The babysitter// Jc caylen

Four

When we got home, it was around two in the morning, Jc and I were both delusionally tired.

We walked in and sat on the couch.
"Are you tired?" Jc asks.

I shake my head no and lie, I wanted to spend more time with him while I could. I knew by tomorrow he'd have a new hoe in his bedroom.

"I have Netflix.." I cut him off.
"PLEASE." I beg.

He laughs and puts it on TV, putting it on a Christmas movie.

It was a romance, it said so in the description.
"You know this is a romance right?" I ask.

"I know, but I just figured that's what you like, you seem like that type of girl."

"I do, I just wouldn't expect for you to turn it on."
I chuckle and he smiles, putting his arm around my shoulder.
What's he doing I'm sixteen?

I looked at him blankly, as he smiled st me.

"What? Is this too much for you, baby girl?" He asks.

I try to hide myself blushing and shook my head no.
He lifted my chin up with his fingers.
"Let me see those Rosie cheeks, Rosie. I like it when you blush." He says in a lower, sexy voice.

I was looking into his eyes, and he was looking into mine.
I wondered what he was going to do, he's overage and this was getting a little on the sexual and romantic side.
But I just don't understand Justin, he's different but a player at the same time. I guess he's complicated.

By this point, my eyes were closed and his lips were connected to mine.
They moved in sync and he pulled my face closer with his large hands, running his other hand through my hair, not pulling away from the kiss.
My hands were on his sides.

We pulled away and smiled at each other.
He put his hands on my hips and pulled me onto his lap, my legs going to each side of him.

He cupped my chin and pulled us into a kiss again until we were out of breath.

"Beautiful young thing." He whispers to me.

I chuckle at him and he looks at me confused.

"Your just... I don't know." I say.

"Damnit Rosie, I'm trying to have a moment with you and you ruined it." He jokes.

"If you want to retry your welcome to."

"Tomorrow. Go to bed." He says while smirking.

I gasp and walk upstairs into my room.

Does he think he's teasing me?
And honestly, it isn't working.

I laid on my bed watching TV until I fell asleep.