% CHAPTER 39 %

"OMG, what bikini are you gonna wear girl?!" Whit demands. She's gleaming with excitement. "You gotta look sexy for your boyfrrraaaaaannnn!!" She gives a big wink.

I shiver at the mention of my boyfriend. It's not a cold shiver. It's an ecstatic shiver. I just still can't believe we're dating! Is it too good to be true?

"No sweety don't say that... It's definitely true."

"I said that out loud?" I ask.

Whit grabs a brush and rolls her eyes. She starts working on the tangles in my hair. "No you didn't just say that and I have purple and blue hair!"

"Sorry, I hadn't meant to say that."

"Of course you didn't." Whit sets the brush down and guides me to my bed. We both take a seat, making the bed creak under the weight. "No one ever means to say those things, but I'm telling you Taylor, he really does like you. I don't understand why this isn't processing through your brain."

I smirk. "I don't understand why Isaac's constant hitting on you isn't processing through your brain."

Whit's face begins turning bright red. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Whatever! You two are always looking at each other! Ever since you got here he's been all over that." I move my hand in a circle towards her.

"Uhh well it's not because he likes me."

"Uhh well, maybe it is. Taylor much?" I wink. "Take your own advice."

Whit looks at me with a dismal face. "I'll be downstairs getting something to eat. You want anything?"

"Nope."

"Okay good. I wasn't gonna bring you anything anyways. Now stop dawdling and look for a bikini!"

I sigh and turn my attention back to the closet. I've never liked packing, but I guess I can make an exception for this weekend. After all, we get to go to the beach!! Not to mention I get to hang out with Bret. I just really don't want to pack for this! Even if it is for Bret.

To be honest though, we really haven't connected all too much on the personal level. I have no idea how to act. I mean I like him, but I feel like we haven't been acting like boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm not saying I want to break up with him, but I just feel like there's something stopping us from connecting. That's another thing I want to deal with this weekend. I just don't want us being together for the lust. I want it to actually be a relationship where I can tell him everything and he can tell me everything. Is that too much to ask of a guy?

Enter hot boyfriend here! I hear him walk into the room. He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing the back of my head. Instantly, my stiff body becomes calm from his touch.

"Hello there beautiful."

A blush spreads like wildfire through my cheeks. "Hey," I reply nervously, biting on my lower lip. He just has this affect on me. I don't know if he realizes how he affects me. I just hope that's a good base for us to build an even stronger bond. Anyone can have an attraction. It all depends on how they act on it.

"You know I haven't told you this yet, but you are the only one who can pull off that biting lip thing. I mean I think its sexy."

Great. Those words were like perfect. Now I probably look the color of a firetruck. I'm blazing over here! Can't you freaking tell?! I guess he can considering the fact that I can see him holding back a laugh. I feel majorly embarrassed right now. I didn't know he paid that much attention to my facial expressions and reactions.

"And when you blush. That's hot too."

I close my eyes, hoping that when I close my eyes, he can't see anything...because all I see is blackness. After a few seconds I peep from one eye. Is it working? Apparently not. Bret begins to chuckle.

"Don't try saving yourself from embarrassment. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." He turns me to face him and smiles. "You're beautiful."

I see his eyes skip to my lips and back to my eyes before he slowly leans down. Our lips meet and as soon as they do, I can feel the tiny sparks ignite into something so much bigger. Every thought I once had that was negative about Bret flew away as I delve deeper into his lips, loving the feelings his lips on mine bring me. It's like that song Kissin You by Miranda Cosgrove.

Bret's tongue makes it's way past my lips and I let it. I let him take control and he notices, give or take the jerk of surprise I feel from him. I rarely ever let anyone take control. If I do, it means I trust them, maybe a little too much.

"No PDA bitches!" Whit shouts from nowhere.

We stop kissing and Bret smirks. "I thought I was the pimp now Whit."

"Well I changed my mind. You can no longer be the pimp, Bret Mendoza, for I am the true pimp of all pimps." She holds a mock apology gaze with him. "Sorry."

Bret chuckles. "No its fine, just know that your two bitches are gonna get freaky in a moment..."

Whit covers her ears and runs out of the room screaming,"Oh god no!"

I giggle. "Now where were we?" Bret asks. "Oh right, we were here..."

His lips connect with mine again.

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"Let's watch a movie," Bret suggests.

I nod. "Sounds good."

Together, we walk down the stairs. Whit has already left the house I'm guessing because she isn't around. As we both plop down on the couch, Bret grins like a fool.

"No 'this is my side, that is your side of the couch' this time?"

I shake my head and snuggle deeper into his warmth. "Not this time. Or any time ever."

"Well that's good." Bret digs into the movie box I never realized he had gotten and starts pulling out random movies. "This one?"

"No."

"This one?"

"No."

"Well how about this one?"

"No."

"Aw come on Taylor! Children and Men is such a good movie!"

"No. I'm not watching it."

"What about Tears of the Sun?"

"No that movie is way too sad!"

"Well here, why don't you look through the movies then."

"Okay."

Bret hands over the movie box and I begin to look through it. Suddenly, a movie case catches my eye.

"This one!"

I snatch it out from under the other movies and rush to the DVD player, not even letting Bret catch a peek.

"Hey! Aren't you gonna show it to me?!"

I giggle and shake my head, rolling my hands at the DVD player, trying to make it open faster.

"Oh yes you are." Out of nowhere, hands snake around my waist just as the DVD player opens.

"Nooo!" I squeal, clutching the movie case to my chest. Bret can't know the movie or else he won't let me watch it!

"If you don't show me I'll make you show me," he says with a hint of an evil smile.

"Never!" I shout.

Bret's lips are on mine in a matter of seconds. WAIT WHAT? The shock of the kiss causes my grip to loosen on the movie case. Suddenly a hand is snatching the movie away.

"Aha! I got it!" Bret yells after breaking the kiss.

"That's not fair! You played dirty."

"No I can show you how dirty I can REALLY play." He sends a wink my way.

I huff and cross my arms."Cheater."

He just chuckles. "So what movie is this anyway?" I bite down on my lip as he turns over the case to look at the front. "Are you serious?! THE NOTEBOOK?!"

"It's a good movie okay!"

"It so is not!"

"Is too! Can we just watch it please?" I snuggle closer to him and give him my best puppy dog face. His breath hitches in his throat at my sudden proximity to him. "Please Bret?"

"Whatever..." His voice comes out low and husky, making my stomach roll. I almost drop the movie there and just hold onto him, but I can't. I've got to put this movie in its rightful place! It is my duty, my mission...

I untangle myself from his arms and put the movie into the DVD player before curling into Bret on the couch.

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Something is shoving my shoulder around. I open one eye, trying to take a peek at whoever it is. Then I hear Bret's voice.

"Come on Taylor. The movie's over. It's time for bed."

I close my eyes again only to yawn and stretch out of the couch. I then snuggle back into Bret's chest. It's really cozy there.

"Carry me?" I ask simply.

He seems to get the gist and wraps his arms around my body, picking me up bridal style. I stay cuddled into his chest as he walks up the stairs and into my room.

He sets me down into onto the bed and grabs my pajamas off the armoire.

"Go get changed. I'll be back to wish you goodnight."

I smile at his back as he shuts the door to my room, waiting patiently for me outside. He's a really nice guy. I can't believe I ever doubted him.

I quickly get changed so he can come back in. Then before opening the door, I comb my hair so its not a big bird nest. I sit down cross legged in the middle of the bed.

"Okay I'm finished," I call. The knob turns from the outside and in walks Bret with some pajamas already on. Well pajama pants. He has no shirt on because guys don't like sleeping with shirts. Weirdos.

"I decided to change too," he says and scratches the back of his neck in a cute manner, showing his sheepish smile. He comes around the bed and kisses my forehead. My eyes flutter shut as his lips linger on my skin. "Good night Taylor."

"Good night Bret," I say, slightly out of breath. His sexy abs are so close its getting hard to breathe. Then suddenly they're gone and I already miss him. I gaze at his retreating figure until coming to a decision I never thought I'd ask or say.

"Bret can you sleep here tonight?" I whisper timidly. "I would feel a lot safer."

Bret turns to face me with a genuine smile. "Anything for you."

He swoops onto the bed, taking the covers and sliding underneath them. Already I can feel his body warmth radiating into the sheets, calming me. As soon as his strong arms wrap around me, my mind drifts off into a peaceful slumber.

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unedited

Hey guys! So notice in the last chapter how I finally got a name for the two lovebirds? wink wink. BRAYLOR. or maybe TAYRET? I mean I was thinking Baylor but the problem with that is that's Whit's' nickname for Taylor.

Soooo let me know what you think please! Cuz this book is on it's way to the Watty's... hopefully. I'm planning on getting it finished tomorrow or the sixth when it's due... Hopefully I can make the dead line. There's only a little left in this book anyways. Yaaay! I'll finally be able to get a good nights sleep! I stay up long to get this thing finished...

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