“Oops. Sorry,” Jonathan mumbled as he leaned in to give her another kiss.
Faster than even she thought was possible, Haley had the front door unlocked and stumbled back, saving herself from more slobber.
“Well, it’s been nice, but-”
“Can I come in for a cup of coffee?” Jonathan asked eagerly before he added, “I can stay out as late as I want tonight.” Oh, she knew that he was lying. Someone was going to be in so much trouble when he got home, Haley thought, mentally tsking him.
She opened her mouth to politely refuse when the yelling began.
“Help me!”
What the hell? It sounded like Jason was in her house.
“Help me, please! Somebody, please help me! Why won’t somebody help me?”
“What’s that?” Jonathan asked, shifting nervously.
Haley didn’t stop to answer. She was already running towards the sounds of Jason screaming, wondering why it sounded like it was coming from her room. Seconds later, she threw her bedroom door open and stumbled as she came to a halt five feet into the room, which put her directly in front of her bed.
“What the hell…” Jonathan muttered as he came to a stop behind her.
“Oh, thank god you’re here, Haley!” Jason said, sounding happy for someone who was tied to her bed in only a pair of boxer shorts. “I know you said it turns you on knowing that I’m tied to your bed waiting for you, but I really need to use the bathroom and stretch my legs before we…” Jason said, his voice trailing off when he caught sight of Jonathan.
Sighing dramatically, Jason said, “I thought we agreed that you would tell me ahead of time before you added someone to our bed. It’s fine this time. Lucky for you, I think we still have plenty of lube.” With another sigh, he glanced at Jonathan, who was still staring at Jason dumbly, and added, “I hope you’re not a screamer. The last guy screamed his head off every time I-”
“You’re sick!” Jonathan cried, cutting Jason off. “Stay away from me and don’t try to call me either! I’m telling my mother about you!”
Haley didn’t spare Jonathan a glance as she glared at the man with the huge shit-eating grin tied to her bed. She was vaguely aware of her front door slamming shut and the sound of tires peeling out of her driveway a moment later.
“Is that for me?” Jason asked, looking pointedly at the styrofoam container in her hands.
“Mmmhmm,” Haley mumbled as she walked around the bed and placed the container on his chest before opening it. She didn’t miss the way that his eyes widened in pleasure.
“Is that-”
“Peanut butter frosting, yup,” she finished for him.
He licked his lips as he stared at the huge dessert. “You are the best, ever. Untie me so I can dig in,” Jason said absently as he continued to stare at the cake, probably trying to decide which end he was going to attack first.
“You can’t get free?” Haley asked, taking in the knots securing him to her bed.
“Nope.”
“You did this yourself?”
“Yes. Now cake, woman.”
“Uh-huh…” Haley mumbled absently as she stepped away from the bed and headed for the bathroom.
“Wait. Where are you going?”
“I’m just getting something to untie you with.”
“Hurry.”
“Sure thing,” Haley said, glad that he couldn’t see her shit-eating grin.
Chapter 5
