The Enforcement Job **On Hold**

VIII

Natalie rolled over and rubbed her face before she opened her eyes, wincing slightly at the sunlight that flooded in through the curtains.

She sat up, looking around a little at the messy room. Everything on the table was on the floor, a chair was tipped over, her reflection in the mirror on the wall across from her bed revealed that she basically matched her room.

A mess.

Nat ran a hand through her hair as she began trying to piece together last nights events.

It had to be two in the morning when the fireworks began.

She had had five of these neon drinks. She didn't even know what they were called. They were delicious at first, but by the end of the night they just tasted like the color purple.

There were time gaps missing, but she remembered the kissing.

The grinding.

The cries of pleasure.

The amazing feeling of complete and utter bliss.

But she couldn't remember who it was she had been with.

Natalie gave up on trying to piece everything together and just chalked it up to one amazing time with a stranger.

After digging her aspirin out of her bag and downing a half empty bottle of water, Nat took a nice, long shower and washed the smell of last night from her body.

It was when she exited the shower, dressed, and went to brush her teeth that she noticed the dark hickey on her neck. Normally, she'd make the effort to cover it up, but this morning she didn't quite have the energy.

By the time she finally dragged herself downstairs to the hotel lobby and went to the dining area, Parker, Eliot, and Hardison were already down there. As Natalie made her way over, she could hear Parker arguing with Eliot.

"Dammit Parker, I'm not giving you my damn butter!" Eliot snapped.

"I have to finish the tower!" Parker argued, looking through a little gap between the tiny containers of butter. Her tower was about two feet tall and three feet wide. It resembled more of a pyramid than a tower.

Parker was giving Eliot the pouty face and looked to Hardison for help. He was sitting in his chair, trying not to laugh at the situation. Natalie swiped a few packets of butter from someone's table, and walked over to her friends.

"Here," Natalie sighed, handing Parker the packets. The taller blonde gasped with joy as she snatched the packets finishing her pyramid.

"You have fun last night?" Hardison asked Nat with a smirk.
"Could hear you from down the hall."

"Of course I had fun, well, from what I remember of it anyway. And hey, it's Vegas. I need to live a little."

Eliot rolled his eyes, but didn't really as look at Natalie. He actually seemed to be acting a slightly odd.

He hadn't even wanted to go on this damn vacation anyway. He wasn't allowed to punch anything with his "punchy fists," Parker wasn't allowed to scare anyone while they were on the plane, which kind of made Hardison and Natalie the babysitters.

Although he enjoy taking a break sometimes, he also would like to be working rather than taking a break and letting people get hurt while he's gone. There isn't much I can do from Vegas, where he can't even do so much without anyone without getting in trouble with one of his friends, security, or just in general. It was unfair to be honest. pname and get us a and where they were doing Parker and Hardison just decided they were going to Vegas and that was that mainly because Natalie agreed to and it was three against one so he was kind of out numbered and that area.

"So what are we doing today? Are we going to hit the casinos, maybe win a little cash?" Hardison asked, looking around the table at the other three.

"I don't know about y'all, but I'm hitting up a few strip clubs," Eliot said, standing from the table. He smirked at Natalie and winked as he pulled on his jacket.
"I'll see y'all later."

Natalie raised an eyebrow and watched him walk away before turning to Hardison and Parker.

"Alright, what's with him?" She questioned. She couldn't really see them very well from where she was sitting, so she looked through the little gaps of the pyramid to see them.

Parker began giggling and Hardison smirked a little, shaking his head. He looked up at Natalie, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke.

"You might not remember last night, but he definitely did."

So that's chapter eight! I hope you all enjoyed it! I'm sorry it took so long to upload. Tell me in the comments what you thought of this chapter!

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