After twelve hours of sleep, Adeline and Abigail finally woke up, but realized that something was missing. It was Molly. They tried calling and searching for her, but she was no where to be found.
"Wasn't she with us last night?" Adeline rubbed her eyes.
"No idea. I was drunk too." Abigail yawned. "Maybe she's in the other hotel room."
"Nicholas, Peter and Jacob were in the same room and Ella had a separate room. Could it be—"
"Don't tell me she had a one night stand..."
"Let's ask the others first."
When Nicholas woke up, Adeline asked him if he saw where Molly went last night.
"Wasn't she in your room?" Nicholas asked.
"Why do you think I'm asking you?" Adeline folded her arms.
"Peter, Ella and I fell asleep on the couch in my room."
"Wait, so if you three slept in one room, could it be that Jacob and Molly are in the same room?" Adeline exclaimed.
"Only one way to find out."
Meanwhile...
(In Ella's room)
"AHHHH! Why are you here?" Molly abruptly got a blanket and wrapped it around her body.
Jacob slowly opened his eyes. "Why is it so nois—"
"Jacob! Did-Did we do that thing last night...?"
As soon as Jacob finally realized what Molly was trying to say, he instantaneously grabbed a pillow and covered his upper body.
"Why are we together? Isn't this my room?" Jacob yawned.
Molly started shaking his shoulders. "We slept in Ella's room you jerk! Why do you seem so calm?"
"Do-Do you remember what we did last night?"
(Flashback)
Twelve hours ago...
"You're being… ridicu-lush… I'm not drunk…" Molly wrapped her arms around Jacob's neck.
"Me neither. Let-Let's jus... Sleep..." Jacob gently pushed her away as he sat on the bed.
When Jacob was about to close his eyes, Molly sat on his lap and leaned closer to him. All Jacob could here now was the sound of his own his own heart pumping in his chest, never beating as fast. He could feel her entering his veins, making him long for her lips.
Jacob pressed his lips gently onto Molly's, his head tilted right, hers tilted left, noses touching each other's cheeks. Molly wrapped her legs around his torso as she pushed him back, making her fall on top of him on the bed. She then snaked her arms around his neck as he held her tighter and the pressure increased.
"You-You sure about this...? There's no turning back." Jacob broke the kiss.
Molly whispered, "Shut up and kiss me you fool."
As soon as he felt her breath, he wrapped one of his arms on her waist as the other ran through her hair. Then a sudden rush of electricity overpowered him as she grabbed the collar of his jacket and slowly brushed her lips against his.
Jacob started unbuttoning her clothes. "Don't you dare regret this when you wake up."
"It's so hot." Molly kissed the side of his neck, leaving her lipstick mark. "Keep going."
"Lo-Look, we're both drunk. We should stop..."
"You don't want me...?"
"If we go further, I'll lose control."
"Then shall I fulfill your desire?"
"You don't know who—"
"I am yours for tonight, Jacob."
Without even giving her a response, Jacob continued claiming her mouth again and again. Then his lips travelled from her cheek and down to her neck with gentle pecks.
The warmth of his body and the feel of his hands brought a soft moan to her lips. Although they both knew what they were doing, there wasn't a moment of hesitation.
Jacob removed his shirt and gently crawled towards her. "Don't slap me when you wake up tomorrow."
Molly cupped his face and smirked. "I'm not so sure about that."