Alex laughed and pulled her into his arms. "Yes, I shaved it off." He grinned down into her eyes. "I needed to try something different." "It's like you going without your sunglasses...they're your signature." Kayleigh grinned up at him. "Not that I don't love looking into those eyes, mind you."
His grin widened. "You do, huh?" He pulled her closer against him. His heart beat a rapid tattoo against her palm. "Actually, yes, I do," she said softly, voice trailing off as she got lost in his eyes. Her hand came up and caressed his clean shaven cheek. "Kayleigh." Her name was a sigh on his lips as he drew closer.

The phone rang. Kayleigh chuckled softly at the glare Alex gave the phone. She gave his cheek a quick kiss, and went over to answer it as it rang a second time. "Hello?"
"Are you sure you're okay?" Kat asked.
Kayleigh burst out laughing. "I'm fine, wonderful, stupendous, just totally chuckalicious." She laughed again as Alex dramatically rolled his eyes. There was a moment of dead silence on the other end of the phone, then, "Chuckalicious?"
Still giggling, Kayleigh explained, "I read it in a book once, and liked it." She took a deep breath and cleared her throat. "Seriously, though, I'm fine."
"He's not trying to force you into anything, is he?"
She bit her lip to keep from laughing again. Alex? Force her? As if he'd actually need to! "No, he's being wonderful."
"Wonderful? Who? Me?" Alex asked, an innocent expression on his face.
Kayleigh burst out laughing again. "What's so funny?" Kat wanted to know.
Trying to stifle her giggles, Kayleigh just said, "I'll tell you all about it tomorrow." Then, after she grinned at Alex, she added, "I'll call you late tomorrow, 'kay?"
"You're not actually planning to..."
"Oh, baby, you bet I am! I'll fill you in tomorrow, promise, but right now I've got to go."
"But..."
"No second thoughts, no doubts, no worries...I'm a big girl, little Kayleigh is growing up and will be just fine." Alex burst out laughing.

"I heard that...he's got a sexy laugh," Kat said. "You should see him," Kayleigh said, laughter slowly fading as she took a long look at his backside.
"You still there?"
"What? Oh...yeah...uhm, I'll call you tomorrow," Kayleigh said, all laughter gone now.
"With details?" Kat asked.
"Yes, Ma'am," Kayleigh said, blushing as Alex turned around and caught her staring. He grinned. "Late tomorrow. Okay? Bye," she said.
"Don't forget," Kat said. "Be careful," she admonished before hanging up.
"Your friend again?" Alex asked as she hung up the phone, then shut the ringer off.

Kayleigh nodded, then slowly crossed the room to him. "Can I make a confession?" "Don't know if I can find a priest right now..." She playfully swatted his shoulder. "It's something you should know." The laughter faded from his eyes. "What should I know?" She traced his lips with one finger. She smiled as his eyes darkened even more. He captured her hand in his. "What should I know?" he repeated, his voice a bit huskier.
"Just that you're my favorite Backstreet Boy," she answered with a grin. He laughed. "And did you ever fantasize about you and me?" he asked when he could breathe again. Kayleigh nodded emphatically. "Oh, yeah." She grinned up into his dark eyes. "Baby, you're the stuff that wet dreams are made of." She couldn't quite keep the laughter out of her voice as she said it.
"You're not so bad yourself," he said, hands sliding to her waist. She flinched. "What?" She bit her lip, then said, "That tickles," as his hand slid under her shirt and lightly glided over bare skin.
"Tickles?" he asked, grinning.
"Uh-oh," she said, trying to take a step back. "I don't think I should have admitted that."
Alex held on tight, and wouldn't let her retreat. He wiggled his eyebrows. "No, you shouldn't have," he said, and started tickling her in earnest.

Needless to say, they wound up rolling on the floor. Everytime Kayleigh almost got on top, Alex would find yet another tickle spot. Her shirt came off, and Alex tossed it away. Finally, Kayleigh gained the upper hand, and found herself straddling him. Their laughter died as his hands ran over her lace-clad breasts. Her hard nipples pushed against the fabric. He lifted his head, taking one into his mouth, wetting the fabric thoroughly and making her squirm on top of him. He groaned as her hips jerked reflexively, rubbing against his erection.
"Alex?" Her head arched back as her hips moved against him. If she spread...her legs...just...right...THERE! She shuddered as his erection rubbed against her clit through their clothes. "Mmmm?" His mouth was buried between her breasts, licking the bare flesh, and nudging the lace out of the way to get to her nipples. The vibration had her shuddering again, and she could swear she felt him smile. "I think we have a problem."
He pulled back. "A problem?" he asked, voice husky with desire. His voice had her trembling. Her eyes drifted shut a moment, then flashed open as he flipped her onto her back. Between her legs, her arched his hips against her. Again that delightful friction. She trembled. "A problem?" he repeated.
"Mmm-hmm," she murmured, sliding her hand between their bodies to rub his erection through his pants. She smiled saucily up at him. "A very LARGE problem, I'd say."

"You're just going to have to fix it," he said, his head dipping down to nuzzle her neck. Unable to resist, she said, "But it's so hard." His laughter was muffled in the curve of her neck. He pulled back to look into her eyes. "You're crazy," he said. She nodded once. "Thank you, but seriously," she paused when he laughed again. "Seriously...I think my bed would be much more comfortable than this floor." "Think so?" he asked, arching his hips against her again. She nodded emphatically. "Definitely." She paused, then added, "Besides, that's where the handcuffs are."