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"taylor, please, she was lying, she was flat out lying that bitch" chris's voice echoed throughout the room, and he sounded as though he was crying.

i could hear his foot steps come closer and closer to the door.

they stop and i could hear him sigh, he knew i was in here.

i heard him put himself agianst the wall and slid down beside the door, the same wall i was pressed up against.

"baby, please believe me, i could never put you threw something like that" his voice was wavered and i knew deep down inside that he was telling the truth.

without thinking on it i stood up from my position in the closet and opened the door to face this boy that drove my heart into crazy flutters everytime i saw him.

he looked up at me with hopeful eyes jumping to his feet, he looked like a dog about to be kicked.

"taylor please-" i hushed him putting a finger to his lips and brought myself to his height.

wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him down to me with the other hand. i kissed him, at first he was suprised and did nothing but as my lips danced across his he became alive and took me into his arms making me feel every emotion i had within myself.

within minutes the kiss intensifed and slowly together in each others arms we backed up to my bed. i wanted to explore every inch of him my hands lingered away from his shoulders and began down his body; boy i never knew how fit he was. as mine began to further explore every inch of him he began his journey across mine. within no time cloths were being removed.

i was in my jeans and bra; chris was only in boxers at this point.

he pulled away from me and looked deep into my eyes with such feeling and intesity it made me shiver.

i pulled at him trying to make my message sure and clear across to him at what i wanted.

" taylor im not sure your ready" he pulled up away from lips and ran his hands in exapsoration threw his messy brown hair.

i looked at him hard to make sure he knew i was serious

"your right because im more than ready chris"

i ran my hands down his bare tan abdoman letting my fingers lightly play across the top of the waistband to his boxers. he shivered in response.

he sat there staring at me; i knew he had a battle going on inside i could see it play out behind his beautiful hazel eyes.

"i love you chris" the words exscaped my lips before i trully knew the extent of there meaning; and i knew i ment it.

this seemed to spark something behind those eyes and as though an outside power settled the battle within him.

"i love you to taylor"

 that was how i won the bet but yet it was a bet worth waiting on because i won the money and i won the heart of the man i love.