| "What are you looking for?" Justin asked, watching her dig through the kitchen cabinets. "Making sure I have the stuff to make Fetticcine Alfredo. It's my brothers favorite. I want to make it tomorrow." "That's sweet of you." "I know." "Oh we are going to play this game, huh?" He grabbed her from behind, letting his chin rest on her shoulder. "What game?" She asked innocently, letting her southern accent come out thicker than usual. "The how long will it take Justin to throw Tiffany in the pool game." "Yeah we'll play that game." She ran to the indoor pool, setting her cell phone on a near by table. "I suggest you do the same." He took her advice, then in one swift motion he scooped her up and jumped into the pool. "See no fighting over who goes in first." He let out a laugh, wiping the water from his face. "You are so considerate." "I know." He stuck his tongue out at her, pulling her closer. "Why don't you put that to use?" She said as she wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Letting out a small moan because of the way she had taken control, he ran his hands along her face. He quickly placed one last kiss on her lips, then turned away when she began to remove her shirt."What's wrong?" "You are uummm well taking off your clothes." "You can turn around. You've seen me in a bathing suit before. I figured we'd end up here so I put it on under my clothes." She had never realized how cute his personality was, when it came right down to it he was still innocent. "Oh in that case." He said as he pulled his shirt off, while Tiffany watched the water trickle down his chest. "Where do you work out?" She let her eyes follow a droplet from the base of his neck to his pants. "In your exercize room." He tried to avoid telling her that he also had a workout room in his house, knowing she would ask exactly what he did. "I guess a stupid question deserves an idiot's answer." "Oh so that's how we are going to be now?" "Oh yeah we are." She licked her lips, ready to snap a come back for the next thing he said. "OK just checking." He said nonchalantly, moving to her side. "Well it was fun jumping into the pool with you but I want the house to be immaculate when my brother gets here tomorrow." She made her way to the steps, taking the first one before he had a chance to say anything. "You leaving already?" "Yeah I have to." "I guess so. I better get Colton before he dances himself to death." "Wow we've been home for about three hours now and he's still dancing. He must love it. Maybe I should add a dance class. I'd have at least one student who wanted to do it." "You should. I'm sure there are a lot of kids who'd enjoy it." He grabbed a towel and ran it along his body as she did the same. "Well I think I would have a lot of classes. Like art, music, voice, dance, and some others so the children could choose." She pondered out loud, letting him know she had thought about it before. "Can I help?" "Sure." "I know a lot of good dance and voice teachers." "Cool. I think that may be my next project. I'm going to start setting it up so I can start in the fall." She said walking into the house, as he sighed with relief that she hadn't asked how he knew voice and dance teachers. Instead she walked into the dance studio, handing Colton a bottle of water she had acquired. "Thanks." He said as he sat down to enjoy the water. "You having fun lil partner?" "Yeah I love this room. But I am tired now. Can we watch a movie?" He questioned. "Let's get some food in you." Tiffany offered, knowing after all the dancing he had done he would fall asleep as soon as they turned a movie on. "Ok." "How about something light, so your tummy doesn't hurt later?" "OK." Although he wasn't sure what she was talking about, he knew Tiffany was more than likely right. "A sandwhich okay?" "Yeah." "He's out." Justin announced, looking down at Colton, in his place on Tiffany. "Shall I put him in his room?" "Oh funny, yes please." As Justin carried him upstairs Tiffany heard his cell ring, then listened to make sure he picked it up. After she heard him greet the caller she walked into the kitchen to clean it from the simple dinner. "You that worried about what he will think?" "No I just want my house to be presentable for company." "I have a question, you don't have to say yes, I was wondering if we could work on your puzzle? I completely understand if you'd rather not, I don't want to try to replace.." "No that's a great idea." She interupted. "I need to work on it anyways." She led him into the livingroom then went through the door that led to the library. "You have a radio in here?" Justin inquired, looking around the room for speakers. "Yeah, here's the remote." She handed him the small black remote, allowing him to turn it on. He kept the volume quite high but she didn't object. Instead she immersed herself in the puzzle. Justin kept looking at his watch, at exactly eight o'clock he excused himself. "I'll be right back, you need anything?" "No thanks." He walked to the door and watched her until she put her head back down to look at the puzzle, then he slipped out of the room. It looked great, the guys had really come through for him. There were rose pedals all over the floor, vases with roses everywhere that they could sit. Lit candles lined the room. He looked over to his four best friends. "You are the greatest." He whispered, careful not to get Tiffany's attention. "You nervous?" Joey noticed his hands were shaking. "Yeah, isn't it crazy I can preform for thousands of people without getting nervous, but for just this one person, I'm going crazy?" "You'll be fine." JC tried to calm him, already walking into the kitchen. |
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