this was the perfect opportunity. They were both alone, with no one to interrupt them and no murder case to keep them busy.

Yes, he had screwed up before because he didn't feel worthy enough. Even now, he didn't feel like he was good enough for Hailey, but he was willing to destroy once and for all his fears, doubts and past demons. He deserved to be happy and so did his partner. He knew that he could make her happy. He wanted to make her happy.

He needed to take the risk. He needed to know if she felt the same way. He had done his waiting. He had ignored his feelings for way too long. Everything seemed perfect. All he had to do, was wait for the perfect moment to make his move.

"Tomorrow," he thought to himself.

The next day was Saturday and they had planned a drinking game called never have I ever. Yes, they were that bored to actually play a game made up by teenagers. What could go wrong?

Day 6 of Quarantine would be the day of truth!