I wanted to do a quick update because i'm actually in love with writing this! I'll start on the next chapter over the next couple of days as there's a strike going on and all sorts, so lots of time to get some chapters up for you guys! Thank you for the kind reviews, it really does mean the world to me to know that you guys like this story as much as i do. :) P.S sorry for the cliffhangers, i just picture the scene in my head and that's how i imagine it ending! I hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoy writing it. - Jade. xo

CHAPTER SIX: SWEET SEDUCTION

When I next opened my eyes, everything was a bit of a blur and it took me a few minutes to figure out where I was. I was in the back of a car, and once my eyes focused, it turned out that I was laying across the back seats with my head in Randy's lap and what I assumed to be fingers dancing over the skin of my arm. Every tap of his fingertip felt so sensual, sending small sparks of electricity across my skin. I slowly pushed myself up, my head felt incredibly light and it felt as if I was flying, like I was on the most incredible high. Everything felt so good, even the material of the leather seats against my bare skin felt good – to the point where I heard myself groan quietly in the depths of my throat.

"You need to lie down, we're on the way to the emergency room and you need to rest." Randy ordered in that low voice which sounded from beside me. Oh my god, his voice sounded a thousand times better right now, I was even experiencing the whole butterflies in the stomach thing, only this time it felt like there were billions in there, fluttering wildly against the lining of my abdomen. I felt myself twisting onto my knees despite his efforts to keep me still against the surface of the seats, I grabbed his hands to stop him from holding me still and leant forwards towards him.

"I'll only lay down if you lay down with me." I purred into his ear. All of my feelings were at an all time high, it was like whatever I had been intoxicated with was making all of my characteristics grow in size – and it just so happened that my sex drive was going through the roof. I closed my eyes and brushed my nose from his ear down to his neck where I couldn't stop myself from taking in his scent, the smell of cologne and a natural musk filling my nostrils which only made me groan in longing. It wasn't my fault that I was sexually attracted to the guy! The drugs and alcohol had made it worse and I wasn't holding back at all. And before I knew it I was pressing small, soft kisses to his neck and throat.

"Tiffany.." he growled his warning towards me in that low, sultry voice of his and it only made me grin. He pulled my hands from his to grab my shoulders, slowly pushing me back away from him to stare me in the eye. I took that tone and behaviour as a challenge. I pushed my lips out into a pout before flicking out my tongue to wet my dry lips.

"Don't act like you don't want it." I drawled, many would probably think that I was trying to be seductive, but in reality it was whatever had been slipped into my drink, slurring my speech like there was no tomorrow.

"Tiff, sweetie, you need to lay down and leave Randy alone okay?" I heard Nattie's voice and I turned my wobbly head to see the blonde sat in the passenger seat at the front.

"But I don't wanna.." I responded, like an upset child that didn't want to give up their favourite dolls when they were said to be too old for them. "He smells so good.." I added whilst looking back towards Randy, flashing a grin as I pushed forwards towards him again, despite his efforts to keep me at bay with his hands.

"He's married Tiff." Cody's added from out of nowhere, I hadn't even realised that he had been driving the car. "Not happily, but he's still married!" he added. Instead of looking towards Cody I kept my gaze fixed on Randy's face, tilting my head like a confused little puppy.

"I don't care." I admitted whilst grabbing his hands again to stop him from holding me back as I quickly scrambled over the seats to sit over his lap, a mischievous grin spreading across my lips as I straddled him, locking his hands down by his sides. There was a dangerous look in his eyes, like a pair of flames, dancing wildly behind those blue orbs of his. I was playing with fire and I loved it.

"Oh God.. Tiff! Get off of Randy!" Nattie scolded, but it didn't take a genius to notice the humour in her voice. That was the least of my concerns though, I was focused on Randy, and Randy alone. I leant back towards him, completely missing his face to direct my mouth to his ear again.

"I could make you happy.." I whispered against his ear for him to hear only. I then lowered my mouth to his neck to kiss and bite down gently against his tanned skin, trailing them further up, and up, until I was leaving small kisses against his chin, and then another just next to his mouth which resulted in another throaty groan from the Viper, and of course, that was when he found his will power and tugged his hands from my hold. He grabbed onto my waist and lifted me off his lap, pushing me to the other side of the seat next to the door.

"Stay." He ordered, like I was some kind of dog. Who the hell did he think he was? Turning me down and treating me like a domestic pet.

"All you guys suck. Each and every one of you.." I slurred and stumbled over my words, pointing my finger at Randy, Cody and then Nattie. "I expected it from them but not you Nattie.. You're.. You're meant to be my best friend and you're laughing at me and telling me what to do." If only I could hear myself, oh how I'd be embarrassed when this was all over.

"Tiffany I wasn't laughing at you baby girl, it's just.. You can't go around climbing over married men! Especially Randy!" I caught sight of her face as she twisted in her seat to peer around at me with a smile. But her words didn't really register straight away, as I was focused on that familiar feeling that I had felt back at the club, that feeling of complete dread and drowsiness. "Tiff?" Nattie asked in a bewildered tone of voice, and it must have clicked that something was up because I noticed that Cody had sped up and Nattie had a look of genuine concern on her features.

"I don't.. Feel so good." I whined in the most helpless tone of voice I had ever used – if there was one thing I hated, it was looking like a vulnerable little girl, and that was exactly how I felt. And then I felt myself falling back to the side, suddenly slipping back into the darkness.

When my eyes next opened I found it hard to pry my eyelids apart due to the intensity of the lights above me. I lifted my arm and draped my forearm across my eyes to shield them from the piercing light and then as if God had listened to my unspoken prayers, the lights had gone and I was free to drop my arm back to my side and allow my eyes to focus. I could hear the sound of a continuous bleep from my side and a quick glance to my side led me to believe that I was in hospital, attached to an annoying ass heart monitor.

"How are you feeling?" I heard the sound of a males voice and I moved my gaze towards the end of the bed where I saw a middle-aged man stood at the foot of the bed in a white overcoat and a clipboard.

"Like I was hit by a truck.. My head is pounding and my throat is sore. How do you think I feel?" I didn't mean to be bitchy, I just felt so unwell and tired, all I wanted to do was get home and sleep.

"That's to be expected.. You've been asleep for at least fifteen hours now.." he explained and my eyes suddenly widened. Say what?

"Fifteen.. Hours?" I repeated in complete shock whilst pushing myself up into a sitting position against the stack of pillows behind my head. "What happened to me?" I croaked, I just felt so helpless and well.. sorry for myself.

"Well, when it comes to figuring out how you were drugged.. Our guess is as good as yours, but from what we have heard about your evening, we would assume that somebody spiked your drink with what's more commonly known as the date-rape drug." At those words, I instantly felt sick and judging by the look on my face, the doctor knew what I had been thinking. "Don't worry.. Nothing of that magnitude happened.. You were brought in by your friends completely unharmed." I slowly nodded my head to show that I understood what he meant. Speaking of friends.. where were they? I saw no Nattie, no eve, no Kelly, nobody.. Was I really left alone in this place? If only they knew how much I hated hospitals.

"Are they here?" I croaked as a result of my dry throat, and I received a small shrug as a response.

"I'm not too sure.. I know that a couple of them waited around until I could give them the diagnosis, and one man in particular insisted on sticking around when the others left. I didn't catch a name though I'm afraid.. so many names, so many faces.. it's hard to tell who's who." He laughed a hearty laugh before looking back down at his clipboard. Who had stuck around to see if I was okay? The thought was going to kill me. "Anyway.. We did our best to pump your stomach of the alcohol and what we could of the drug. But whatever is left of it takes at least seventy-two hours to leave the system so you may experience some nausea from time to time during that period and you may have some brief memory loss of the time surrounding the accident. But other than that, everything's looking good and I see no reason to keep you in any longer. Is there anybody you would like us to call for you?" he finished with the question and I shook my head no, flashing a weak smile, holding it there until he had left.

I sighed and waited for the nurse to unplug me and what not, and once she had left I climbed out of the bed, only to tumble to the ground as my legs gave way as a result of being in bed for God knows how long, and probably because of the drug left in my system.

"Fuck!" I hissed in irritation – I didn't want to feel this pathetic, I hated it with a passion. Again, as if God had noticed my time of despair I felt a pair of arms hook beneath my arms to pull me to my feet. I expected it to be the doctor, who had just happened to wander by and see me drop to the ground through the window. "Thanks.." I sighed before turning around to face the doctor, only to see that it wasn't the middle-aged, bearded doctor from before. And instead, in front of me stood the tattooed Viper, staring down at me through those icy blue eyes I had been lost in so many times before. I hadn't even noticed him open his mouth to talk.

"Hey."