Chapter Two:

Jadyn

It was Thursday and I was getting more and more nervous about the coming weekend I just had to get it out, somewhere. So you know what I did? I pretty much left a voice message on my phone. Stupid I know, but it was the only way I could get it off my chest without actually telling someone...

“Wow...I feel completely stupid right now...but well I just gotta get it off my chest. I'm planning something...something I'm not so sure about...” I paused. I knew I only had a short amount of time, but it was easy thinking it than actually saying it, even if it's just on my phone. “I know I'm going to lose Jason, lose him soon, and I know why. So I've decided to give him what he wants...and that's me. Oh my gosh, I can't believe I said it...well there it is...I am completely planning on losing my virginity to my long-term boyfriend...” I snapped the phone closed after saving it and sighed.

I did feel a whole lot better. Better enough to go shopping for something to wear Friday night. And yes I'm talking about lingerie...I have never in my life bought a piece of sexy lingerie, but now I was.

I walked into none other than Victoria's Secret. I'd only ever been in there to buy lotion or perfume, but not today. It was a little awkward at first and even more so when the salesperson, a girl just a few years older than myself, asked if I needed help. But before I could reply at all I heard a masculine voice behind me.

“I'll help her miss.” I turned and felt my cheeks go crimson again. Dayton Anderson stood right behind me, too close for comfort as I stood in front of some lingerie. The sales girl flashed a shy smile before walking to help another customer.

“What are you doing?” I asked under my breath letting my hair fall into my face but I could feel the smirk. “This is not what it looks like.”

I'd deliberately went two towns over just so I wouldn't run into anybody I knew, and he was the absolute last person I wanted there. He turned to look at the lingerie in front of me.

“Well let's see. You looked like you needed some help and I thought maybe it'd be a little easy if it was someone who knew who you were.” He grinned as he turned to face me. “Let's see you're probably a what C cup so maybe a medium? And is it the first time or have you had done it before?”

I began choking on my own saliva at him pretty much measuring me blindly. I was completely speechless. How was this happening right now? And he acted so casually about it. I couldn't help but wonder about his girlfriend, whoever she was, what would she think about this whole ordeal? I quickly glanced around...no camera...thank god. This was embarrassing enough without it being broadcasted nationwide.

“No camera, I'm off the hook until Monday.” He grinned having read my expression then held up a dark maroon piece and held it in front of me. “I'm guess it's a first time from your complete lack of understanding in this matter. So I would have to say something like this.”

I eyed what he was holding and felt the heat rush to my face. It was a once piece, did this stuff even come in two pieces or just dress like things...Oh my gosh I was a complete moron.

“Since it's your first time, you want something that'll send him over the edge. So you want something very low cut, very cleavage baring, and very short but you have to leave a little to the imagination.” He explained showing the key features he'd just explained. The cleavage part was short of lacy looking with a bow just under the chest, and it definitely would probably barely go under my butt. I was feeling more and more unsure about this every second. Was I really standing there taking advice about lingerie from Dayton Anderson? Apparently THE Dayton Anderson, the Dayton Anderson that practically everyone in the store was staring at. I was hoping that pictures weren't secretly being taken and that this would be on tabloids at some point.

- - -

Dayton

This was way more fun than I'd expected. Reading her every expression and watching just how red she got. I had actually been going into the store to buy Adrian something special for the weekend and was pleasantly surprised to see her, I think her name was Jadyn or something, standing there looking completely lost. It was definitely at least her first time, if not the guy's.

“This is just embarrassing.” She said jerking the piece out of my hand and looking around nervously. I chuckled at her misery.

“Don't worry, you don't have to model it for me. That would be just too much.” My grin faltered when I had a flash her actually modeling it for me. I squinted my eyes to shake the image and concentrated on thinking about Adrian, only Adrian.

“Ugh I can't believe you.” I heard her growl, obviously thinking my squinted eyes meant that it was unpleasant thinking about it, but I felt guilty when I almost thought of it as not so unpleasant. She spun quickly and went to pay for the lingerie, actually buying the one I'd picked out. I was about to say something else but felt my phone vibrating.

“Hey babe!” I smiled turning away from where Jadyn stood paying. “I thought we'd decided we'd talk sometime tomorrow when you got here?”

“Well that's why I'm calling.” I heard her voice drop and I instantly knew what was coming. She was going to cancel... “I have to cancel honey...I am so, so sorry! It's just something came up today and I have to fly to L.A instead. Please forgive me?”

“I could never stay mad at you, you know that.” I let my smile fade as I watched her leave the store. “You just have to promise you'll make it up to me, ok?”

“I promise I will!” Adrian said from the other line. “Just don't go hooking up with anybody behind my back, ok?”

“Haha...I could never intentionally hurt you like that, you know that.” I explained as I started out of the store. “I love you, you know that right?”

“Of course I do!” She said giddily. “But I have to go, I'm so sorry I promise.”

“Ok bye baby.” I said as we hung up. My mood was no longer very pleasant. I had spent the week thinking about this weekend. I booked a suite at a local hotel, a romantic dinner in the restaurant, and even planned on roses...just my luck. I took the ring out of my pocket, stared at it for a minute before shoving it back in. It looked like Jadyn would be getting a whole heck of lot more action than me. I shook my head again when suddenly I saw an image of her not just in the lingerie but in a certain hotel room...oh my god...what was wrong with me? Adrian...Adrian...Adrian...

I really needed to get wasted that weekend...so I could completely forget how badly my week had ended and how stupid I'd been to help out a girl besides my girlfriend pick out lingerie...

- - -

Jadyn

It was Friday and as soon as I was done with classes I drove to the hotel, it was a little pricey but perfect. Not only was I (recently) nineteen, but I also had a fake I.D just in case saying I was twenty-one. I was a little giddy about it all. This was another reason it was great living on your own. I could have planned all this to take place at home, but found it much more romantic at the hotel.

“Ok miss, you're room will be Suite 808.” The lady behind the counter smiled as she handed me my key card. I smiled shyly at her and made my way to the elevator. It was a short ride to my floor and when I opened my room I was taken back. It was huge. It had a king size bed and the bathroom had a whirlpool bathtub...which I had never tried but always wanted to, everyone said they were great.

By the time I was settled it was nearly 6 pm and our reservations were at 7, so I decided to try on my lingerie. I pulled it on and to my surprise it fit perfectly...even in the chest. I couldn't believe the jerk had been right about all of it. I stared at myself in the mirror until I heard the door open and close. I wondered who it was, I mean I didn't tell Jason or anybody about the room. Maybe it was my imagination? I walked out of the bathroom and about screamed just as he turned to look at me....it was Dayton Anderson...in my room...while I was wearing the lingerie...the lingerie he had picked out.

I watched as his eyes widened at the sight of me. At least it had left some to the imagination because I could barely handle this, especially if it had been a much more revealing piece. I decided a scream wouldn't hurt. It wasn't loud but it had to hurt his ears because he squinted covering his ears.

“God dammit!” I heard him cuss finally opening his eyes only to turn away quickly. “Go get some damn clothes on or something!”

I looked down at it again and knew my face was crimson AGAIN. I quickly dodged into the bathroom and hurriedly got my regular clothes back on.

“What are you doing in my room?” I demanded leaving the bathroom fully dressed thankfully.

“What do you mean? It's my room.” He yelled back still not looking at me. “What room are you suppose to be in?”

“Suite 808.” I showed him my key card.

“Shit...shit...SHIT.” I heard him growl putting his hands on his hips. “They fucking double booked this room.”

“Well you're going to have to find a different room! You can absolutely NOT ruin this for me!” I demanding as I shoved my finger into his chest. “Go ask for a different room, NOW!”

“Damn, I will.” He rolled his eyes as he walked out of the room still refusing to look at me...so apparently he'd had been scarred by the sight of me...asshole.

- - -

Dayton

I leaned up against the elevator doors as I headed back up to my floor, luckily the hotel had a last minute cancellation and of course I was a VIP, and I now had my own room. I could have just left, but I didn't. I figured I'd already paid for everything might as well stay.

I let my head rest against the cold elevator doors trying to stop thinking about her. It had been bad yesterday when I imagined her in my room, wearing the lingerie I'd picked out, but to see it actually come true, well basically...even though it was technically her room too. It was by far worse and that was bad. When she'd come out of the bathroom the first thing my eyes saw were her legs. The lingerie barely passed her butt, leaving almost all of her legs exposed...perfectly tanned, long legs might I add.

Then against my better judgment my eyes found their way to her exposed cleavage. And you know what's worse? Just like I thought it fit her exactly the way it was suppose to. This was so wrong in so many ways...the only girl I should be able to size up is my own girlfriend, not a girl I've known less than a week. A girl I barely knew her first name let alone her last name.

“I need a drink...bad.” I mumbled as the doors opened into the bar in the hotel lobby. I walked over and set down at the bar. The bartender asked me what I wanted and I chose the first thing that popped into my head... “Shot of whiskey.”

The bartender looked at me questioningly and I shrugged. “I really really need to get drunk right now. I've had quite a week and need to forget things...or in this case a certain someone.”

He just shrugged knowingly. I'm sure he gets people like me all the time. He handed me the shot glass and I didn't look back once and kept going one shot after another.

- - -

Jadyn

I was mortified because of the whole incident. It had been bad enough that he picked out the lingerie, but to actually see me in it...it was far worse. My own boyfriend hadn't seen me in it, let alone some jerk face hotshot. I mean really? How much worse can my day get? And then my phone rang. I looked at the caller I.D. Jason. I sighed and cleared my throat before answering.

“Hey.” I said trying to sound cheery and as far as I could tell it was working. I heard him sigh from the other line. Oh no...not that sigh... “You can't make it can you...?”

“No and I'm so, so sorry babe, but the guys called a meeting last minute...since we'd lost so badly our last game, we're practicing late into the night...” Jason explained and I almost wanted to cry. Relieved? Maybe? Upset? Maybe? Did I or didn't I want him to be able to make it? I just wasn't so sure.

“It's ok...I understand.” I said, being the completely understanding girlfriend. “We can plan something another time.”

“Ok...love you honey.” He said and I barely got out a you too before the line went dead. I sighed...I needed to get out of the room and somehow I found myself going into the bar. When I walked in I noticed him right away. I don't know how long he'd been there, but I could tell immediately that he was drunk.

I sighed and set next to him. I don't know why, I mean he'd made my week miserable with his “knowing” looks as he passed me in the hallways, or the sneaky winks, and of course the helping me get lingerie to lose my virginity to my boyfriend, who canceled by the way.

“What are you doing here?” I heard him say, definitely drunk but not wasted. “You aren't like following me are you?”

“God no. After everything you put me through? Dream on.” I growled as the bartender gave me a questioningly look. “Don't even ask.”

“What do you want?” He asked and I really wasn't sure. I hadn't ever really drank... “Um...something strong...”

The bartender raised his eyebrows, glanced between the two of us and set a shot down in front of me. “What is it?”

“Something strong...” He gave me a once look over, but not the checking you out look, but the “I know you're a lightweight” look. So I shrugged and took the shot...ick it burned the whole way down...this is why I didn't drink alcohol, but I needed it. Actually I don't even know why I had a fake I.D...but Nikki had gotten one to hang out with Nick, and had ultimately gotten me one, even though I had never actually gone with them.

“You know I thought it was bad thinking about you in my room wearing the lingerie...but..” Dayton said staring at me. I stared at him wide-eyed...thinking about me in his room? I heard the bartender chuckle and I glanced at him sharply and watched as his face turned serious or atleast tried. “Actually seeing you in it...well that was even worse...but damn did you look good.”

I don't know what else I had to drink....I mean I stopped paying attention, not caring how wasted I got. If it got me to forget about how bad my big plan turned out I didn't care....

I woke up the next morning, my head pounding. Oh shit...I'd gotten drunk and I could not remember anything after the first shot and Dayton's confession...his confession about me in my lingerie. I groaned and turned to close my eyes again until my face came in contact with dark hair. I jumped back...oh shit...who was it?

I stared down at him. He was covered only from the waist down leaving his back exposed. He was built that was for sure and then I had a flash of digging my fingers into that back...I looked closer...just tiny little red crescent moon shapes that would probably fade by the end of the day. I could not believe myself...had I hooked up with a random person?