Taylor

"Tequila?" he questioned mischievously.

I looked to Jordan, and we nodded our heads in agreement. He poured the liquid into three shot glasses. I'd never had a shot of alcohol before. I picked up the shot glass filled with tequila, and I was about to knock it back, but Slater stopped me.

"You need to do the salt first, and you can't forget about the lemon," he said. I gave him a confused look. What did salt and lemon have to do with drinking tequila?

"You've never had a shot of tequila, have you?" he asked, looking a little surprised. I shook my head.

Did I have everything tattooed on my forehead?

"This is how you drink a shot of tequila," he said. He licked a spot on the back of his right hand, and he took the saltshaker and sprinkled some salt over it. With his eyes still on me, he licked the salt off his hand and then knocked back the shot. Then he took a piece of lemon and sucked on it. He grimaced, then took the lemon out of his mouth.

"Does it taste that bad?" I asked, still watching his expression.

"No," he said, shaking his head with a smile.

"Your turn," he informed Jordan as he handed her the saltshaker. She licked a spot on her hand and sprinkled the salt over it, then she handed it back to Slater.

"Bottoms up," she said as she knocked the shot back. Then she swallowed it. She grabbed a slice of lemon off a plate on the kitchen counter and sucked on it.

"Your turn," Slater informed me as he handed me the saltshaker. I followed their actions except after I knocked back the tequila I began to splutter. The alcohol burned its way down my throat.

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it," he assured me as he patted my back. Jordan was still laughing at me.

The stuff tastes horrible!

"I'm...not sure...I want to," I muttered.

We did two more rounds of tequila shots before I called it quits. I wanted to drink and have fun; I didn't want to end up passing out and not remembering the night. Jordan and Slater did one more round without me before we all headed to the dance floor. The effects of the alcohol were taking effect, and I felt myself enjoying the sound of the music. I was probably tipsy at this point and, along with Jordan, I was singing to a song blaring through the house. Slater was dancing with us, laughing at our feeble attempts to keep in tune with the song.

Through the mass of bodies dancing against each other, I caught Sin's gaze fastened on me. The intensity of it shivered through me. For once he was standing alone. I held his gaze for a few moments before I turned away. He'd had his chance, and he'd turned me down. If the opportunity arose and I found a nice guy, I may even decide to have sex. Slater leaned closer.

"Are you having fun?" he asked as he smiled at me.

"Yes," I answered as I beamed at him.

He was about to lean closer when I felt a hand wrap around my wrist. Taken by surprise, I turned to see the owner of the hand standing beside me, glaring at his friend. The look he shot Slater made his friend back away from me and he lifted his hands in mock surrender. Even Jordan looked a little shocked at what she was witnessing.

I was still trying to figure out what was going on when Sin pulled me by the wrist off the dance floor. I didn't miss the curious looks we got as Sin led me up the stairs to his room. I could just imagine what everyone thought as they watched me disappear up the stairs.

Once inside his bedroom, he closed the door and turned to face me. My legs felt a little wobbly, so I sat down on the edge of his bed. Maybe I was more than just a little tipsy.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. I felt like a child being spoken to by a parent.

"Whatever I want," I shot back. I was old enough to make my own decisions and my own mistakes. I didn't have to answer to anybody, least of all him. Besides, I was having such a nice time, and he'd ruined it. I crossed my arms and glared at him.

"I told you to go and find someone special to share it with," he lectured me angrily. "Not to go to a house party, get drunk and see who you end up with."

"Who do you think you are?" I asked angrily. He remained silent.

"You know what? You don't get to lecture me," I said as I stood up. "I already have one protective brother and I don't need another one."

He said nothing, and just studied me with a glare.

"Your friend invited me to a party and I came to let loose and have a little fun. What I do and who I do it with is none of your business."

I made a move to walk past him, but he stopped me.

"I'm not trying to lecture you. It's just there are bad people out there, and you just seem so naive," he tried to explain as he ran a hand through his hair.

"I was talking to your friend," I reminded him. I couldn't understand why he was acting the way he was.

"Slater and I are not good guys," he stated cryptically. Our eyes held for a few moments in silence. His tongue flickered against his lip ring.

"I asked you to have sex with me and you told me no. That doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do," I explained. It was hard to not let my eyes drop to his tongue playing with his lip ring. I felt a flutter in my stomach as I gave him one last look before I tried to walk past him again but he grabbed my wrist gently, and I turned to face him.

"I changed my mind."

I looked at him with confusion for a moment.

"I want to take advantage of you," he whispered, the intensity of his gaze making my stomach flip.

"In a sober state," he finished as his eyes flickered to my lips as he took a step closer to me. I couldn't believe he'd changed his mind. I felt excited as I thought about what that entailed for a moment. Then I remembered the horrible sinking feeling when he'd turned me down.

"Who says the offer is still on the table?" I said, trying to stay calm even though I felt a shiver of excitement at the way he was looking at me. I had little experience with guys, so I had no idea how to handle Sin. He was lethal when he wanted something, and it seemed that he now wanted me.

Instead of answering me as I expected, he backed me up against the wall and I looked up at him nervously as he put his arms out against the wall on either side of me, effectively caging me in. For a moment his eyes held mine, then his eyes flickered to my lips. He leaned closer, and I felt a nervous shiver through me as I waited for him to kiss me. I'd never been kissed before.

The moment his lips touched mine, I swear I felt my knees quiver as I closed my eyes. The gentle pressure of his lips against mine made everything else around us disappear, and all that mattered was what he was doing to me. The kiss intensified as his tongue swept into my mouth. His tongue glided against mine as I opened my mouth wider. Unsure of what to do, I just followed his lead. The soft touch of his lip ring against my lips was strange at first, but as he kissed me harder, I forgot about it.

All thoughts fled from my mind as he wrapped his arms around me and moved his tongue against mine. His body pressed mine against the wall as my hands snaked around his neck and pulled him closer to me. I swear I felt the earth move. Then his mouth was gone, and I opened my eyes to stare up into his. I was still dazed, and he smirked at me. I was breathing hard, and so was he. There was no disputing it: I wanted him, and he wanted me.

"Tomorrow night," he stated as he reached out and caressed my cheek lightly with his knuckles.

"You've been drinking tonight, and I want you to be sober," he explained as his eyes held mine. I felt my stomach dip at his words.

"Go back downstairs and enjoy the rest of the party," he told me. "Meet me here tomorrow night."

I felt my head nod in agreement. He studied me for a moment before he pressed his lips to mine again. I left him in his room and went back downstairs. The curious looks followed me back to Slater and Jordan.

"What was that about?" Jordan asked loudly enough for me to hear over the music.

"It's complicated," I replied. I wasn't sure if I wanted to tell her what was happening between Sin and me. She wouldn't approve.

"I don't think he's done with you," Slater whispered into my ear and I gave him an awkward smile. There was no way I was going to say anything to Slater.

For the rest of the night, I enjoyed myself. I kept looking for Sin, but I never saw him again that evening.

Later when I was back in my dorm room with Jordan, she broached the subject. I let out a sigh.

"Look, I know that you don't approve, but... I'm going to give my virginity to Sin," I blurted out to her before I could change my mind. She looked at me liked I'd grown an extra head. I held up my hand because I knew what was coming next. She was going to lecture me on how bad Sin was.

"Look, it's not like I want to date or have a relationship with him. I just want to experience sex and lose my virginity. Who better to lose it to than someone who has had a lot of practice?" I argued.

"I just don't want him to hurt you," she tried to explain.

"I know you don't and he won't. It's only going to be one night," I insisted.

"Okay," she said, taking me by surprise. I hadn't expected her to say that.

That night I was restless and spent most of the night tossing and turning. The next day dragged. Time ticked by slowly and I tried to keep myself busy. I worked on an assignment, but my mind was preoccupied, and it was impossible to concentrate.

I showered and shaved my legs. It took me nearly an hour of trying to decide what to wear. I debated whether it would be better to wear a dress or not. Finally, I decided to go with a pair of jeans and a blue button-up top. The later it got, the more nervous I became.

"Good luck," Jordan said just before I left to go to Sin's house. It was only when I was standing outside the door that I felt the nervous knots in the pit of my stomach. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door before I could change my mind. The door opened, and Sin smiled at me.