WARNING: adult content!

As I cradled my angel in my arms I cursed myself for trying to go up her shirt. I never meant to, I guess it just came up as a male urge. I still had the urges to explore her body, I really couldn't help it. I hoped she'd loosen up on that subject after we were going out for a few more months. She was definately worth waiting for. I kissed her head softly and lyed down, her still in my arms. My God, she smelled good. I held her closer while resting my eyes. I finally feel asleep, my dreams filled of her and I together.

After dinner, Zac and I went to see The Blair Witch project that was playing for one night only at the AMC theater. I know, REAL romantic movie but I did wanna see and Zac insisted on seeing that one. *Sigh*. I'll never understand how the male mind works. Oh well, I'd have fun doing anything with him, I loved Zac that nuch.

Anyway, the movie was scary as Hell which caused to cuddle up closer to Zac to feel protected and I hid my eyes in his shirt when the really freaky parts came. He seemed to be enjoying himself when I did that, keeping his arm around me the whole time. I presented a smirk when I realized that was the whole reason we went to see this. To have an excuse to cuddle. Oh well, it was fine with me!

When we came back to the dorm, the two of us were really slap happy, mainly coz we were having such a good time together. We starting doing the tango In the middle of the halway, laughing the whole time. We got to my dorm and just stood there, holding each others hands while standing across from each other.

"I had a lot of fun tonight Zac. Whenever I'm around you, I don't have any problems at all," I spoke.

"I had fun too. You know what? I'm happiest when I'm around you too, I love you alot," he returned.

We leaned in and kissed for a couple of minutes then said goodnight and went our seperate ways. But I was in my room in the dark, I could of sworn I was in the movie. I was so scared that I couldn't even move, not even scream. I finally got my act togethr and sprinted out my door, not even closing it behind me. Zac was about to go inside his room when I screamed his name, desperation in my voice. He turned and looked at me, concerned. He welcomed me into his arms and calmed me down. "Can you stay with me tonight? The movie like, really freaked me out and I don't wanna be alone in the dark coz I know Tahsa's with Tay," I begged.

"Sure, just let me get some stuff from here and we'll go back in your room," he agreed.

"Allright," I returned.

Zac smiled and held me closer as he unlocked his dorm door. He flipped on a light that was on low and went to retrive his stuff he needed. I shut the door and sat down on the papisan.

"Awwwwwwe," I commented as I looked at Tay and his love goddess. I stood up and pulled the covers over the two so they wouldn't freeze in their sleep.

Zac then came out of the bathroom, his back pack slung over his shoulder. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled and took my hand and led me out the door. We walked down the hall , talking the whole way. We reached my dorm room, Zac turned on the light proving it was now safe coz he was there :) and I shut and locked the door.

Lindsay turned back to me and smiled. I grinned at her before setting my backpack down on the floor by the desk. I kicked off my shoes and placed them by it. Lindsay stepped forward and hugged me.

"Thanks Zac." she whispered against my chest.

My heart was going into hyperdrive at her sudden closeness. I wrapped my arms around her, and we started swaying softly. There was no music coming from the stereos. We were dancing to our own music.

After about 30 minutes, she stepped back and kissed me quickly before walking over to her dresser and grabbing some pajamas. She walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind her to change.

As soon as I heard the lock click, I sat down on the edge of the bed by the desk and opened the front pocket of my backpack to reveal a small black box.

Someday, I told myself. Someday.

I woke up in Taylor's arms. I immediatly knew it was him from the smell. It was his own smell. A unique smell. And I loved it. It was like soap and Thermasilk and Tommy for men. I loved the way he smelt. I shifted a bit to make myself more comfortable.

As soon as I moved, Taylor yawned and then opened his eyes.

"What are you doing up?" He asked after kissing my cheek.

I turned to look at him, studying his eyes. I shrugged. "I dunno. I just woke up. You tired?" I asked.

"Nope." He responded.

"Me neither."

We sat up, pushing the cover off to the side. I sat up and reached down to untie my shoes. I took off my socks and stood up.

"You have tiny feet." He observed.

"Shutup! Just cuz you have boats for feet doesn't mean that mine are tiny. An 8 is normal thank you very much." I defended.

He laughed, deeply and musically. "I like it when you're barefoot." He stated, smiling at me.

I grinned at him. "My mom used to walk around barefoot all the time when she was pregnant." I revealed.

"So...if I like it when you are barefoot and we assume that the trait is heriditary...."he kidded.

"Shutup!" I playfully smacked him on the arm.

"Oww!! That hurt! You are SOO gonna pay!" He laughed and jumped up after me, chasing me around the room.

We circled the papisan a few times, me trying to stay on the opposite side. Finally he got smart and pushed it out of the way. I was too shocked to move. He quickly took advantage of that and rushed forward, grabbing me in a hug and squeezing me tightly.

"Is THIS my punishment?" I asked incredulously.

"Of course not!" He insisted before bending down quickly and pressing his lips to mine, demandingly.

I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him as close to me as I could get him.

"If this is torture...chain me to the wall."I spoke through the kiss.

He smiled and continued kissing me. I reached my hand down and pulled up on his shirt, revealing a very fit six-pack.

He broke the kiss long enough to pull his shirt off the rest of the way before reclaiming my mouth with his.

He walked me backwards til we were over by the lightswitch and reached behind me and turned off the lights.

Then I was led towards his bed for the second time that night. Taylor sat down, with me on his lap, kissing me passionately with one hand wrapping strands of my hair around his fingers and the other hand resting on the small of my back.

I surprised him by pushing him backwards and laying on top of him. I rested my hands on his shoulders, and then let my hand go down his arm, feeling how strong he was.

My hand reached his and his fingers intertwined with my own. Soon he sat up and leaned forward, making me be on my back as he climbed on top of me.

I kissed him harder as his hands found their way on my waist again, only this time he didn't mess with the ends of my shirt. He trailed kisses down my jawline and my neck before finding a spot and sucking gently.

My hands were now around his back, pulling him closer to me. He followed my lead and then let his kisses wander back up to my mouth. I opened my mouth a bit, teasing him.

I did this a couple times before he finally said "Aww.. c'mon Tash."

I consented and opened my mouth, letting his tongue slip inside.

"Hold up." I paused him.

"What? What's wrong?" He asked.

"The shoes. Take off your shoes." I commanded.

He laughed and said "Oh." before reaching down and taking off his shoes and socks. Then he layed backdown, this time on his side before rolling me over to sit on top of him, one leg on each side of him.

I leaned down and started kissing him passionately, demandingly. He kissed back and soon started messing with the ends of my shirt again. This time I let him.

His warm hands traveled up my stomache and rested testily on the edge of my bra. Then he reached his hands around to the back and fumbled with the clasp. I stopped him. "Unh-unh. The bra stays on Tay."I warned.

He nodded and continued his previous plans of action.