A soft groan falls from my lips as my head starts pounding.
I am never drinking again.
That was way too much alcohol to ever drink in one month let alone in a span of four or five hours.
I knew that I was at my house by the way the bed felt underneath me.
This bed was a lot more comfortable than mine was
Add that to the list of things my house needs, a new bed.
I rub my tired eyes before opening them. My vision was burry as my eyes try to focus despite the skull shattering headache.
I glance over my shoulder feeling movement beside me.
Please have clothes on whoever you are please have clothes on.
My heart stops for a moment seeing a still asleep Jamie Benn beside me.
I can't tell if he has clothes on or not and I really don't want to check.
I hold the duvet close to my chest knowing for a fact that I do not a single stitch of clothing on my body.
My head was cloudy trying to figure out what had happened last night.
I remember getting in the hot tub and then Jamie yelling at me but everything else was a fuzzy blur.
"We didn't have sex if you are worried about that."
My body jolts as his voice drags me out of my thoughts.
I glance over at him having to squint my eyes for them to just focus.
"Then why am I-" I trail off as Jamie gets out of bed walking to the bathroom.
I now can see that he has a pair of boxers on.
"Naked? You said my house was too hot and refused to put your tank top and leggings back on after you took your wet bra and underwear off."
I groan loudly throwing my head against the pillow.
"Advil, Ibuprofen, Aspirin, or Tylenol?"
"Is all the above an option?"
Jamie's laughter flows into the room before he walks in with the bottle of aspirin.
He hands me a bottle of water from the bedside table and one of the little pills.
I take the pill chasing it with a sip of water.
"I was going to sleep in the the living room but you refused to let me leave so uh sorry."
I shake my head before sitting up keeping the duvet over my chest even though I'm sure he saw all of me last night.
I thank him as he tosses me one of his shirts.
"Your clothes are in the dryer. I washed them last night because they were wet and smelled like alcohol."
My heart flutters hearing the gentleness in his voice and how utterly sweet and adorable he was. I pull his shirt on before getting out of his bed.
"Thanks Jamie. Really. Most guys would have done the opposite of everything you have done. Glad to see that chivalry isn't dead." I hum walking to the bathroom.
"Oh my god I look like I've been hit by a bus forty-seven times."
I glance to the door hearing Jamie snort.
"You do not. You're looking a little rough but it's okay. You're still adorable."
A blush rises to my cheeks and ears as my stomach starts fluttering.
"You don't remember last night do you?"
I shake my head at his question.
"Not really. I remember me being half naked in the hot tub, Ben and Tyler being dared to kiss in which they both tried to drown Faksa for daring that, and then I remember you yelling at me in the kitchen."
His eyes show a hint of regret before a soft smile forms on his face.
"Yeah I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's unfortunate that it's the only thing you remember from that conversation."
I watch him confusion written on my features as I follow him down to the kitchen.
"What do you mean?" I question leaning against the counter as he goes to the fridge presumably to grab food."
I wasn't given an answer but rather a cheeky grin.
"Oh god." I groan shaking my head. There is no telling what I said. When I'm drunk there is nothing that can atom my mouth from saying whatever it wants to.
"You were making out in the fucking kitchen!" Faksa grunts as he walks into the kitchen and grabbing a water from the fridge.
I look at Jamie tilting my head.
"We kissed?"
He nods his head a smile on his face as he sips his coffee.
"You guys are so hopeless in love it's sickening. You should have heard yourself. The sappiness that was coming from both of your mouth was revolting."
I watch as the man walks out of the kitchen leaving Jamie and I to talk.
"Why didn't-" I start but am cut off by Jamie.
"I didn't want to freak you out and I didn't know if what you said last night was what you really feel or just the alcohol talking. I mean you kissed me but like once again you were being pretty bold last night so I really don't know."
I watch as he nervously stares into his coffee. I had noticed right away when I got to Dallas that Jamie Benn was never one for confrontation off the ice. He was so shy and awkward that he just didn't want to have any part of it so I knew this was easy for him.
I set my hand on his bicep and bite my inner lip.
"I don't lie when I'm drunk. I just don't have a filter. My mouth says whatever comes to my mind. So, whatever I said last night was one hundred precent the truth." I assure him biting my inner lip.
Jamie smiles and settles a hand on my waist going to pull me closer but stops. I furrow my brows at him before glancing behind me to see we now had an audience.
"Oh no! Don't let us stop you."
Tyler smirks and leans on the counter.
"It's about damn time you make a move on her." Ben teases before shaking his head.
I giggle leaning my head against Jamie's chest.
Well, this job just got a little more interesting.
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when the stars align (j.benn)
Fanfictionwhen the younger sister of ben bishop is offered a job working with the Dallas Stars what can she do but go down to the big d. what she does not expect is to be faced with as many challenges as she is. one of her many challenges happening to be th...
