On this particular Saturday, we’re all moving around the kitchen making breakfast like one happy family. We all came down in our t-shirts, panties, and nothing else. For the first time ever, I felt comfortable with how I looked…how I felt. I didn’t feel unwelcome. In fact, I’ve never felt more welcome or more loved in my life. It’s amazing how your life can change in such a short amount of time. When breakfast was done, we all made our way to the table and sat down to eat, and this time…we were all playing footsie.
The girls and I cleaned up the mess that we made. The others had made their way upstairs to get their suits on. I was getting ready to take the first step when someone grabbed my arm, and before I knew it, my back was against the wall.
“What in the hell are you doing?” I look up and see Liam staring down at me with a look I’m not familiar with.
“Haley…you look…”
I look…what? He doesn’t finish what he was going to say. He brings up one hand and gently places it on the side of my face, rubbing his thumb back and forth against my cheek. I close my eyes and lean into his hand and that’s when I feel his lip brushing across mine. This is it. He starts out slow, kissing the corners of my mouth, and then tracing my bottom lip with his tongue. Oh God, that feels so good. There’s no way in hell to hide the small moan that comes out of my mouth.
He alternates between my bottom lip, and then my top, trapping it between his before it’s a full on assault. Both of his hands find their way to my ass where he grips hard, pulling me in closer to him allowing me to feel the bulge now evident in his pants.
He pulls back, leaving me breathless. “I’m sorry. You look so fucking hot. I couldn’t help myself,” he says panting, staring me right in the eye.
“Liam…” I have no clue what to say. I’m standing here with my back against the wall while Liam is still pressed against me.
“Can I take you somewhere today? I’d like to spend some time with you. Just us,” he asks with a little smirk on his face.
He wants to take me somewhere…alone. I nod my head in agreement and see his eyes light up with my response.
“Great. Can you be ready in an hour?” he whispers while giving me little kisses on my neck.
This time I respond, but only a little. “Uh huh.”
“Okay. Meet me back down here in an hour. Wear something comfortable.” He grips my face and gives me one last kiss then completely steps away. “If I don’t stop now…”
I just stand there, watching him for a brief moment, and then somehow make my feet move and go upstairs to get ready. I go bouncing into the room, which startles Kaylee, grab my robe then head directly for the shower. I strip rather quickly while the water is warming up and rush through the motions of washing my hair and body, slowing down enough to pay special attention to shaving my legs, wanting to make sure they are smooth…just in case.
“Haley, what is up with you?” Kaylee comes rushing in while I’m in the last stage of rinsing off.
I don’t reply right away. I ring my hair out and reach for the towel only to find that it’s gone. I slide back the curtain a little and see her standing there with towel in hand.
“Give me the towel,” I state firmly while holding out my hand.
She starts to giggle, seeing this as a game now. “This…” she holds it up and shakes it. “You want this towel?” she continues to shake it.
I try not to laugh but can’t really help it anymore. “I’m serious, Kaylee. I need to get ready.”
She backs up toward the door. “Ready? Ready for what?” There’s humor in her voice when she asks that. Kaylee leans against the door jam, still clad in only a t-shirt and panties…still looking beautiful as ever. Images of what happened between all of us flash through my mind.
“I’m going out with Liam, and I need to get ready. Now…Give. Me. That. Towel.” I try not to laugh when I say this, but it’s too damn hard.
Kaylee just starts laughing harder. “Ooh…a date. ‘Bout fucking time.”
What in the hell does that mean? “What…”
“Kaylee, what in the hell are you…” Sam stops mid-sentence, eyeing us back and forth before she continues, “Give her the damn towel. She’s got plans, dummy.”
Kaylee turns her attention to Sam, giving me just enough time to jump out and grab that damn towel, promptly covering myself.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me…” I step by Kaylee and wink at Sam. “I’ve got a date to get ready for.”
I head back to my room to figure out what to wear. Wear something comfortable. His words ring loud and clear in my head as I search my closet and drawers, finally making a decision. A simple pair of jeans and shirt will have to do. That’s what I call comfortable for me. It’s not supposed to be that hot today, so this should work.