The fifty-eighth time I saw him, he was like a Greek God, beautiful and completely nude, but then again, so was I.

Allie's P.O.V.

"Why, hello babe," I said, answering my phone as it rang.

I was in my room, just lying on my bed staring at my Fall Out Boy poster, because honestly, who wouldn't?

"Hey baby," Luke said seductively, his voice low.

"What did I tell you about calling me baby?" I scolded him, as I hated that pet name. Why on Earth would I want to be affectionately called something that cries and poops and can't talk?

Luke dropped the act. "Sorry," his apology didn't sound very sincere and soon I found out why. "But I'm horny and I want some loving."

"Oh my God," I rolled my eyes. "Please tell me this call wasn't just a booty call."

"Why, don't like to be reminded of our humble beginnings?" Luke asked.

"Luke," I warned.

"Okay, okay," he dropped the subject. "But it wasn't just a booty call, I do want to talk to you. I just want to fuck too."

"How about no?" I said.

"Allie," Luke groaned.

I could almost see him begging, even though we were talking over the phone.

"What?" I asked, feigning stupidity, sitting down on the couch and cradling my phone between my ear and my shoulder.

"Please come over," he whined.

"And why would I do that?" I asked, comfortable on my spot on my couch.

"I'm horny," he complained. "And I want my sassy Allie to come cheer me up."

I smiled at the nickname. "Well, if you're horny, then come over here. I'm not leaving. I'm comfortable."

"I don't have a car," Luke complained. "How in the hell am I supposed to get there?"

"Take a bus," I suggested.

"Ew, no," Luke said. "The last time I went on a bus I almost got touched in intimate places by a strange man."

I giggled. "Maybe he wanted to be friends."

"Friends with my asshole, more like," Luke mumbled, then sighed. "Well, I'll be over in like half an hour. If not, assume some creepy man kidnapped me because he found me hot and wanted to explore my body."

"Will do," I said, hanging up.

...

Luke made it alive. He walked in the door(I left it unlocked for him) and collapsed on me, resting his head on my lap.

"I see you didn't get molested," I said in greeting.

He groaned in response. "No, but a girl tried to have sex with me only using her facial expressions. It was terrifying."

"Well, you're here now," I said.

"Yes," Luke said, sitting up and pinning me to the couch, holding my wrists over my head. "With my beautiful girlfriend, who I haven't seen in a long time."

"You saw me like five days ago," I said, trying to hide the fact that I was enjoying the position we were in.

"Far too long," Luke said and kissed me.

I quite wanted to run my hands through his hair and mess it up, but the grip he had on my wrists was preventing me from moving. I tried to get them to move but failed when Luke tightened his grip.

"You're not getting away, babe," he said, pressing kisses down my jawline and my neck to my collarbones, which were exposed in the tank top I was wearing. "It's November and you're wearing a tank top, it's like you planned this."

"Well," I said, a little out of breath from what he was doing to me. "I haven't seen you in five days."

Luke shot me a grin and scooped me up, heading towards my bedroom. Before we lost ourselves in each other, I just had enough time to thank Jesus that Jasmine wasn't home, because if she was, it was going to be a long night.

...

When I woke up in the morning, Luke was already awake, for a change.

"Well, hello," I said, stretching and yawning. "Fancy seeing you here and conscious."

Luke smiled. "I woke up because I was uncomfortable and then I couldn't fall back asleep. You were too beautiful."

"Thanks," I said, "I know my curly hair is like a mane in the morning and I probably have drool on my face so if lions are your thing, I guess I'm pretty hot."

Luke laughed. "Well, lions aren't my thing, but cute sleepy Allies who I just fucked several times are."

"Then you're in luck," I yawned again. "And I'm disgusting, so want to shower?"

"In a second," Luke said.

He simply stared at me, barely blinking. I looked around my room, avoiding his eyes as I felt slightly awkward. "Why are you staring at me?'

"Because you're beautiful," he said.

"I'm covered in dried sweat and bodily fluids," I pointed out.

"You're still beautiful," Luke insisted.

"Well, Edward Cullin, if you're done staring, I'd like to take a shower to wash myself," I said flatly, climbing out of bed and stretching before looking at him. "If you come with me, you might get round two in the shower," I teased.

Luke got up quickly, the sheet falling off of him, leaving him looking like a Greek God statue, nude and everything. "Round five, more like it," he mumbled.

"Yes well, it's a new day, isn't it?" I said, winking at him.

Luke's expression changed to mischievious. "Well, better get a move on, then."

When I headed to the shower, he followed me and slapped my ass. I turned to him and shot him a dirty look.

"What?" he asked, feigning innocence. "I very much enjoy your ass."

"I know," I said. "I could tell when you kept grabbing it last night."

Luke winked at me. "I'm an ass kinda guy, what can I say?"

"Asshole, more like," I teased then ran to the bathroom, lest he slap my ass again.

I was already under the warm water by the time Luke got in the shower.

"That was mean," he complained, brushing his wet hair out of his eyes. "I am not an asshole."

"No, you're right, I'm sorry," I said then paused and grinned. "You're not an asshole, you're a douche."

"Keep this up and you won't get a round two," Luke threatened.

I rolled my eyes. "Oh no, what ever will I do without your dick?" I said in a monotone.

Luke pulled me closer so our wet bodies rubbed together. "You love my dick."

"Your dick seems to love me," I said, nodding down towards were it was slowly hardening.

"That is true," Luke said, before suddenly kissing me so hard I could barely breathe.

"Round two?" he asked, pulling away.

I nodded breathlessly. "Round two."

...

Later that day, when we were out of the shower and exhausted of constant ahem, exercise, if you will, I asked, "When do you think Eli and Finley will get together?"

Luke considered the question. "Well, Eli doesn't have the balls to ask her out and Finley's oblivious to the fact that he's head over heels for her, so I've gotta say, in like a month."

I shot him an incredulous look, my eyebrows coming together. "Seriously? You don't think the sexual tension has reached its peak yet?"

Luke shook his head. "Nah. I'm not sure Finley knows what sexual tension even is."

"Oh, she definitely knows," I said. "She's your sister, plus I've seen her give Eli some suggestive looks when she thought no one was looking."

Luke looked horrified. "Okay, stop, enough, no more talking about sexual tension and my sister in the same sentence."

I laughed. "Well, let's make a bet, then."

"On what?" Luke asked.

"If the moon will rise at night, what do you think, dumbass?" I asked. "Eli and Finley getting together."

"I'm down," Luke agreed, "What's the bet?"

"Loser owes the winner twenty bucks?" I offered.

Luke wrinkled his nose. "Ten."

"That is your sister, you cheap swine," I said, swatting his arm. "Fifteen."

Luke thought it over, pretending to put great thought into it by scratching his chin. "Deal. Okay, I think they'll get together in a month."

I shot him a weird look. "Well, prepare to lose, because I bet that they'll get together in the next week."

Luke shot me an evil grin. "You're on."

We shook on it, just to make it official.

...

Luke's P.O.V.

Eli came over. I know this because the doorbell rang, interrupting me of my much-needed stuffing-my-face-until-my-stomach-hurts time and I had to answer it.

I showed him where Finley was and left them to do whatever people who are into each other but don't admit it do.

They're probably gonna make out soon.

I went up to my room to find my phone. My room wasn't terribly messy, just some clothes strewn over the floor and my bed and I found my phone between two T-shirts on my bed. I called Allie.

"The dick is in the vagina," I said.

"What the hell are you talking about?" she asked, not bothering to say hello, just like I didn't.

"Eli is over and hanging out with Finley," I reported, glancing behind me in case they went up to Finley's room.

"Ahh, I see," it was like I could hear the light bulb go off in Allie's head. "And it has been a week since we made the bet."

'Yes, it is," I said, smirking. "Want to come over and see what happens?"

Allie said, "I'm on my way."

I hung up and rubbed my hands together like an evil villain. The only thing that would have made it better was if I had a cat I could stroke and a Mini Me like in Austin Powers.

I was totally gonna win this bet.

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Well, look at me go, getting updates up and going!

Actually, I'm going to plan out my chapters now because Sassy is starting to align itself to Anxiety Attack and I need to know what scenes in Anxiety Attack will be happening here.

Speaking of that, ten points to whoever can guess what scene from Anxiety Attack is coming up next ;) Good luck guessing!

Okay and what the fuck when I don't have this extra paragraph in, the one that you're reading at this moment, the update is only two pages but if I add another paragraph ( the one you're reading right now) it's like almost four what the hell is going on did Wattpad change its format because even without this extra paragraph in here it's still longer than my usual updates which are three pages so what the fuck I'm irritated I've been messing around with the page length so help me please I'm fucking irritated.

-taylor