Lauren’s POV
I sit on the left hand side of Tyler’s bed in an oversized shirt that Tyler had pulled out of a drawer in his room, and tossed to me, declaring them my normal movie night watching attire.
I have the covers pulled up to my chest, my arms wrapped around my knees, acutely aware that other than the tshirt, all I’m wearing is a pair of panties and my fluffy socks as I watch Tyler fiddle with his tv. He’s dressed only in a pair of sweatpants, his chest bare, completely comfortable as I sit here trying not to have a mental breakdown.
He’s hot, I mean, really really hot! Did I really sit around like this with him on the regular?!
Turning around, he grins at me in that panty melting way that causes things to happen that I’m absolutely sure should not be happening with the guy who h
