One of Them Girls

Chapter 13

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I have officially finished writing the rough draft of this story! Currently working on proofreading and editing the remaining chapters and then they will be posted! Thank you to everyone for all the support I've received on this story!

The drive back to your place is quiet, but not in an uncomfortable way. There's a shared sense of contentment between you and Tyler, the kind that comes after a night well spent. As he pulls into your driveway, Tyler turns off the engine and looks over at you, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Thanks for tonight," you say, your voice warm. "I really had a good time."

"Me too," Tyler replies, his tone genuine. He hesitates for a moment, then adds, "You know, if you're up for it, I wouldn't mind sticking around for a bit longer. Maybe have that movie night we talked about?"

You bite your lip, considering his offer. The thought of ending the night just yet doesn't sit right with you, and the idea of spending more time with him is undeniably appealing. "I'd like that," you say finally. "Why don't you come inside?"

His smile widens, a mixture of relief and excitement.

The two of you get out of the truck and make your way to the front door. As you step inside, the familiar comfort of your home washes over you. You kick off your shoes and glance at Tyler, who's casually leaning against the wall, his hands in his pockets as he takes in the space.

"You can get comfortable if you want," you suggest, motioning toward the living room. "I'm just going to change out of this dress. It's been digging into me all night."

Tyler nods, his eyes following you as you start to head toward your bedroom. Before you disappear down the hall, you pause and turn back to him. "Actually... Tyler, could you help me with something?"

"Sure," he says, pushing off the wall and walking toward you, curiosity in his eyes. "What do you need?"

You turn your back to him, pulling your hair to the side to expose the zipper of your dress. "My roommate helped me zip this up earlier, and it's a little tricky. Could you...?"

"Yeah, of course," he says, stepping closer. His fingers brush against the fabric of your dress, and you feel a slight shiver run down your spine as he carefully takes hold of the zipper.

As he slowly pulls the zipper down, the sound seems almost deafening in the quiet room. The cool air hits your back as the dress loosens, and you can feel Tyler's breath on your neck, his movements slow and deliberate. When the zipper reaches the small of your back, he hesitates for a moment, his hands resting lightly against your sides.

You're acutely aware of the intimate position you're in, standing there in front of him with not a lot of clothing beneath the dress. Something Tyler can now see with the dress unzipped. You catch his gaze in a mirror, and you can see the way his eyes darken, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard.

"Tyler..." you say softly, unsure of how to proceed. There's a charged silence between you, the air thick with unspoken tension.

He gently trails his hands down your sides, his fingers grazing your skin in a way that sends a thrill through you. But just as you think he might push things further, Tyler pulls back, placing a tender kiss on your bare shoulder instead. The gesture is soft and sweet, a sign that he's feeling the same attraction you are, but is holding himself back.

"You look amazing," he murmurs against your skin, his voice husky. "But... I don't want to pressure you to do anything"

His words make your heart flutter, the mix of desire and restraint in his tone making it clear just how much he cares. You turn around to face him, holding your dress to your chest as you look up at him.