Chapter 11
Becca decides to stay at my place while I shower and get ready to take Taylor out. I guess I wasn't opposed since I knew she wouldn't leave unless she wanted to anyway. She had made herself breakfast and enjoyed coffee with Jason.
The shower had felt long, allowing the steam to sit in my nostrils as I thought about what to do. The burning water beats down on my skin with little room for comfort. I don't like the pain, but I love the thought of it. The thought of hot water scolding my skin, makes my thoughts seem a little more reasonable.
A man can't help but be turned on not only by Becca's actions but Taylor's innocence. Becca was so hot barging into my apartment, yelling at me for being turned on by her sister. How Taylor looked at me with sad eyes, feeling embarrassed for how is sister is acting created blood flow through my body. Her soft skin morphing into our leather couch had turned me on in a way I had not known about.
"Brit, I'm using your toilet" Becca notifies me as she walks in; letting the toilet seat hit the rim. "I swear to god if you don't pay for this meal and treat my sister right I'm going to personally kill you"
I chuckle, rinsing the shampoo from my hair. "I have no plan on that"
She leaves the bathroom after spending a few more moments harassing me about hurting her sister.
My shower turns off, releasing the steam into the bathroom. I dry my hair first, wrapping the towel around my waist before heading towards my room. Becca whistles at me when she watches me cross the hall. I watch as Taylor darts her eyes to the grown, making sure I know she wasn't looking.
"I'll be out in five" I mention and Taylor nods, keeping her gaze down. I can't help but smile at her, she's not Becca, not even close and I like it; maybe a little too much.
The typical flannel is placed on my shoulders with a black hat covering my wet curls.
Jason pops in my room before I step out, giving me a push on the chest. He laughs and pushes again. I push him back and he starts teasing me, placing his knuckle to my head. Our silent actions brings us forcing each other into a headlock.
I did this to him a year ago when he went on his first date with his now girlfriend. I gave him shit for having feelings for a girl, leaving him in a headlock after silent fighting for a few moments.
He does the same to me, letting a snort come out of his nose from the laughs of me pushing back. "You like her" his arm is places around my head, "and you've seen her sister naked"
I laugh pushing his stomach, "fuck off" I chuckle, getting myself out of the lock. He gives me a few more pushes from Jason.
"Take her Luigi's, Jennifer loves going there on anniversaries, something about that place ladies love." He straightens out his shirt, "I get laid every time I take her there" he nudges me and I laugh
"I don't plan on getting in her pants, Jay"
He rolls his eyes, "I know that's a lie. You got in Beccas pants the first night she stayed over" he laughs, opening my door. I give him a shove after placing my hat back on, walking out behind him.
I don't have time to respond before were in the living room and Taylor stands to show she's ready.
"Ready?" I ask, placing her jacket around her back. She nods at me, placing a smile on her lips. I wave to Becca, letting her know Jason would love for her to stay. Jason laughed and threw his book at me. Becca knew she wasn't invited to stay, but stayed on our couch anyway.
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sHe (Haylor)
FanfictionShe always knows where the crowds at She puts her mouth on a cigarette, I put it out 'cause she likes that. She always dances when it's raining Bright lights, sHe's fading Feels right, sHe's crazy. sHe wants somebody to love in the right way.