THE SEXUAL TENSION BETWEEN REECE AND DOM WAS UNDENIABLE,

and she found herself tracing her acrylic nail up his tatted forearm, goosebumps rising under her touch. She moves closer to him, so close he could probably count her curled lashes that flicked up when her dark brown eyes met his. He leans in, almost as though a string had pulled him closer, only for Dominique to break away and fold her arms. A scowl on her face. "What's the wish, Reece?" the was she says his name with such disgust and venom only makes his smirk grow, resting himself on to the pool table as his eyes shamelessly rake over the girls figure. Reece brings up his index finger to his chin, lightly tapping the small bunch of hair that had grown in his attempt to rock a goatee. "I wish for..." he intentionally drags on, burning at whatever patience Dom had left in her 5'4" being.

"Hmmm... what do I wish for?" he asks himself, green eyes meeting hers just to show the glint of mischief behind them. The Maori girl poked her tongue through her cheek, a scoff coming from the back of her throat. "You know what? If you're just gonna waste my time I'm go-" Reece bursts into laughter as he takes a sip from his long abandoned bottle, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I'm just playing with ya, Dom, I'm all jokes." that simple sentence only makes her want to smash that bottle onto his head and just sit by and watch while he struggles to stand. It takes everything in her being not to. "My wish is for you to admit that you have a crush on me." The brown girls eyebrows knitted themselves together, a look of utter disbelief on her face. "Excuse me?"

That same tone she used when she said his name is back again and Reece tries his hardest to hide the growing bulge he feels below. He puts his bottle down as he steps closer to her again, licking his lips as he traces hers, purposely smudging her lip gloss across her chin. "We both know you do..." he whispered, breath contributing to the warmth spreading across her cheeks. She never saw him like that. Not even with his beautiful eyes and his curly mullet and that dashing smile that made all the girls swoon. She wasn't about to admit that she liked this male. It was hard to even breathe the same air as him. "In your dreams, cunt." Dom spat as she was slowly being backed into a wall. But she didn't push him away this time, she didn't stop him when he pulled her into his chest and she definitely didn't say no when he whispered the words 'Can I kiss you?' into her ear so seductively, it had her knees weak.

Dom smacked herself in the face for being so foolish, shocking Reece as he went on to finish the story. "Well then after that, you know we-" she screamed in the middle of his sentence, cringing at herself for doing that on her own accord and not being able to blame it on the many liquids she had taken in last night. "Stop, I don't want to hear it!" she groaned as she basically melted into her wooden seat, folding herself into a fetal position as everything-every small moment they shared together in his car, his bed, this very kitchen-slowly came together. Dom wished she hadn't longed for those missing puzzle pieces and that they remained missing. She didn't know what to do know that she'd found them.

"You're the one who asked for it." said the fullback with a little snort, packing up his plate to take to the sink. Her phone vibrated against her thigh but she doesn't bother checking it, placing her bets on it being either Jordan or the girlies group chat which had probably died down by now. She attempts to finish whatever is left on her plate but fails, scraping the rest into the bin before dumping the plate into the dishwasher. Reece had abandoned her long ago for his room and she had probably been sitting there for a good 40 minutes, in dead silence. Not being able to sit on her butt very long, she decides she's going to go for a shower and wash away the sins from the previous night. Her cold feet pad across the wooden floor as she slowly makes her way up to her own room, opening the door to be greeted by a mess.

Her skirt and Reece's shorts lay idle on the floor and another couple of square shaped packets alongside them. Just how many times did they do it? She massages her forehead with her hand before quickly cleaning up her space, dumping both of their clothes into her washing basket for later. After finally tidying up, she peels herself out of the fullback's hoody she'd stolen and grabs her towel before stepping into a much needed hot shower. With the bubbly soap flowing down her body and the final moments of peace she can finally have, she can't help the memories of last night from bombarding her brain. The funny thing was that she couldn't even complain. Reece, sadly, lived up to the reputation he'd put out for himself. Dominique's fingers ghost over the small love bits he'd left on her shoulder and then the ones scattered across her tummy and thighs. She almost catches herself smiling before snapping back to reality, turning off the shower and standing in the cold for a moment as everything sinks in.

She couldn't like him. She could never like him.

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surprise update yayyyy wanted to
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