***Taylor's POV***
Rach kissed ross, rather enthusiastically. Justins truth was to answer whether he had been in love which he took ever so seriously. He has I can tell. He has been hurt too I know that look. He strikes me as the kind of guy that falls hard and pours his heart out into his relationship. Rach gets dared to kiss him and she doesn't hesitate. She is drunk I know that by the way she unsteadily clambered over him.
Jay has drapped his t-shirt around my hips which made me laugh and I'm still sitting on him, talking to Ross about psychology and all the lecture notes that I couldnt concentrate on earlier.
"Matty your dare is to make Taylor moan" Nate says.
"On fuck off" Jay laughs.
"You just wanna hear her, you perv" he adds.
"not gonna lie when I first saw you I was highly attracted to you" Nate says looking at me.
"really? I couldn't tell" I sigh. Nate approached me in a bar after Matty's art show last year. I told him to fuck off but he was forceful and Jay intervened.
"Kissing only, there will be no moaning or sexual stuff" I say and walk over to Matty. Matthew James Henderson, he has kissed me thousands of times. He has done more to me in the past and this, a kiss is nothing to contemplate or overthink.
I lean into him taking in his familiar cologne. He is sitting back in his chair, lounging even. I bow my head to his and he parts his lips. I kiss him softly. I try to pull away and as I do I can feel his desperation and longing. His lips I remember well, softly brushing against mine.
I pull myself out of that particular trip down memory lane. Pull back and look briefly into his eyes. Green eyes that long to know what's going on. Eyes searching mine and begging me to come back home. Walking back to Jay. I whisper in his ear.
"Wanna go hang out just us" I say.
I miss our alone time.
"No driving though" he sighs.
"Nope, my bed sorry" I say.
"One more dare Taylor" Rach sighs overhearing us.
"Okay okay" I say stroking Jays hair back.
"Hit me what will it be?" I sigh.
"I dare you to flash us" she smiles.
"You just wanna see my tits" I laugh.
"Not her nipples they're mine" Jay laughs.
"Are you sure you're not bi" I ask bravely. I am drunk.
"I can be for you" she laughs.
"Nice." I say.
"Okay just quickly, and just my boobs nothing else. Lord I feel so objectified" I say smirking.
Jay scoffs picking up the brandy and I swipe him playfully.
"You think I won't" I laugh cheekily at Jay.
I unclip my bra watching his reaction. He's transfixed on me, smiling. I rest against him and I swear you could hear a pin drop if the radio wasn't playing music.
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Desire me - the third novel ****editing
Romance"I'm a bad girl. He is gazing at me in his car, I imagine our relationship and it flashes before me through my mind. He's drop dead gorgeous, and how I can even manage to stop touching him is truly remarkable. He's handsome in a true and honest way...
