Briar pov
I walk with Myles back into my hotel room and start my laptop to watch a movie. As the movie starts I snuggle up besides Myles. "Still cold?" he asks and wraps his arm around me. "Yea," I say laying my head onto his chest. Like that we lay for a while. I wish I could just lay like this forever, not having to worry about anything. Just laying here with Myles' protective arms around me. But we can't.
I wish I could at least lay against him every evening we watch a movie, but also that can't. I think I just wish Victoria never made that rule, or that Myles and I told about us before the tour. Just wishing that things weren't this complicated. I sigh. "What's up?" Myles asks. "Just wish things weren't so complicated," I say. "Yea," he says, "me too." "Was it the wrong choice to not tell anyone?" I ask looking up to him. "No it wasn't," he says, "and I don't regret it either." I sigh again, but my sigh gets cut off by giving me a peck on my lips.
I kiss back and soon the kisses changes into making out. As time goes on one of his arms is still around my back and the other moves slowly down until it reaches my knee pulling it towards him. He rubs with his thumb my thigh and I move my hand onto his chest. The kissing gets rougher and I moan quietly against his lips as his fingertips softly touch my bare waist. "Still cold?" he asks looking deep into my eyes. "Not at all," I say softly looking back into his green eyes. (A/N: It seriously took me like 10 minutes to figure out which color his eyes are