Who Can Resist A Bad Boy

Chapter Eighteen ~ pull Jake free of the wooden barrel he had his ass stuck in.

Another warning to all those with young, innocent eyes. Frick Frack is happening.

I feel bad having made you wait all that time for the new chapter so here is another <3

I wouldn't consider myself an early bird but as soon as the sun hit Ty's window the next morning I was suddenly wide awake. It was barely past five am but I was itching to move. Half of me wanted to stay in bed and wait for Ty to wake up but the other half of me wanted to bolt, and after ten minutes of deliberation that side of me won out.

I carefully pulled back the covers and slipped out of the bed, watching Ty cautiously in case I woke him up then tiptoed from the room, shutting the door silently behind me and padded over to my own room, where I could hear Cora snoring softly from her bed. It was a strange sensation, creeping about the house naked as the day I was born. Kind of freeing really.

I hooked under the covers of my own bed and settled down, closing my eyes and forced myself back to sleep; after last nights activities it was safe to say I was still pretty exhausted, and if it wasn't for all the questioning I would have gotten off Cora, I would have stayed in Ty's bed, but this was easier.

Cora's groaning woke me a few hours later, I rolled over and blinked blearily at her as she hung halfway off her bed, head dangling near the floor, still dressed in last nights clothes. "I am hungover to shit." She moaned.

"Why are you lying like that?" I asked, my voice coming out croaky.

"I need to puke but the toilet is so far away," to emphasize that her whole body heaved once and she swallowed heavily, "God, just pass me a shoe or something." 

I rolled my eyes at her, "You are not throwing up in a shoe," I scolded, "A purse would be better." 

She laughed, then groaned when that made her heave again, "Can you carry me to the toilet?" 

I let out a heavy sigh, but reluctantly sat up, "Alright, close your eyes though," I said, "I'm naked." I waited as she obediently closed her eyelids and frowned, "Why are you naked?" I decided to play dumb for now, telling Cora something as big as what I did last night when she was hungover wasn't the best idea, she was in no state to take anything in. "I can't remember," I replied and swung out of bed, quickly shuffling into a new pair of underwear and slipped a navy blue mid thigh length summer dress over my head.

"Okay, here we go." I said with a huff as I hooked my hands under her armpits and heaved her up from the bed and helped her shakily to her feet.

"Oh god," She paused mid step, "we have about fifteen seconds before I blow chunks all over this floor." She said ever so eloquently. I dragged her the last few feet into the bathroom and bent her over the toilet just as she projectile vomited the contents of her stomach into the bowl.

"Success!" I cried, fist pumping the air, and Cora actually laughed while she was throwing up. "You are vile." I added, but rubbed her back and held her hair out of her face like the good friend that I am. "It's the Jager, it doesn't agree with me but it really does make the night excellent." She admitted, sitting back on her feet and wiping her mouth with tissue.

"Yeah well i'm not sure the after affects are worth it." I responded, turning the shower on for her, "You get washed up and I'll make you some banana toast." She smiled up at me from her spot on the floor, "You are the best."

"I know," I called behind me as I left the bathroom and headed back out into the hallway and down stairs to the main room. Matt, Jake and Nate were all already up and slouched across the sofas when I walked in.