One Time with my Bad Boy Neighbor (One Night Stand series) [Sexy Short} ✓

Chapter 3

"Want a hit?" He leaned over to my left, stretching out his arm in my direction holding out his bowl for me to take a hit of weed.

"I've never smoked before." I embarrassingly replied.

"No shit. Well this stuff is some grade A shit; you'll love it. Here." He stood up, walked over to me, and sat to the left of me. My heart sunk into my stomach, and Sara just stared at me and smiled. I wanted to look at her and yell at her to shut up even though she wasn't talking.

I looked up at him, ugh, his wicked smile made me weak. He had big blue eyes, so gorgeous, and such a cute baby face. It didn't fit his bad-ass persona and tattoos, which made him even more adorable. 

I knew of my dad growing weed with his dad; they have been doing it for over a decade, but I'd only just found out when I was 13. I never had any intention of trying it out, but what would it hurt?

He pulled the bowl up to his mouth and inhaled while lighting it. I watched as the smoke slowly trailed from his big pouty lips out to in front of his face while his eyes squinted. He moved it over to the front of my face, placing it just in front of my mouth. "Now you try." I looked up at him and smiled nervously taking it into my hands, then placed it slightly into my mouth. He reached over to light it and said, "inhale really deep." I did as he told, and in the middle of it I began to choke, my lungs burned like fire. I started to cough really hard, pulling it out of my mouth.

I placed my other hand over my mouth and continued to cough vigorously. He laughed, which embarrassed and pissed me off a bit. "It takes a while to get use to it." He said, grabbing it from me and going back to sit next to his friend. I looked over at Sara in disgust, and she was shaking her head at me and rolling her eyes.

He looked over at her, and said "Hit?" She looked back at him and crossed her arms.

"Not a chance." He laughed to himself for a moment and relit it inhaling another big hit. "So, Timothy. Want to go to my room and make-out?" She said with air-quotes on the 'make-out' part.

"Uh, it's RC." The guy said to himself confused.

"RC, Timothy, whatever. Want to?"

He looked over at Jace and Jace returned a gesture as if he was toasting with the bowl. The RC guy shrugged, "sure." He got up and walked over to Sara. She grabbed his hand and led him to her room.

How did she do that? 

I was NOT that good with guys and more than nervous with this one. I kept trying to break from it, but I couldn't. I wasn't even paying attention to the TV anymore, but he kept randomly laughing at who knew what on there. After maybe an hour and a half later, I could hear Sara and this RC guy having sex from her bedroom that was just next to the living room.

I looked over at Jace and smiled awkwardly; he smiled back sweetly. I wanted him to make a move. I should make a move first, but I was way too nervous.

"So, you're Robert's daughter?" He finally broke the awkward silence.

"Yeah." I replied back.

"Cool." Was all he said.

UGH! This was not going the way I thought it would. I shuffled my feet together. Sara came back from the bedroom alone, sat down in front of me, and looked at the both of us pathetically, wiping off some kind of fluid from her lips.

"So, Alexia was just telling me earlier how hot she thought you were," she said looking at Jace then back at me.

"Sara!" I screeched at her.

"Oh really," Jace laughed back taking another hit and staring at me. Now he was the one looking nervous. I wasn't expecting that. I thought he would seem disgusted or appalled, but he was actually nervous. This just made him more cute and irresistible. I knew right then I had to have him.

I stood up, walked over to him, reached down, and grabbed his hand, "show me your room?"

He looked up at me shocked, "for real?"

"Yes, let's go." I pulled him up.

"Ayyyye!! Go gurl!" I could hear Sara yelling from the living room as we walked down the hall to his room. I had already knew which room was his. I have been in this house a million times hanging out with Sara and Anya. I guess Anya was at her mom's, but this was the only empty room. The one at the end of the hallway.

We get into his room, and I'm starting to feel a little buzzed now from the blunt I had earlier. He shut the door behind him and kept facing in that direction. I was standing in the middle of the room checking it out. There were band posters covering the walls and one mattress lying in the floor. I guess since he had just moved in he hadn't had time to buy a bedframe yet.

I turned around and looked in his direction. He looked so nervous. Seeing this bad boy covered in tattoos with bulging muscles acting nervous to be alone with plain me had me weak. I walked over to him, grabbed the sides of his face, and pressed his lips into mine hard. He grabbed my waist and pressed himself into me. I could feel him get hard; his bulge pressing into me just above my belly button. He was close to a half a foot taller than me, so I really had to tiptoe.

He pulled away for a moment, "I don't really kiss."

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