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Uncrossing his legs, he sunk down in his seat a little, spreading them out. His black dress suit was getting quite hot. He looked at Zac and realized he had already shed his jacket.
Smart guy.
All the flashing cameras began to blind him and he blinked a few times thankful they weren’t taking pictures of he and his brothers.
Taylor glanced twice at the next model. He laughed to himself. She was wearing next to nothing.
Boy, these chicks don’t care to show it, do they?
Peeling off his heavy jacket, he glanced behind him looking on a few rows back. He saw someone that caught his eye. A girl. She looked about his age. He continued to stare at her as she watched the models come out one by one, swinging their hips to the music that filled the room. He felt a little blushed when the girl glanced over and noticed him staring. He grinned a little and she smiled before looking down at her clasped hands in her lap, then back up to the catwalk.
I hope she’ll be at the after party.
Picking up a cup of water he glanced at the end of the table. There she was. Standing there all alone against the table, ankle over ankle. She held a cup of punch in her hand as she puckered her lips as if she were bored. Taylor’s eyes roamed all over her body. Damn, she’s fine. He thought licking his lips. Her shoulder length hair was halfway pinned back and curled. The light touch of make up she had on her face was just enough to make her skin glow. Taylor eyed her black cardigan which was tied together by a single string across her chest. Underneath she wore a short red dress with black velvet platform dress shoes. Taylor walked toward her. She didn’t notice he was beside her until he spoke up.
“Are you staying in this hotel?” he asked looking at her.
Startled, she looked over at him.
“Oh, hi. I didn’t realize you were standing there. Uhm, yeah, I am. Are you?” she answered. They were just about the same height. Taylor being a tad taller.
“Yeah…pretty boring, huh?” Taylor said referring to the party.
She laughed lightly. Taylor’s ears took in the sound of joy she made. So soft.
“Yes…definitely. But, I gotta support my sister.”
“Your sister?”
“She’s a model with these people. I try to come to as many shows as possible.”
“Oh really? Cool. Do you live here in New York?” Taylor asked as he eyed her body up and down again.
“Uhm, no. I used to though. I actually just live about an hour up the road.”
“Cool…I’m Taylor,” he stuck his hand out to shake hers.
“Annah,” she spoke shaking his hand.
“Nice to meet you, Annah,” he smiled releasing her hand.
“Likewise.”
“So do you like to party?” he asked smiling at her yet again.
She laughed.
“Yeah, but not quite like this!”
“Same here…I like wild parties…”
Annah looked up at him.
“Oh really? What kind of wild parties?”
“Well…not really wild. Wild compared to this!”
“Oh, haha, I see what you’re saying.”
“What kind are you into?” Taylor asked as she seductively stuck out her lower lip and raised an eyebrow at him.
Damn…
“Just…dancing…sweating…flirting…” Annah said trailing off looking up at Taylor.
“Oh really? Too bad this isn’t that kind of party…We could dance together,” Taylor flirted a little setting his cup down on the table behind him.
“Sweat together…” Annah flirted back puckering her lip out giving him a sexy stare.
“Oh yeah…” he said quietly looking at her lips and puckering his own before sticking his tongue out to lick them.
Annah slowly moved her body closer to his.
“Big fan, by the way…” she said just before moving to his other side picking up a celery stick.
Taylor turned around when he realized Annah was trying to turn him on. It was working. It hit him that she was a flirty kind of girl. One that didn’t care to flaunt her beauty and body. Hey, he wasn’t one to object. She looked up at him and slid the piece of celery into her mouth slowly then back out. Taylor swallowed hard as he watched her slide the piece of celery in and out of her mouth just before she bit the end of it off chewing slowly.
“So, um…” he began swallowing again. “What are you doing, uhm, like right now?”
Annah finished her celery and stepped closer to him placing her hand on the front of his shirt.
“Nothing why?” she asked tilting her head to the side. “Got something in mind?”
“Hell yeah…”
