Falling for the Perfect 10

Chapter 2: A Proper Goodnight

It was an half an hour later and I'd just gotten all the makeup off my face, my eyes red from the tears that had fallen, when my phone rang and vibrated, buzzing on the bathroom counter next to me.

Tye's picture appeared on my screen and I picked up my phone, accepting the call.

"Tye?" I said, feeling shaky as I leaned against the counter.

"I'm sorry we got interrupted," he said.

"Me too," I breathed, feeling relieved. He had wanted the kiss too.

"Is it...is it inappropriate if I come over? I just dropped the last of my group off."

I paused, biting my lip before looking in the mirror at myself. The makeup was gone but the dress, the dress that had apparently given Tye the signal he needed to tell me how he felt, was still on and my hair still looked good despite the dancing that we'd done. I nodded to myself before speaking.

"Yeah, come over."

"Be there in ten."

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He was there in five.

The light knock on my door nearly made me jump out of my skin as I'd been pacing right in front of it. I looked through the peep hole and saw Tye's face.

I unlocked the door quickly and stepped aside as I pulled it open. Tye came in and I closed the door behind him and locked it before turning to face him.

"Fuck it," he mumbled as he took a few steps towards me, capturing my face between his hands and bringing my face up to his as he kissed me hard, pressing me into my front door.

I groaned into the kiss, immediately wrapping my arms around him and kissing back, not taking long to allow his tongue entry into my mouth which brought a particularly embarrassing sound from the back of my throat.

His hands slid from my face down to my hips and I thought I could feel them shaking slightly as he moved. Without breaking the kiss I dug my fingers into his hair and pulled him closer, needing to feel more of him as I lifted one leg to wrap around him. He groaned at the movement and moved from kissing my mouth to my cheek, dragging his lips down my neck and resting on my collar bone. I whimpered, feeling my body react at hyper speed to his touch.

"Tye," I whimpered as he nipped at my left collarbone before switching to my right. He mumbled into my skin and I laughed, delirious with the sensations of what was happening. He kissed back up to my lips and captured them, biting on my lower lip teasingly.

I nibbled back moving my own lips over to his ear and biting lightly there, enjoying the shiver it sent through him. His lips found my neck and I couldn't help but whimper again, my voice cracking as I spoke.

"Tye, we don't need to make out against the wall," I said, laughing slightly.

He bit my collarbone lightly before pulling back to look at me, resting his forehead on mine. "I'm afraid that if I move away I'll wake up and it will be another dream," he said, his voice a combination of excitement, desire and a bit of fear.

"You said earlier I'm not dreaming so I don't think you are either," I said, my hands resting on his shoulders.

He nodded and stepped back from me, taking my hands in his. We walked over to my couch and sat down beside each other. The mood had changed. The electricity, the tension, was still there but we both knew we had to talk a little first, before anything got out of hand.

He kept my hands in his and I settled myself closer to him on the couch than I normally would have. Not in his lap but close enough that I could be there if I so chose.