McCann V.S Royalty

Chapter 13

             Third Person

Amelia stepped out of her shower and quickly grabbed her towel and wrapped around her petite frame.

She walked out of her private bathroom which is right in her bedroom. When she went into her bedroom, Amelia gasped when she saw Jay on her bed casually flipping through the television channels.

"Oh m-my gosh. Jay what are you doing in my bedroom?" Amelia tried to cover her body as best as she could. This was the most exposed she's been around a man in her life.

"Like I said before Amelia I already saw plenty of women nude before. There's no need to hide." Jay stated honestly.

"I'm just not comfortable." She mumbled as he stared at her.

Jay just shook his head. "Go get fucking dressed then. I don't want to see your nudity anyway. I have lots of women that's dying to get naked for me whenever I please."

Amelia sped walked into her closet and locked the closet doors. She wanted to impress Jay and to make him like her. She wanted to be sexy for him.

Amelia looked through various night clothing but still not convinced that Jay would like it. She skimmed through the racks of clothes and found a silk night gown that stopped a few inches about her knee and showed a little cleavage.

Amelia slipped the nightgown on and looked at her reflection in the closet mirror.

Her hair was wavey and damp due to the shower, the gown fit her frame perfectly. 

Amelia spritzed a little bit of sweet smelling perfume on and adjusted her gown once more.

"I think I'm ready." She whispered to herself as she made sure she didn't come off hoe-ish. Amelia sashayed out of her closet. Jay was on his phone texting away. 

"I'm back." She started to twirl the ends of her hair very seductively. 

Jay cut his iPhone screen off and examined her whole appearance. He thought she looked very appetizing and attractive but she was trying way too hard for her liking. 

"You don't have to announce that you're back, I can see for myself." Jay said in a strong vex tone. 

She just looked down at carpet beneath her feet not knowing what else to say. Jay just shook his head at her once more. 

Amelia couldn't help but peak at Jay's outfit choice. He wore all black jeans, black high top supra's, and a simple short sleeved shirt that showed off all of his tattoos. Of course he had his hair slicked into his usual quiff. (Outfit in media, Disregard the jacket.)

"Jay how many tattoos do you have?" Amelia was fascinated by the work of art engraved into his skin. All she wanted to do was kiss and touch all over them. 

"A lot." He simply responded. Amelia has the mindset of a young child he thought. 

She glided over to where he was sitting and bravely plopped right next to him. His nostrils were instantly filled with her sweet smelling perfume as he couldn't take his eyes off of her. 

"Can I touch your tattoos?" Amelia's voice was small as she was very hesitant to ask him. 

"You're weird as fuck but go ahead it feels the same way as regular skin." Jay wished she acted her age and not like a young ass child. Even his own little sister had more common sense then her he pondered. 

Amelia's face instantly lit up as she started to trace all the delicate designs of his tattoos. She's never been around people with a whole bunch of tattoos because being a royal with tattoos is very inappropriate.