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The last few weeks have gone by in a blur. Even after over two months of dating, I still find myself sometimes wondering if all this is really happening. Sebastian has been nothing short of incredible and when I’m with him, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.
It doesn’t matter if were fooling around—we still haven’t gone all the way yet—or if we’re just sitting on the couch watching a movie, the butterflies in my stomach are always there. Even just thinking about him sends a swarm rushing through my belly.
He’s consumed me. My thoughts, my dreams, my heart—every piece of me now belongs to him. I eat, sleep, and breathe Sebastian Baxter. And I wouldn’t change one second of it.
Homecoming has been the highlight so far. Sebastian, of course, was crowned homecoming king and after accepting his crown led me onto the dance floor where we proceeded to share a slow dance in front of most of the school. It was only the homecoming queen, Heather, and her date, Jonah, with us on the dance floor and even with nearly all sets of eyes on us, I felt like there wasn’t another person in the room.
That’s what Sebastian does to me. He takes over all of my senses until nothing and no one exists except for him.
“Wow, Tess, you look...” Sebastian pulls me from my thoughts, and I turn away from the large windows in his formal living area just in time to see him enter the room, his eyes zeroed in on my bare thighs.
It’s Halloween and because his Dad is in L.A. for the week and his mom is visiting her sister in Georgia, Sebastian decided to throw a huge party. I think throwing parties is Sebastian’s way of giving his parents’ a big ole middle finger.
Once he settled on a date for the party we agreed to dress up like characters from eighties movies, but since we chose to keep our costume selections a surprise this is the first time he’s seeing me.
I opted to dress up as Alex from Flashdance and as such am wearing an oversized off the shoulder gray sweatshirt that hits me right around mid-thigh with only short black boy shorts underneath, black legwarmers, and bright red high heels. My long normally straight hair is teased in messy curls though I didn’t go all eighties with it and kept my style more modern. I decided to pull the entire look together with some candy apple red lipstick just because.
I cover my mouth in an attempt to stifle the laugh bubbling in my throat when I get a good look at what Sebastian’s wearing. If I’m being honest, Sebastian looks anything but comical. In fact, he looks even sexier than normal, if that’s possible.
He’s dressed in a light pink button-down shirt that barely covers the tidy whities he’s sporting below. My eyes widen as I take him in. The clear definition of his man business making my lower belly clench tightly.
Certainly, he’s not going to walk around like that all night?
Then again, I already know he is. Sebastian would probably walk around naked if he wouldn’t get in trouble for indecent exposure. That boy is nothing if not comfortable in his own skin.
Averting my eyes, fearful that I might give away what seeing him like this is doing to me, I let my gaze travel along the rest of him.
His shirt is open at the top revealing a sliver of his perfectly toned chest. And his muscular legs are on full display with the exception of a pair of tall white tube socks that stop around the middle of his calf.
“Tom Cruise has got nothing on you.” I shake my head slowly, unable to tear my eyes away from him.
“Fuck, yes. See, I knew you’d know who I was.” He smiles in triumph.
“Risky Business is a classic. Who hasn’t seen it?” I question, the idea absolutely absurd.
“I think you’d be surprised.”
“I think you’d be surprised. That movie is more popular than you think,” I argue.
“Not as popular as Flashdance,” he says, gesturing to my outfit.
“I don’t know about that.” I shake my head in disagreement.
“Yeah?” I can already see the challenge in his eyes. “How about we make a little wager?” His smile turns wicked and he raises his eyebrows up and down as he stalks toward me, playfully shimmying his hips as he goes.
“Uh oh. I don’t know if I like the sound of this,” I tease, sliding my hand along the exposed part of his chest the instant he pulls me into him.
“I bet you that more people will know what movie you’re from than what movie I’m from.”
“And what do I get if I win?” I purr, pressing my body firmly against his as I grab a handful of his thinly covered backside and squeeze.
“Anything you want, baby.” He smiles, trailing his tongue along my bottom lip.
“You have to give me my very own private Risky Business dance.” I giggle against the kiss he presses to my mouth.
“Fine,” he agrees. “But if I win,” he whispers, deepening the kiss without finishing. He waits until he’s made me good and flustered before pulling back. “Then you have to agree to let me strip you out of this little outfit and kiss this incredible body of yours—everywhere.” He rakes his hand down my side and wraps the end of my long sweatshirt around his hand.
“Everywhere?” I swallow hard, not sure if the thought makes me more excited or nervous.
