Two Is Better Than One

<SFTC: Two Is Better Than One by Boys Like Girls>

Chapter 33

I'm pretty sure I've just been staring at Tanner fiddle around with his tie for a good 10 minutes. I don't know what I'm trying to do or think about, I'm just kind've staring at him. Observing, I guess you could say. He isn't making any progress on it, just kinda alternates his gaze from the tie to the tv screen showing what I think is the Oscars.

He drops his hands and sighs, looking to me which immediately snaps me from my trance.

"Babe, can you help?" He pouts, concentrated down at the mess of a tie flipped around his neck. I smile and walk up to him, raising up on my tiptoes to begin to loosen the tight knot Tanner had managed to get it into.

I was already out of my dress and into sweatpants and a big sweater I got from a fan. Being in a dress at home never suited me very well. If I wore a dress, I was going out that day. If I wasn't going out, I usually just wore sweats and wrapped my hair into a messy bun.

"Lean your head down a little," I say as I pull the tie over his head and toss it onto the bed. I let myself fall back to my heels and my hands to his chest where I fiddle with a button, battling with the thought if he'll notice if I unbutton it.

"Thanks," He blushes, kissing my forehead softly. I take a chance and unbutton the first one. Nothing happens. He doesn't even seem to notice it, just runs his hand up and down my back.

"What kind of man doesn't know how to untie a tie?" I tease, smiling up at him. I take a deep breath and discreetly unbutton the next button. No recognition I can tell. He's either ignoring it or honestly doesn't see it.

"Not really a man, I was a woman," He says with a straight face but it has to last for like a second before he's bursting into laughter. His laugh essentially makes him back up and double over so I lose grip on his shirt.

"You're such a dork!" I hit his shoulder playfully, quietly urging him to calm down enough for me to bring him back to me.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Alison, you're the dork!"

"And you're the idiot," I comply.

"Oh my god," he laughs, turning around and staring up.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." I reach for his arm and pull him back to me, smiling up at him again. My hands inch back up his shirt until I reach the third button and wait. "You can be whatever you want to be."

"About that.." He swallows, his demeanor completely changing so quick it takes me off guard. "I think I want to do that ep."

I'm pretty sure my heart skips a beat. "Babe, that's amazing!" I do a little bounce-type-thing in the moment and kiss him.

"You think so?" He looks down at me.

"I know so." I kiss him again, a little longer this time. Something's different about this kiss though, it's more passionate and lustful. Before I have time to comprehend what I'm doing, Tanners pressing his hand against my thighs as if telling me to straddle him. Nerves build up, kind've like a bubbling sensation that makes me want to stop. Along with that feeling comes adrenaline to keep doing what we're doing.

He dips me onto the bed, parting our kiss long enough to reconnect his lips to my neck. "Dont think I didn't notice you trying to get my shirt off earlier, you tease."

I let my head fall back as his words breathe against my neck. I seem to find my senses there because I push my hands to his chest and scoot into a sitting position.

"Rules, remember." I clear my throat, not allowing myself to look into his pleading eyes just yet.

"Can we not just forget the rules just for one-" he starts.

"No, Tanner. That's how most bad things happen. Like how you get in a wreck or get pregnant, not that it's a bad thing but it is not the ideal situation right now or whatever. You can't just drop your morals either," I finally let myself look into his eyes. a There's something there, a horribly sincere burning lust behind his initial disappointment. And then comes guilt soon after.

"I know." He sighs, pushing himself up to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. "I know." he repeats.

"You know I-"

"I know. You want to," He says monotone. I laugh.

"Well, know-it-all." I poke his side.

"It's just kind've hard for a guy to essentially live with a girl like you and not be able to..." He trails off. But I know what he means. That's why I've never thought living with someone before marriage was a great idea. It leads to bad thoughts and something always goes too far, according to movies and books.

"I know." is all I can find to say.

He turns his head slightly, a smirk toying on his lips. "Now who's the know-it-all?"

"Oh, shut up, you idiot." I laugh and kiss him again, lightly this time, but sweet nonetheless.

•• A/N

Sorry y'all, I was on vacation and tAYLOR LIKED MY INSTAGRAM PICTURE TODAY. So yeah. Sorry.