Her Tattoo on My Heart

Chapter 5

Grace set down all her shopping bags on her bed. The girls went shopping and she got a bunch of new clothes with the help of her roommates.

"Have you decided what to wear?" Jocelyn asked, popping her head inside Grace's bedroom.

"Something new," she smiled. "I was thinking of that black skirt and that burgundy top."

"Ooh! That sounds cute! Well guess I better get ready." She took a few steps away then walked back inside the bedroom. "Hey, so do you have any idea why Logan mentioned the party to you and didn't say anything about it to me? I'm not trying to say that he should only ask me or anything but I was-"

"He just asked me first," Grace shrugged her shoulders. "I'm guessing he didn't want you to think that he was asking you out or anything since to him it looked like you were taken. At least that's what I would assume."

Jocelyn was silent for a minute. "Right, well I think that I'll go get ready now. I should be ready in like twenty minutes... once I decide what I'm wearing."

"You should wear those shorts you got. The ones with the ombré look and some sort of white top, that'd be cute."

"Yeah, that's a good idea. You might just become the new fashion guru around here," she winked before heading to her own room to get changed.

Grace pulled off the tags on her new wardrobe before changing into the shirt and top. She slipped on a pair of gladiator sandals and added some accessories before looking over her appearance in the mirror. She didn't feel like doing anything with her hair so she let it fall down her shoulders. After a quick touch up her makeup looked fresh and she was ready to go to the party.

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Jocelyn: there's a party at Logan's. Ur girl is gonna b there.

Anthony quickly changed his shirt snd put on some cologne before he ran out of the apartment and to his truck. He grabbed a cigarette and lit up, letting the nicotine calm his nerves. Why the hell was he nervous to see her? After all he just saw her yesterday and helped her put together some furniture and they talked quite a bit. The conversations were easy and natural like nothing ever happened between them.

When he got to the house he saw Becca's sedan and knew that the girls were already here. He turned off his truck and walked up be sidewalk already hearing the bass of the music thumping inside the house.

People stood everywhere in the house with beer bottles and red solo cups. Girls paid attention to him as he walked past. They eyed him like he was a piece of meat.

Anthony got to the kitchen and grabbed a beer for himself. He brought the bottle to his lips before searching the dancing bodies for Grace. Her back was turned away from him so she has no idea that he was hear yet. She let her hair cascade down her shoulders and he remembered brushing it away to kiss her neck.

The song changed and it must've been one she liked. Her hips stayed from side to side. Just from looking at her he was already starting to get hard in his pants. That tight skirt showed off her curves and he wondered how much cleavage she was showing in that top. He wanted to get behind her and feel her move in front of him.

Becca was in front of her. She saw me and whispered something to Grace who turned around and smiled at Anthony. He acknowledged her with a nod, not wanting to go to her while his dick was doing most of the thinking.

She started to walk towards him and he noticed that she was a little wobbly walking. How much has she been drinking?

"Heyyy."

"What's up?"

"Not much. Thanks for helping me yesterday. I appreciate it."

"It's nothing," he told her. "Hey, how much have you been drinking?"

She giggled. "I'm not drunk. Besides I'm allowed to have a good time."

"You are, but there are a lot of guys that are here that keep eye fucking you and I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Anthony it's not like I'm still a virgin... you took that from me." She pushed a finger into his chest and looked up into his eyes. "Remember?"

He swallowed. Dammit she was practically leaning into him and would likely discover just how hard he was. Grace's cheeks flushed and she stepped away. "I need to pee."

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The music was turned down and everyone who was playing sat in a circle. There were at least fifteen people who wanted to play Never Have I Ever. Grace sat a few people away from Anthony. From the corner of his eye he saw her glancing at him. He pretended not to notice.

"Never have I ever... lost someone special."

He drank.

So did she.

People went around and starting to play. He watched her to see when she would take a sip of her drink and she secretly did the same for him. Eventually it was his turn to say something.

"Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex."

She drank.

He wanted to know when and who she kissed. Immediately.

The game continued and other people took their turns.

"Never have I ever been in handcuffs."

He drank.

She drank.

"Never have I ever played strip poker."

Both of them didn't touch their cup. It was obvious that after he left she got more wild and he wanted to know if that had something to do with him leaving or her sisters death.

It came to her turn and she chewed on her lip before saying, "Never have I ever... had sex on the beach."

The group whooped at the girls and guys who drank. Her eyes watched Anthony waiting to see if he would drink. When their eyes locked she parted her lips before getting out of the circle. "I think I need some air," she told the girls.

Anthony got up and followed her outside.

"What are you doing out here?" she asked.

"I wanted to see if you were okay."

"I'm fine, just needed some air. That's all."

He stepped closer to her. "Grace..."

"I'm fine, really."

"Okay." He stepped towards her. "You know you can tell me if you aren't fine."

She nodded.

His fingers tilted up her chin. Grace sucked in a breath before his lips brushed against hers. She closed her eyes then snapped them open. "No."

Grace stepped back. "This can't happen."

"Why not? I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I still love you."

"You've been with other girls so how dare  you say that you love me. When you love someone then you don't sleep around."

"Baby I'm sorry."

"You don't get to call me that," she snapped. "Please just let me live my life without you." Tears fell from her face. "I can't let you in just to break my heart again."

She spun on her heels and Anthony was going to make sure that this time she didn't get away.