Falling - COMPLETED

Chapter 9 - Tyler Archer

^^ Tyler Archer

"Tyler Archer" I whispered, Wow these past 18 months had been good to him, really good to him. He was slightly shorter than Jackson but not by much, maybe an inch, His olive skin seemed even darker - assuming he must have spent a fair bit of time outside, and those amazing emerald eyes, they had me the minute I looked into them,

"You done checking me out Skye" his smile crept wide across his face,

"I wasn't, I mean, ugh - When did you get back Tyler?" the beautiful smile he had remained as he stayed talking with me,

"Just this week, I've finished my training so I have a few months off until I get my first assignment" he took a step closer "How about you Skye - you good?"

"Yeah I'm good, just school and the usual, you know how it gets right?" he nodded,

"You look good Skye, beautiful actually, I never could forget how hot you are you know, Tell me has my brother finally manned up?" I raised my eyebrows as if to ask him what he was talking about, "Oh come on Skye, don't tell me you guys aren't still 'just friends'"

"Well sorry to burst your bubble Ty, but that is exactly what we are, Jackson is my best friend - sorry if that upsets you" his smile turned into a half smirk as he lowered his face towards me locking me in with his dark green eyes,

"Trust me Skye, what I am feeling right now is the complete opposite of sadness Skye, I might even go as far to say I am happy you guys aren't together" I swallowed down the hard lump that seemed to be stuck in my throat as I felt the air between myself and Tyler become thick with desire, I needed to change to subject.

"How was your training" he straightened himself up before he answered,

"It was tough, really tough, they definitely put us to the test you know and not just physically, I thought I knew exactly what I was signing up for but really I had only scratched the surface" His beautiful eyes watched mine trying to find my reaction but I remained silent, allowing him the chance to continue, the person before me was no longer the same boy that left for the army 18 months ago, this was a man and call me crazy but I think there is something here, I want to know this man, I want to hear his stories from the past 18 months.

"Don't get me wrong, there isn't a bone in my body that regrets enlisting in the Army, I know I'm doing what I was born to do, I just" his words were broken up my a rather large commotion coming from somewhere towards the lounge room.

"Hold that thought" I told him, grabbing his hand I pulled him out of the kitchen, should I ignore the tingles that filled my body when our skin connected. Laughing when I saw the sight before us in the lounge room, around 10 overly enthusiastic people were attempting the macarena, turning to face Tyler i asked him,

"Wanna Macerena?" a look of absolute horror filled his face causing me to laugh out loud, when I finally focused my eyes on him my breath caught in my throat, he had the biggest most amazing smile you know those full mouth smiles, the ones that displayed his perfectly white teeth. Still holding my hand he squeezed it a little,

"Take a walk with me" he said,

"Let me grab a jacket" I replied to him, but he yanked me towards the front door,

"I got you babe" he said putting his black hoodie over my head, It was huge and hung off me but I snuggled into its warmth and the glorious smell of cologne that lingered on it, Tylers smell.
He held the door open for me as we made our way into the night.
I walked with Tyler for hours, we seemed to have so much to say to each other, He spoke a lot about his training, about the guys he had met whilst he was away and how they had become each others support people when times came where giving up seemed like the only option, he told me about wild nights they had waking up not knowing how they had gotten to places or when they had drunk so much they had actually become sober again. Tyler spoke with such passion, such love for his life and the people in it, never letting go of my hand as we walked our finger interlaced loosely.

He wanted to know about my life in turn, and I shared things with him, I spoke to him about school and my uncertainty about what I wanted for my future, how I felt completely lost at the thought of Uni and career choices, I just couldn't seem to find a fit.
He completely listened to me, he didn't judge me or try to offer advice he just listened. I freed my hand from his stopping to remove the 6" heeled boots I was wearing from my aching feet, using his shoulder for balance,

"Your feet will freeze" he stated,

"That's what socks are for Ty" he looked down at me with an amused expression,

"Come on little one, hop on, I'll get you home" he squatted down and squealing like a little child I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms loosely around his neck and he piggy backed me all the way home, Our conversation taking a lighter tone discussing random shit like our shared love of stand up comics, horror movies and good music. It was almost 4am when we returned to the house, the lack of noise and empty cups laying across the front yard an indication the party was done.

We made our way through the front doors only a few bodies remained, most of the people left I recognised from school. Jackson was sitting on the lounge a blonde straddling his waist sucking on his neck, his head laying on the back of the couch his eyes closed, The tiny red skirt she was wearing was hitched up around her hips, leaving nothing hidden as she grinded herself onto Jacksons hand which was planted between her legs. His head came up his eyes locking with mine, I grabbed Tylers hand and led him up the staircase, feeling Jacksons gaze burning into me until I was out of sight.

Tyler pulled me close to him when we reached the outside of his door,

"For what its worth Skye, I think he is a fucking moron for playing this stupid game with you, there is no way I could do it, I would want you to be mine, I would want the world to know it too" I reached up running my fingers through his stubble, he leaned into my touch, Standing up on my toes I placed a soft kiss to his lips a shiver running down my spine as our mouths touched.

"Thank you Tyler" he thread his arms around me holding me to him my head resting on his chest.

"Tired?" he asked me,

"Not really"

"Movie", I nodded my head to his question,

"Come on" He pulled away from the hug and I instantly missed his warmth, grabbing my hand he led me too his room,

"I haven't unpacked everything yet so it's a bit of a mess" Tylers room still looked the same as before he left, Modern grey and white colours, plain and spacious. A king size bed against the wall, flat screen TV mounted to the wall opposite, I moved over the the bed sitting down my fingers running over the stack of books he had sitting on his bedside table, Tyler watched my every move,

"There are t-shirts in the top draw, shorts and trackies in the next one down, help yourself, I'll turn around" he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"Thanks Ty, I trust you" we smiled at each other. I grabbed the first shirt in the pile, a black 'rip curl' one, removed my corset and placed it over my head, Pulled my leather pants off I decided the shirt would be enough as it covered down to my mid thighs.

"I'm done"

"Me too", I turned to face Tyler who was now dressed only in a pair of grey tracksuit pants, showing his 6 pack and very prominent V, oh that god damn V.
We stood making no attempt to hide the fact we were clearly checking each other out, he finally made his way to me his hands resting on either side of my waist,

"Fuck you look good in my clothes, but I swear you are trying to kill me leaving your legs exposed like that" I battered my eyelashes at him, lifted myself to his lips I whispered,

"I am not the only one making it difficult to contain myself" I scratched my fingernails down his bare chest, tracing his happy trail stopping at his waist band, groaning he said,

"Come on baby, let's do this movie" He walked me to the bed allowing me to choose which side i wanted, laying down beside him I was mesmerised, the way he moved, the way he carried himself, confident, certain, no bullshit, what the heck was I feeling here?? and why on earth did my heart skip when he called me baby?? The strange feelings were making me restless and I couldn't find a way to get comfortable,

"Fuck me Skye, come here" his rather harsh tone shocked me but ignited yet another new feeling inside me as he pulled me over to him, wrapping me in his arms as I settled my head on his chest. How is it this spot I lay in feels just like home, like I belonged here with Tyler, I could feel the warmth in my bones, it felt calming and peaceful, it felt right.