there was an addictive quality about her. something about her that was similar to the warmth of the sun, something about her drawing him in further and further as they spoke. the sex was dynamite, and he definitely planned on taking her again, but he was going to be patient. because this game was about love, and not just about sex. though he had to admit that having her in that way did make him feel closer to her. she was beautiful, and he couldn’t tell why she’d chosen to be with someone like him. nolan snickered at her admission, and arched a brow as she mentioned being bent over. it was a lovely mental image, and one he planned on executing in the physical world once he got a chance. “you’re so cute, baby girl,” he told her, taunting her again with that nickname as he moved onto his side. “give me a chance at your heart. maybe i’m the one.”
it was easy for rory to forget that the two of them were currently in the hamster wheel that is reality tv. that someone could potentially be seeing the moves they were making now that they weren’t locked away in a dark, sexy, bedroom. she was far too lost in the moment to even worry about it, about fans, about viewers -- it was just the two of them as she stayed settled their beside the boy. “nolan!” an innocent giggle followed as she buried herself in to his chest, taking a deep breath as she listened to his words. “if someone tries to tell me that you aren’t i will fight them every single day of my life. that’s a damn promise.” (end)







