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[indent]Standing in front of the door, but not opening it, Junie ran her fingers through her long hair, straightening it and letting it cascade over her shoulders. Her hair was low maintenance and didn’t require much tending to. As a natural beauty, being polished and perfect was absolutely effortless for her.

Red hair was the Macmillan pride and joy. Her mother, her two sisters, and herself all had the most lush, the most fresh, and the most gorgeous red hair anyone could ask for. She and her twin learned from the best. They knew how to use their features, like their hair, to get what they want. 

Without a hitch, Rosie and herself picked up the art of seducing. It was as easy as counting one, two, three. That inherited gift did not seem to run through their little sister’s, Rue’s, veins. She could be a late bird, or it could be that she was a virgin. Regardless of the circumstances, Junie knew she had a lot to teach her little sister, but for now, it was her time to shine. 

Giggling, [url=https://www.instagram.com/p/B3cGTKTgY-Z/]Mia[/url] gave her Big Sister a thumbs up, [color=ffa040]“You look sooooo good. You’re going to knock him dead, I promise. Oh!”[/color] The tiny blonde scurried to the vase on the side table, by the door, and took out the decorative, fake flowers.  [color=ffa040]“Don’t worry about water, I’ll take care of it! Now, go get ‘em tiger. Meow.”[/color] Running away, she tossed the flowers on a lounge chair and hid in the next room. 

Gingerly, Junie slightly opened the door. Leaving a small opening, not revealing her dress yet, she glanced up at him, curiously. [color=ffa791]“Look at you! Knowing what flowers I like,”[/color] she giggled, before teasingly adding,  [color=ffa791]“What a stalker.”[/color] Seeing him in a suit, looking into those deep, blue eyes, and oh that fucking smile… it reminded her of the longing desire that she was subduing to teach him a lesson. 

There was that static, that magnet trying to pull her in, but she would stubbornly fight it because this was her game, and she would call the shots. There was no need in risking everything. Even if she could devour him right here and right now, Junie had to give him a hard time. There was no other option. Leisurely, she fully opened the door, letting him have a good glance at her —  going out of her way to give a little twirl and do an over the shoulder pose —  before smirking,  [color=ffa791]“Well? You like what you see?”[/color] 

As Ty stood anxiously by the door, he could make out Junie and Mia’s voices - but not what they were saying. 

While standing there, the flood of thoughts to remind him how bad he had already screwed things up came rushing back. He had done his best to contain them all week long and now the dam was breaking. 

[color=8DC73F][i]Absolutely horrible timing. Thank you, Mr. Brain.[/i][/color]

At the end of the day, Ty was just glad that Junie had given him a second chance. 

[color=8DC73F]“You didn’t strike me as a basic rose kinda gal,”[/color] he replied, the corners of his mouth turning up ever so slightly. It took everything in him not to look at her like a piece of candy. Junie looked absolutely stunning. Her dress hugged all of the right curves, her makeup was just enough to enhance her natural beauty and the way her hair fell gracefully all the way down to ---- 

It would be her voice that would snap him back into reality. 

[color=8DC73F]“You look absolutely stunning tonight, Junie.”[/color] Once she had taken the flowers from him, Ty put his hands in his pockets. [color=8DC73F]“I went ahead and ordered the Uber. I hope that’s okay?”[/color] 

Not responding immediately, Junie went her merry way back inside to put the sunflowers in the vase on the side table.  Once she made sure the assortment was to her liking, she turned on her heel, ready for their date. Closing the door behind her, she assuringly smiled,  [color=ffa791]“Mia’s going to take care of the flowers for me.”[/color] Just so he knew that she wasn’t just going to leave them there to dry up and die. 

Readdressing his compliment and his hesitant action of ordering an Uber, Junie, untroubled and at peace, gave a shrug of indifference, [color=ffa791]“It’s not like it’s hard to look this good, but thank you.”[/color] Grabbing his hand, leading him off the porch of her sorority house, where girls would undoubtedly be watching from the inside, she tenderly simpered, [color=ffa791]“Tonight’s your night to impress me. I won’t share my opinions until… later.”[/color] 

Looking back, over her shoulder, she playfully winked at him. If there was one thing she adored in a man, it was him taking the initiative to do things, without having to ask. He already gained points for getting her sunflowers and telling her she was [i]stunning[/i]. Yet, he was hesitating with calling an Uber. Silly boy. Maybe his research would do him good, maybe it won't. Only time could tell. 

In time, he’ll know what she liked and what she didn’t like. For now, Junie chose to play it coy, not giving too much away, while leaving him on his toes. Stopping on the sidewalk, she turned to face him, intertwining both of their hands together, obviously showing him that she was okay with being affectionate (it was all part of the game),  [color=ffa791]“So…. there’s alcohol where you’re taking me? Seeing how you're not driving.”[/color] Curiosity lit up in her eyes wanting to know exactly where they were going, but holding herself back from asking. 

Junie's body language, tone, and overall mood told Ty that tonight was going to be a challenge. A challenge he was up for, but a challenge he had no idea how it would end up. Fortunately for both Junie and himself, Ty was determined to make this a good night. He had spent all week deciding what her favorite things were: music, food, drinks, flowers - her favorite *shampoo* for crying out loud. If tonight didn’t go good, Ty would bet money that he would go home to spend time with his good friend Jack. 

Nonetheless, Tiberius Delemar was willing to give tonight a go with his best effort. 

As Junie put her hands in his, Ty held them with a firm, yet affectionate and gentle grip. Looking down into her eyes (even with her heels, Junie was still a few inches shorter than him) Ty half smiled. Tonight was about excitement, and excitement required surprise. 

[color=8DC73F]“Mmm…. I may or may not have had the staff chill a bottle of wine for us. All you need to know is that we’ll be right on time for our reservation, and that the reviews for the place are spectacular.”[/color] 

When the Uber arrived, Ty opened the door to let Junie climb inside before him. Entering the vehicle himself, Ty was sure to ask the driver a very important question. [color=8DC73F]”You did get my text with the address for the restaurant, correct?”[/color] 

The driver - a scrawny young man - looked back in the review at Ty before answering with a simple [b]“Yes sir.”[/b] 

Somewhat reassured that they would make it to their destination, Ty relaxed back into the seat. 

Once they both were situated, Junie leaned up against Ty, intentionally letting him feel the warmth of her body. After resting her clutch on her lap, she patiently examined her nails. Smirking, she listened to him talk to the driver. When he finished she casually asked, with a mischievous tone, [color=ffa791]“How was your week?”[/color] 

[Color=8DC73F]"Hectic,"[/color] he said, sighing. [Color=8DC73F]"I'm pretty sure you already know I've been asking everyone everything there is to know about you. So between classes and that… But it was fun, I mean. Sort of like scavenger hunting for clues about you."[/color] 

 [color=ffa791]“Like I said before, [i]Ty[/i]...”[/color] Junie snickered, grinning up at him, her eyes lit with intrigue, [color=ffa791]“What a [i]stalker[/i].”[/color] 
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