BOSS

Twenty One

Bey's POV
I woke up in my bed with a shirt on that definitely wasn't mine. It was way too big for me.

I had a massive headache and could smell the alcohol on me. I obviously got super drunk last night because I didn't remember anything.

I peeped under the shirt and confirmed that I was one hundred percent naked under it.

I also noticed that the shirt was on me backwards buttoned up in the back.

I looked over to see Jay under the covers on the other side of my bed with his shirt off.

I didn't know if he had pants on or not, and I was terrified to look and find out the answer.

"Oh my God. I'm such an idiot. I can't believe myself," I said out loud to myself.

"Relax," I heard next to me.

I looked over at Jay as he woke up. He sat up before speaking again.

"We didn't do anything," he said as he took the covers off of him and revealed that he had on pants.

"Thank God," I sighed in relief.

"Trust me. If we did, you definitely remember," he told me.

"Cocky, aren't we?," I chuckled.

"Very," he said.

"Well, if we didn't do anything, why are my clothes all over the floor? And why am I wearing your shirt...backwards?," I asked him.

"Well, last night, we packed up some of your things. Then we stopped and took a break. You went and got a bottle of wine and poured yourself a glass. One glass turned into two. Two turned into three, and after the third one, you just started drinking straight from the bottle. I tried to stop you, but you weren't having it. The drunker you got, the looser you got. You loosened up so much that you started taking off your clothes and would not keep them on, and you kept trying to, um, let's just say force yourself on to me," he explained.

"Oh my God, I drunkenly sexually harassed you. I'm so sorry," I apologized.

"It's fine, so I took off my shirt and buttoned you up backwards in it, so you couldn't take it off, and I built up this little wall between us with your pillows," he continued.

"So you had to build up a wall to resist me?," I asked him.

"I guess so. Let's just say you were being very persuasive," he told me.

"Oh my God, no. I'm so embarrassed," I said.

"Don't be. You have nothing to be embarrassed for. Absolutely nothing," he told me.

"You saw all of my goods, didn't you?," I asked him.

"No, not everything. I tried my best not to look because I wouldn't have been much of a gentleman if I did, but I had to try to get some clothes on you, and you were pushing it all up on me," he told me.

I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

"Believe me. I tried to stop you, but you tried to fight me over that bottle, and I didn't wanna accidentally hurt you trying to take it from you, so I just let you have it," he said to me.

"It's fine. I'm just glad it was you and not some crazy person. And thank you for not taking advantage of the drunk, sad girl. I appreciate it," I told him.

"I would never do anything that you didn't want me to. I'm not that kind of guy," he told me.

"I know. You're so sweet and so awesome. You actually should've and could've taken a peek if you wanted to. You deserve it after you put up with me all day yesterday and canceled all your plans and a date for me," I told him.