I couldn’t believe what was happening. Tay is kissing me, and this time, I was kissing him back. He pulls me even closer, as if there was a gap between us. My hands move up to his neck, and I earn a moan from him. I haven’t realized that his breath smells like spearmint. I guess I was busy overthinking about the kiss the other day that I missed it. He squeezes my bottoms and I moan and he slips his tongue in. His tongue moves along with mine, and the feeling is indescribable. I tug the roots of his hair. “Olivia,” My name comes out as a moan. I bite his lower lip and his hands move up my torso. Our lips move in synchronization like they were made for each other. I’m running out of breath, but I don’t want to break the kiss yet. The sparks that are running through my body are incredible; I have felt nothing like this! If a kiss feels like this, then — “Oh, God! Please, not on the kitchen counter. I cook there!” Nana's sweet, horrified voice says from behind. I break the kiss and bu

Nate left after finishing the sandwich that wasn’t even meant for him. If I told someone that Nate was Tay’s little brother, they wouldn’t believe me. Tay is private, too private, if I may add, and Nate is bubbly—he’s uncaring about the world’s opinions. As long as he has the people he loves by his side, he is happy. I finish mine and as Tay promised; he gives me a tour of the house. The house is like bigger than I thought, there is a library. It’s so huge you would even get lost in it. We move to the gym, every machine there is that is used to exercise is here. Apparently, the brothers meet at the gym every 4 am in the morning to exercise. Let’s not forget Andrew’s studio, although I didn’t look at it for long — it was beautiful and the rest were guest rooms. Tay’s study is enormous; it also has a small bar stand and black leather couch just a few feet away from his desk. There are pictures of him and his brothers, of course. We FaceTime his mother in his office to ask her to talk to

“Ewe, that is so cute,” Future says, poking me on the shoulder. After the encounter with my father, I drove back to the mansion. The guys went out and will stay at the penthouse tonight. We spent all day watching movies and eating pizza, and now we are watching a movie called ‘Stay with me,’The movie is about a handsome and wealthy finance manager. He meets a girl with a deadly disease and helps her fulfil her bucket list. The movie is quite funny if you ask me.I grab my phone from the coffee table to check my messages. I expected a message from Tay and I get disappointed when I didn’t find any. I wonder what he is doing. Does he miss me?Fuck! Get a grip, Olivia.After giving myself a pep talk, I place the phone back on the table. “You know it’s you grab that phone, call your man, or you just sit here and stare at it. Your choice,” Future says and takes a bite from the slice of pizza. I ignore her comment and grab a slice, too.We spend the next two hours watching TV and ea

Andrew and Nate drove us back to Future’s apartment. The brothers are busy planting plants for Future on her small balcony in the pot plant and she has an ice pack on her knuckles.“Are you going to accept Chads’ offer?” Future asks me.“I don’t know, all I know is that I need a distraction.” “I know how you feel. When I found out what Andrew tried to do to me, I felt betrayed and used. But there’s no love without bruises and heartbreak; it wouldn’t be so intriguing and heart-warming, trust me I know from experience. I tried fighting my feelings for Andrew, but I was only hurting myself. Listen to Tay’s side of the story, perhaps is not as bad it looks,” she tells me, and I look at her like she has grown two heads.“What! Don’t look at me like that,” she defends.“You just punched Tay an hour ago and now you are defending him. Unbelievable!” I exclaim, and she chuckles.“I acted on impulse, and besides, I needed to blow out some steam because of Nate and Tay was the unlucky one

We are now in our room. Tay is standing in front of me. He lets my hair down and caresses my cheekbones. I wait in anticipation of what he is going to do; I can’t believe that I trust him with my body. He leans in and our lips collide. The kiss is slow, gentle, passionate, and full of love. He is showing his love through his kisses, and that he won’t do anything I don’t want. He buries his hands in my hair and I moan and move my hands to his neck, and his hand tugs my shirt up. He breaks the kiss and pulls the t-shirt over my head, exposing my half-naked body, and I’m glad he doesn’t look at it. I have never been half-naked in front of a guy willingly before and also, I don’t have the confidence to show my body because of the scars I have. They are disgusting and I wish I could wash them away. He sucks in a breath and buries his hands in my hair, kissing me senseless as his body guides me to the bed without breaking the kiss. I lay on the bed with him hovering over me, trying not to q