At some point, they all gathered together around the bar either half-drunk and some could be described as totally drunk, and the only sober person (Leanna) was enjoying watching how foolish everyone was acting.

Laura who had been prancing around with her bikini because she felt it was unfair to cover her hard-earned body was currently wearing James's shirt because he felt she was too drunk to make sure that the little clothes she was wearing stayed in place.

Rachel was also quite drunk, but she wasn't as unrestrained as Laura. Brian had made her sit next to him and would occasionally whisper something to her that would make her cheeks redden.

It got even worse once he had an arm over her shoulder and he would just have to move slightly to accomplish his goals. Occasionally he would pinch her nose and a rare smile would appear on his face when she said something to him.

Nancy was blatantly flirting with David, who looked very different without his glasses. His gaze was very indulgent and he would laugh once in a while when she said something outrageous.

Jen and Lucas were chatting with everyone and laughing happily. She, on the other hand, was forced to lift her legs so her feet don't get swollen. Ethan was also nonchalantly massaging her feet while joining in on the excitement.

It had embarrassed her in the beginning, but no one seemed to care. Jason and Nathan had ended up being the life of the party since they didn't have partners to be preoccupied with. Alex was playing with Michael's hair and he was letting her do whatever she wanted. After protesting twice he decided to ignore her. He was even wondering if it was time for another haircut.

"I'm tired," Leanna said to Ethan with a yawn. She had been feeling sleepy for a while now but she was having too much fun so she was reluctant to leave.

"Guys, we'll be turning in first. We'll see you tomorrow," Ethan said as he placed Leanna's feet on the ground.

"Goodnight," Leanna said with a shallow smile and everyone said goodnight to the couple and the two slowly walked to their room. After the first two left, it didn't take that long for the others to start leaving. In the end, the only ones left on the roof were Jen, Lucas, Nathan, Alex, Michael and Jason.

"I know you two want to leave as well, go ahead," Jason urged the only couple left.

"Mmmh, you should go first, don't feel sorry for us," Alex supported. Jen narrowed her eyes as she looked at her younger sister.

"What are you up to?" she asked her.

"You can go inside, as the crowd of singles we have to go to the party after the party," Jason said as he stood up and stretched.

"You two really look similar," Alex said to Jason as she looked between him and Lucas.

"I thought you said you would dye your hair," Lucas said with a small frown after hearing her comment.

"Mmmh, I forgot, guys, let's go. We'll come home at 6 am, so don't wait up for us. I have a driver arranged, so you all have to go all out," Jason said, and everyone else started following him out. Lucas watched as the group of four left and laughed helplessly.

"I feel like Alex is finally letting loose after coming here," Jen said with a cheerful smile. Her young sister had started restraining herself when their father passed away. Seeing Jen struggle made her even worse, so Jen was happy to see Alex going out more and socializing. She was finally seeing the side of her she thought was gone for good.

"Mmmh, well, we should go and wait up for them," Lucas said, and his hands slid up the hem of the short dress she was wearing.

"But I thought they'll come back in the morning," Jen said as she caught the hands that were now squeezing her bottom.

"Mmmh, we should find something to keep us busy, don't you think?" Lucas asked as he tilted his head to one side.

"Okay," Jen agreed readily and grabbed two bottles of liquor ready to lead the way back to their room, but squealed at the sudden feeling of weightlessness when Lucas carried her. She quickly wrapped her arms behind his neck to feel more secure.

"You decided to bring alcohol," Lucas said with a chuckle, and Jen nodded in response. She knew that this would be the last time in a while, and she didn't want to skimp out on herself. She was going to get all she could from him tonight.

When Lucas closed the door to his side of the house, Jen found herself pressed against the door with her lips blocked. After a few seconds of kissing, she started struggling against him.

"What?" Lucas asked her as he pulled away from her.

"Let's go to our room, they haven't left yet," Jen said, referring to Michael and Alex. Lucas chuckled but did not move.

"Are you scared that they'll see us?" he asked her, the hands around her waist shifting to her bottom. She had both her arms and legs around him. If the two came out and found them like this, it would be too embarrassing.

"Mmmh," Jen said while nodding furiously.

"But this is my house, I should be able to do what I want," Lucas said with a playful pout but conceded and went to their room. Tossing Jen on the enormous bed. She was still holding the liquor bottles when Lucas crawled onto her body and kissed her deeply.

She released the bottles, letting them lay on the bed and wrapped her arms behind his neck. Lucas also felt her legs go around his waist and his kisses got even more intense.

Because of their movements, Jen's dress rode all the way up to her stomach. So when Lucas touched her outer thigh, he was met with nothing but soft skin.

He separated from her, mostly out of curiosity with a wet sound echoing in the room when their lips parted from each other. After glancing down, he looked back up at her.

"These are cute," Lucas said as he played with the delicate material of the barely-there white lace panties she was wearing.

"I have them in every colour. You got them for me," Jen said with a nostalgic smile.

"Really?" Lucas asked the hand that had been close to her waistband, moving towards her inner thighs.

"Mmmh, I haven't worn them all yet," Jen said with a chuckle that sounded seductive enough to draw Lucas' attention to her lips once more.

"Are you wearing those things today?" Lucas asked her, and Jen furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. What in the world was he talking about now?'

"Things? What things?" Jen asked in confusion.

"The ones you had stuck on your nipples," he said bluntly, and Jen almost choked on her saliva.

"Speaking of those, you still haven't given them back to me," Jen said while mock glaring at him.

"I'll buy you other ones, I packed those ones already," Lucas said with a mischievous smile.

"And why would you do that?" Jen asked with wide eyes.

"A memento?" Lucas answered and got smacked on the arm. He laughed when he saw her reddened cheeks and leaned down to suck and nibble on her tantalizing lips.

"So are you wearing them?" Lucas asked after pausing the kiss.

"No, there's no need for them with this outfit," Jen scolded and even thought she saw him pout in disappointment.

"I'm showering first," Jen said as she helplessly looked at his expression.

"I'll join you," Lucas said, and even started unbuttoning his shirt while still on top of her. If he continued with his actions, she might as well forget about getting a proper shower.

"No," Jen said firmly and pushed one of his shoulders so he could get off her. He rolled to lie next to her, and she sat up on the bed.

"You can use the other room," Jen said and ran to the bathroom. Lucas looked at the closed door and laughed to himself. He was really going to miss her. He knew it in his bones but was helpless against those feelings.

Jen closed the bathroom door and got undressed. It looked like she would have to buy a lot more of those 'things' Lucas was obsessed with. She laughed in amusement at her thoughts. She had a few pairs here.

Maybe she can wear them to surprise him later since he likes them so much. She might as well think of them out of her possession forever since she was certain that he was going to pack those ones too and leave with them.

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