"E, I'll be good. Please, don't call Noah." she pulled her arms and shook it as though it's a piece of stick.

"Yes, yes. I won't call Noah. I was just kidding. Stand up straight for fuck sake!" she said in exasperation. 'Where the hell was the hotel picked up?'

"E, Noah is a meanie. A meanie!"

"If Noah is such a meanie, why did you let him give you a hickey?" She knew she was not playing fair asking Jess while she was intoxicated, but her curiosity to know what was the real score between Jess and Noah won over moral etiquette.

Jess squinted her eyes on her and put her in arms akimbo. "I didn't -- know." she pouted and had a hiccup. "Kiss…[hic] just a kiss…"

"Come on, stand up. What are you doing?" She was slumped on the sand like a kid throwing a tantrum, and she found it difficult to pull her up.

"Meanie -- [hic] he's a meanie - bad...bad Noah [hic]." She grabbed some sand and threw some in the air.

"I can't imagine how Luke could tolerate your ass," she nudged her on the ground. She stopped trying to pull her up because every time she did, she would grab a handful of sand and toss them at her.

"Noah is a meanie!!" she yelled at the night.

She shrugged her shoulders in resignation. She hates drunk people. Especially obnoxious ones like Jess who was already lying down in the sand. She really wanted to help her but a part of her finds it amusing to watch her drunken antics.

She pulled her phone and took a video of her lying on the sand, calling Noah a meanie over and over. Her plan was to send it to her tomorrow. She giggled imagining her reaction. Too bad, she won't be able to see her horrified expression when she sees the video of herself.

She was still giggling with the idea of it when she saw the headlights of the golf cart with the logo of their hotel.

The hotel staff had a hard time strapping Jess on the seat for she kept on mumbling and kicking her legs in the air.

"Which one is your villa ma'am?"

The hotel staff asked her, eyeing the flight of stairs in front of them. Jess was already asleep on the seat of the golf cart. The ocean breeze in their about thirty minutes drive made Jess asleep. She was about to tell the hotel employee to carry Jess when she saw a familiar man in the distance.

"Wait a minute." She stopped the hotel employee. "Hey, Noah. Good evening."

Noah furrowed his eyebrows seeing Ellise standing in the middle of the street going to their villa.

"I need help," she said, she gave the tall man standing behind Noah a small smile. 'Security.' She could read the aura around the man even though he was wearing a white chino and board shorts. "Jess got drunk, can you carry her and throw her in her bed." she grinned.

She watched the worry cross Noah's eyes as he strode to the golf cart where Jess was slumped on the seat asleep.

"Good evening, sir."

The hotel employee greeted him but he didn't mind the man for his eyes were on Jess' thighs that were exposed because her dress was hitched with the way she was lying on the seat. He quickly pulled her dress down and unfasten her seatbelt.

He gently pulled her up in her arms and positioned her in a way that he could carry her in princess style. "Jin you can go ahead," he told him but his eyes were looking ahead at the stairs. Taking careful steps on the narrow stone stairs to Jess' villa.

The man Noah called Jin gave her a small bow then climbed the opposite stairs heading to the villa before theirs. She followed Noah who was already halfway on the stairs. Even from the distance, she could tell with the way he carried her that he was being gentle and careful with her.

Her curiosity about Noah and Jess' relationship grew, however, tonight she has a flight to catch.

When she reached the last step of the stair Noah was already inside the villa and the main door was left open for her. She tilted her head, wondering how Noah knew the passcode of their door.

"Uhm, Ellise…a little help, please."

She entered the room with Jess hugging Noah like a koala. She kept mumbling incoherently and as Noah panicked, she burst out laughing. She pulled out her phone and took a photo of the two.

She opened her closet and grabbed her coat, pulled out her suitcase, and said, "I have a flight in the next hour, so I will leave that drunkard in your care. Good luck, Noah."

"No, Ellise...wait..wait Jessica!"

Jess pulled him down on the bed, hooked her legs on his waist, and smothered his face with wet kisses. He wouldn't mind her doing it to him in other circumstances, but with Ellise in the room, he doesn't know what to do.

"Jessica, I'm telling you to chill the hell down!"

"Noah is such a meanie," she started sobbing. She pushed him away from her and started pulling her dress over her head.

"Dammit, Jessica! You shouldn't be drinking if you are going to act like this." he raked his hair in frustration. He pulled the blanket and rolled her in them like a burrito.

He heard the main door shut. "Did your friend just leave you alone with me?" He watched Jessica sobbing rolled in the blanket. He took a deep breath, and slowly removed the blanket from her body.

However, Jess won't stop crying and he doesn't know what to do. She was sitting in the middle of the bed glaring at him, wearing nothing but her white lace underwear!

"You are such a meanie!"

"I'm sorry, baby. Tell me what to do." He stepped back from the bed, trying to avert his eyes from her nakedness.

"I'll forgive you [hic]... if you kiss me."