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Post by Shelby Grant on Jun 10, 2010 13:55:07 GMT -5
Shelby frowned for a moment when she mentioned her brother. It killed her to threaten her brother at all because they had always been close and got along well. Plus, she'd do anything for Lucas, including letting him date her locker partner who was a complete dork. But Tyler wasn't just any guy. He was like the guy...at least as far as high school was concerned. The only thing that could top her hanging out with Tyler was if she knew an actual celebrity hottie...like one of the guys from Twilight or something. But that wasn't the case...obviously, so if it came down to it...and Lucas actually said something...she'd have to threaten to out him for the sake of Tyler. Shelby loved her brother and all, but she was also a social climber, and a girl had to have her priorities in check if she wanted to make it to the top of the heap. "Oh, he won't mind," she told Tyler, flashing him a confident smile. "He pretty much lets me do what I want--he knows I can take care of myself." And he probably did, but still...him having a problem with her and Tyler wasn't exactly far fetched so Shelby was going to have to stand her ground on this one.
Tyler had seemed to agree that the age difference wasn't a big deal and now he was offering her better wine. Shelby didn't know anything about wine, but she smiled anyway. "Sounds delicious," she said as she got out of the hot tub and wrapped the towel around her. While Tyler discarded his, she left hers around her, deciding to wait till they got to their private spot to let it go.
"Yeah, I'm sure we can find somewhere," she said as she followed him down the hall, letting him pick a room. She just hoped it wasn't a bedroom because while Shelby was super ready for a nice long make out session, she knew she was nowhere near ready for sex...Tyler Durnham or not.
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Post by Tyler Durnham on Jun 10, 2010 17:07:51 GMT -5
The house was a little quieter than it had been when the party was in the full swing of things. A lot of people had since dispersed, either heading outside to make use of the pool and the now deserted hot tub, or doing exactly what Tyler was planning, finding somewhere more quiet for further...entertainment. He led Shelby, her hand in his, towards the drinks table he himself had helped set up early. Or really, was better known now as the remains of the drinks table. He thought he had perhaps went overboard on the amount of alcohol he supplied. It seemed he didn’t.
Checking underneath it, the footballer was happy to see that the bottle he stashed there at the beginning of the festivities was still very much intact. It was a good sign that the night was only going to keep getting better, from here on. Tucking it underneath his arm to give him a hand free, so he could still hold hers in his other, he grabbed two glasses, starting to lead her through the halls.
Not that he would have realised this, but his thoughts were currently mirroring Shelby’s. If she had been a couple, maybe only the one, year older, and not the sister of a teammate, a bedroom was exactly what he would have looked for. But, those little complications certainly got in the way, so instead he looked for something with just a couch instead.
And it wasn’t long until he found just the thing, a small study, he supposed, with a small couch pushed against the wall. Cosy, he decided, and let her enter before him, closing the door once he was inside. He took in the sight of her then, letting her see his eyes roam over her, as he placed the glasses down on the desk. Popping the bottle, he filled them both to the brim, passing Shelby’s hers before he took a seat on the sofa.
“Join me.” he invited with a broad grin, holding a hand out to her. “Another toast, perhaps? Would you like the honours?”
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Post by Shelby Grant on Jun 11, 2010 12:57:28 GMT -5
Shelby was walking on air as the walked over to the drink table hand and hand. Everyone was looking at her, little freshman her, with Tyler Durnham and she just knew they were jealous!! Shelby's reputations was golden now. She didn't want to seem like that was all she cared about though, so she kept her eyes on Tyler, not that that was hard to do either. The boy was seriously, good looking. She watched him as he grabbed the wine bottle and the two glasses before taking her hand again and leading her to the rooms.
She was nervous about this. What if he wanted sex? As much as she wanted to be with him...she just...couldn't....she was nowhere near ready for that. She'd just have to stall. Lead him on...find an excuse to stop after making out...leave him wanting more. She was Shelby Grant after all, Queen of the freshman class, which meant she'd be Queen of the school one day. If anyone could work this all out to her benefit, she could do it. With false, yet renewed confidence she continued down the hall with Tyler as they peaked into the rooms. He by passed the bedrooms and went for a room with only a couch. While on some levels Shelby was relieved by this, she was also a little hurt that this meant her probably didn't want to have sex with her. She'd have to do a good job of making him want more because while she had no plans to give him sex at all in the near future or weeks to come, he'd have to think he could get it if he was going to stay with her. She wasn't stupid...he had his pick of girls and if she didn't give in a little, he was going to just forget her for them.
They made their way over to the couch and sat down. As Shelby did so, her towel slipped a little and she let it fall off, revealing her bikini clad body underneath. It all happened just as she planned in her head. She watched him pour more wine and took the glass from him. She'd never really had alcohol before and while she didn't feel much yet, she was certain that one glass was all she needed to get drunk. She'd have to be careful.
"To us, finding each other's company at this lovely party," she smiled when he told her to do the toast. She clinked her glass against his before taking a small sip. She pushed her long hair back behind her shoulders and placed her glass on the table before straightening up into a sitting position.
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Post by Tyler Durnham on Jun 13, 2010 18:02:15 GMT -5
As good as Shelby looked in the hot tub, Tyler had to concede that the woman looked even better out of it, now that there was nothing to obstruct his view. It seemed her young age didn’t stop her from having an amazing body, and if he wasn’t going to get to touch, at least, nothing below the waistline, he should at least be able to look. And she clearly wanted him to anyway, otherwise she would have left the towel wrapped around her. So, really, he was just being a gentleman and giving Shelby what she wanted. And a lot of it too, he clearly was having a difficult time dragging his eyes away from body to focus on her face instead. Something which she should consider as quite a compliment.
“To us.” he agreed, watching as she set the glass down. There was only one reason he could see for her to want to be rid of the glass in this situation, and again, being such a nice, stand-up sort of guy, Tyler happily played along. The things he did for women, really, he thought to himself, rather amused. Well, he knew Shelby would be showing her appreciation of him very, very soon. Even restricted as he was, with her age, they could still have quite a lot of fun.
Whether it was intentional or not, and he was leaning on the not side, when she swept her hair back behind her ear, it brought his attention to the lovely nape of her neck. And that was something he couldn’t ignore, so after placing his own glass down, he reached over to press a soft kiss to her skin, not oblivious to her reaction. He knew the effect he had on women, and it was something he happily took advantage of. Then he started kissing along her neck, eventually pausing to cup a hand underneath her chin, turning her head towards him. “Sorry, but I just can’t help myself. You have no idea how beautiful you are.” he murmured, still trying to charm her, as he leaned in to gently press his lips to hers. Yes, this was going to be a good night. A PG rated one, perhaps, but still, a good night.
Wrapped for Tyler
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