He came in through my bedroom window, knocking over the photo of a younger version of me and Justin in the process. ❝You can't just show up here whenever you want Shiloh...my parents are downstairs watching tv and I'm supposed to be getting rest for to--❞ He took three large steps in my direction, and reached both hands out pulling me in by the nape of my neck, his thumb tracing my bottom lip before smashing our lips together. My arms wrapped themselves around his waist before I could think as he deepened the kiss. I let out a small moan and he smiled into the kiss, nipping my bottom lip as if asking for entrance, which I willingly gave. ___________ 18+ A knock rapped at the door. I pulled away from the kiss, but Shiloh didn't seem to mind as he feathered kisses down my jaw, towards my neck. "Abra? You alright in there?" My father's voice came through clear as day.