Chapter 6 The Jacket and the Party

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The following day Khloe arrived at work with his jacket. And when she caught him when he was free, she gave it to him.

"I thought I told you to keep it," he told her with a flinty gaze.

"But its yours. And you said just yesterday that you wanted it desperately."

"I said keep it. You don't expect me to take it back, do you?"

She had a quizzical look on her face as she watched him turn away from her to talk to someone else. What was his problem actually?

There was a craft service table set up nearby with breakfast stuff, fruit, cakes, fresh coffee, juice, chocolate, tortilla chips, several types of cheeses and chocolate.

She filled a cup with coffee and within seconds, spilled it right down the front of her dress. Bummer!

She saw Hardin's gaze on her as she hurriedly reached out into her bag to wipe the stains with a tissue.

"Guess you would be needing the jacket now," he said and brushed past her.

She sighed deeply and took the jacket to wear it.She was suddenly enveloped by his sweet scent. It was bigger than her obviously but better than her walking around with a coffee stained shirt. The day basically had just begun.

"Is that Hardin's jacket you're wearing?" Tiffany asked with a slight frown on her face.Yes, Hardin's initials were printed on the jacket so it was easy to figure out. That should be the first time ever Tiffany spoke to her.

"Um yeah," she replied in a low voice.

"Why would you be wearing his jacket?"

"I got coffee spilled on my dress."

She looked at her in a demeaning manner and then said, "Stop being clumsy around here. You're here to work. Got that?"

Khloe nodded without meeting her eyes. God. She was staring at her like a hawk. It made her so uncomfortable.

The day dragged on and soon the shoot was over. Thank heavens. She saw Tiffany holding on to Hardin like she was somehow connected to him. She had to relax though. They were no longer on screen. What was the need?

Hardin received a text from his friend asking if he was free. Right. He had to attend a bachelor's party. What was the use of getting married anyway? A total waste of time, he reasoned. Tiffany offered to tag along.

"Yeah sure."came his response. Hardin knew the shoot wouldn't even be over before she ended up at his bed three or four times. She was going to be so easy to get.

Khloe returned home and found Jessica talking animatedly with her Mom.

She went over to hug both of them before Tara

excused herself to check on her food.

Jessica's eyes fell on the jacket Khloe was wearing. "Who owns this?" She touched the fabric.

"Oh.. Its Hardin's. I had coffee spilled on me at the start of the day and he was kind enough to give it to me" she shrugged.

"Shut up!" Jessica slapped Khloe on her arm. "This is Hardin Hall's jacket? Like his own personal jacket?"

"You can see his initials can't you?"

"Are you for reals!" She squealed. "Please take it off!"

"Its just a dumb jacket. No big deal," Khloe said simply.

"If you say so. Hey, you won't guess who I met when I went grocery shopping today,"

"Who? Beyonce?" Khloe bit a nail.

"No, silly." Jessica gave an eye roll. "It was Jay. And what's more, he invited me to go to a party with him. How exciting is that?"

Jay was Jessica's boyfriend's twin brother. Jessica had some sort of attraction to him she could not understand.

"What about Caden?"Khloe asked back. "Your actual boyfriend? Wouldn't it be weird you two are going out without him?"

"Caden is on a business trip so that won't be a problem."

"Hmm... Why don't you just go ahead and date Jay since you want him so much?"

"What?" Jessica pushed her slightly."Of course I can't do that. I have feelings for Caden actually and he is a really good boyfriend. Besides that, he seems to be like a family type of man. Jay on the other hand doesn't really seem like he wants to be committed or do anything long term" she explained.

"So why even bother with him when you are aware of that?"

"I've said this a hundred times. Jay is just like a magnet and its impossible to stay away from him."

"Then I guess you should focus on the one that would give you the princess lifestyle you desire so much,"Khloe remarked.

"But they're both loaded. Can I just have both?"

Khloe threw her head back in laughter. "You're really a gold digger, aren't you?"

"Isn't everybody?"

"Nuh-uh. Speak for yourself, madame"

"Well whatever," Jessica gave a dismissive wave of her hand.

"In any case, just be really careful." Khloe pulled her cheeks and she smiled. "And don't break Caden's heart, he is such a sweetheart"

"Yes mother," Jessica nodded and they laughed in unison.

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The party was in full swing and Jay and Jessica were busy grinding on the dance floor as loud music blasted from the speakers. She felt her insides melt being so close to him and having him hold her like that.

Jay and Caden were twins but yet had distinct personalities. Caden was more business oriented but Jay preferred to be laid back in his way of doing things.

He ran a car dealer ship and had free time for thrilling activities.

Although Caden was not daring and kept it simple, he was more of the romantic type though. He loved treating Jessica like a lady and would always be thoughtful about planning dates and spending as much time with her whenever he got the chance.

Jay treated her like one of his guys, instead.

Jessica drank too much from failing at a beer pong game so he pulled her to one corner where there was reduced noise and loud music.

"I'm having the best time ever!" She shrieked loudly and started giggling.

"Sure you are. You're getting wasted though," Jay said with his eyes on her.

"These shoes are killing my feet," she said as she bent down to take the pair of stilettos she was wearing off. Jay hastily picked them up as she kicked them to the side.

He watched her fiddling with the zip of her dress and grabbed her hand.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"The bra is so uncomfortable. I wanna take em off," she whined.

"Are you nuts? You can't take them off here. You need to wait till you get home."

"I can't wait that long, I need them off now." She mumbled.

"Fine," he sighed. "Come with me."

He pulled her back into the party and through the crowd till they got to the bathroom. Scared of what she might end up doing alone inside, he accompanied her in and locked the door behind him.

Lucky for them, there wasn't a single soul around.

Quickly, she undid her zip halfway and freed herself of her red lacy bra and threw it at his face. Then she started giggling again and then clapped her hands.

He caught the bra with his free hand, the other occupied with her heels.

"Why are your nipples so pointy?" He asked as he observed them through her dress. "Are you horny?"

"Maybe you should come find out," she beckoned on him to come closer. He set her shoes aside and inched closer to her.

With his right free hand, he lowered it down to her dress and caressed her thighs gently.

She drew in her breath sharply.

"I would have loved to but I know you're not in your right frame of mind. So how about we wait until you're sober?" He whispered softly to her face.

"But," she bit her lip, "I want you,"

"Don't tempt me Jess, please" he said in a low growl.

Then he leaned in, held her by the neck and brushed his lips against hers quickly.

Their moment was suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on the door. Someone had to be in use of the bathroom.

As he broke from the kiss, she couldn't help but want more.

He took off his jacket and made her wear it.

"Now, nobody's gonna see your pointy boobs," he said with a little smile.

And then he grabbed her hand, "Come on, we need to take you home,"

He pulled her out of the bathroom and out of the exit.

It didn't take long when he hit the road, driving home when she passed out on the passengers seat.

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Khloe arrived at work the following day to find out that she had been made the new key make up artist. The old one had some family issues to attend to so she had to be away for some time.

"But I don't think I can do it sir," she blinked a few times as she told the director.

He patted her on the shoulder and said, "Of course you can do it. Get to work"

"But sir, I..." But he was gone.

She sighed and put her hands to her face wondering how she could pull it off.

The first female actress she worked on went well although she almost screwed up.

She kept on pushing her hair around the sides of her face and when it got disturbing , she tied it in a low messy bun.

The next person to work on however was Hardin. Crap. He had a deep scowl set on his face already and he looked like he didn't get enough sleep the previous night.

And then she messed his make-up. In the process of trying to fix it, she made it even much worse.

"Just stop!" He barked and slapped her hand away from his face getting her surprised a little and attracting the attention of others.

"I'm sorry I.." She started.

"Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?" He cut in curtly. "Is that why you can't do your job right?"