Loving The Bad Boy

Chapter 15

"It's not fair! I got here first!" Tyler whines.

"Does it look like I care." I say, setting my bag down on the love seat.

"They're just rooms, pick one." Tanner says, walking through the hotel bedroom door.

"Yeah, but this ones bigger." He protest.

"The other ones the same size!" I yell throwing my hands up in frustration.

"Tyler just pick a room before I pick for you." Tanner says, frustrated.

"But-"

"You asked for it." Tanner says, walking towards Tyler.

"Fine. Have your stupid room!" Tyler yells grabbing his stuff and stomping out.

"He is so childish." I say, digging through my bag.

"Agreed." Tanner says, shutting the door behind Tyler. "So we have a little while to ourselves before we have to get dinner." He says walking towards me with a seductive smirk.

"Just enough time for me to take a quick shower, and you to fix this." I say, pointing at him up and down with a disgusted face.

He rolls his eyes playfully "You're gonna be a hard nut to crack," He jokes, stopping in front of me, "plus, you love this deliciousness." 

I laugh, "I'm not a nut, I'm a human being so you can't crack me. And you look like a hopeless hobo." I say with a chuckle, poking his chest. 

"I can do so much more than crack you," he says with a wink, "and you're dating this so called hopeless hobo." he says, rolling his eyes. 

"Not tonight my dear, and sadly." 

He puts his hand to his chest in mock of hurt, "Words hurt sweet cakes."

"Well my words aren't gonna be the only thing that's hurting if you don't leave me alone so I can get ready." I say, pushing him away from me. 

"Why would I do that?" He says with a smirk, walking towards me again.

"Because if you don't, than you're really going to want to sleep with one eye open." I say, holding my hands up. 

"Your threats are cute." He says pinning me against the wall.

Your face is cute, I think to myself.

"I know."

"What?" I ask, furrowing my brows at him. 

"You said my face is cute."

Oh god I said that aloud.

"Oh, as if." I say, attempting to push him off of me. 

"Your a horrible liar." He says with a straight face.

I stop, resting my hands on his chest. 

"And you can do any better?" I ask, raising a brow.

He bust out into a fit of laughter, backing away from me. 

"What so funny?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

"You." He says with a chuckle.

I give him a death glare, uncrossing my arms.

After he composes himself, he leans forward till our foreheads are touching, looking down at my lips and back at my eyes. My gaze falls down to his lips as he moves closer, crashing them on mine. Our lips move in sync as I tangle my hands in his hair. He stops, looking me in the eyes as we both pant, he kisses me again strongly before pulling back looking at me with a smile.