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Chapter 4

"Shit I'm gonna be late for work!" I yelled as I jerked awake from my deep sleep and looked over at the time on my phone.

7:30am.

"What time do you have to be there?" Bridgett groaned.

"Eight" I responded.

"Where?" She asked.

"Chick-fil-a" Hayes told her and I raised my eyebrow as he covered his mouth with his hand.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"Lucky guess" he answered quickly.

Too quickly.

"Got any job openings?" Bridgett asked.

"Yeah we do, come with me and I'll get you an application and an interview."

"I wanna go!" Hayes yelled.

"Yeah sure come on, don't know if you'll get a job though" I told him.

"That's alright as long as I get food" he said and we laughed.

"Okay um where's your bathroom?" I asked Hayes and he pointed me in the direction.

I walked into the bathroom and peed and then I found a hairbrush and did the best I could. I didn't even care how I looked.

"Is there a hairbrush in here?" Bridgett asked in a loud voice and busted in the door.

"Um yeah here" I said while handing it to her.

"Just hold it" she told me and made her way to the toilet before pulling her pants down and peeing.

Okay.

Actually I was wrong, I do care how I look. I sat the hairbrush on the counter and walked into Hayes' kitchen and grabbed the wristlet that I had my phone in at the carnival. I'm so thankful for all the tiny pockets in it.

I walked back to the bathroom and unzipped a zipper. I opened the pocket and pulled out my thin case of powder. I applied it to my face in an attempt to fix whatever this was. I put it back in and pulled another zipper revealing a small liquid eyeliner I kept with me. I put it on my eyelids and didn't worry about anything else. I pulled my hair to the side and braided it, tying it off with the ponytail that was on my wrist.

"Can I borrow that?" Bridgett asked desperately and I handed her the wristlet.

"Use whatever you can find in the pockets, except the money" I told her.

"Yeah, yeah whatever" she waved me off as I went to get my phone.

I walked into Hayes' bed room and he was standing there in khaki shorts about to put on a white t-shirt. I was already walking in before I realized any of that. I stopped in my tracks and stared. He was really fit, and his naked state revealed a few tattoos on his arms, but the main thing was his abs.

Wow.

I didn't realize I was staring so long until he cleared his throat. "Here's you phone."

"Oh um yeah, thanks" I stuttered and mentally face palmed at my awkwardness as he finish pulling on his shirt.

I dropped my phone and went towards him, tackling him on to the bed. I was straddling him and puckered my lips before I realized what I was doing.

"Harper, would you ever so kindly tell me what the fuck you are doing?" Hayes asked in a polite voice and I sat up straight on top of him.

"Would you like to tell me what you're doing?" I asked hoping this would work.