Hey, Ladies. So this is my new Tulie story I'm working on. I already wrote 4 small chapters like this and I will upload once in a week. Reviews are highly appreciated, good or bad, I promise to answer to everybody. Hope you will like it. Dareia

ONE OF THESE DAYS...
PART1-TIM

I enter the Taylor house without knocking, like it's my own home. The funny thing is, the place really does feel more like a home than any place I've ever lived before. I thought it would be weird living with the Taylors but I was totally wrong. They made me feel like I'm a part of the family as soon as I stepped in.

Not even the rules what Coach and Mrs. T. laid down can ruin it. For my biggest surprise I don't miss the parties, the booze or any of that. I'm okay with taking care of Gracie, going to the grocery, watching some cheesy movie with Jules and so on. All of this make me feel like I belong.

Well, there's something what bothers me since I'm here and it's getting harder and harder to avoid the problem. For a guy like me (or for any guy, really) it's very hard to resist a girl like…

„Julie," she bumps into me, her little hands clunching into my arms, trying to keep her balance, my arms around her waist trying to steady her.

I look over at her. She only wears a pink bra and tight jeans. Her chest is pushing against me and thoughts what shouldn't be in my head about Julie Taylor fills my mind.

„Like what you see?" She cocks her head to the side, playing the cool even though I can see pink flushes coloring her pretty face.

„Pink looks good on you," I smirk, watching her biting her bottom lip.

I'm wondering if she's aware of how hot it is when she does that or that her skin is so soft it could drive any grown man crazy... I release my hold on her, afraid I would do something stupid.

It was bad enough when Coach caught me corrupting his little girl after that stupid party when I had to drag her home. Not to mention, even worse I can't stop thinking about those full lips and that Julie Taylor is more of a little tease than a little girl anymore.

„I'd better put on some clothes before you drool over me," she rolls her eyes, slowly releasing her grip on me, much more slower than she should. If she's trying to drive me nuts, she's on the right path.

„You would like that, Pixie," I wink at her, earning a smack to my arm.

„Gross," she makes a face, walking to her room.

„You'd better hurry, or we're gonna be late for your dance stuff."

I wait impatently at her door. I was asked to take Julie to her recital and of course, I couldn't say no. I don't wanna be late, disappointing Coach and Mrs. T. that I couldn't even got Jules there in time.

„Hold your horses, Tim," Julie opens the door and I almost choke on the air when I see her.

Damn, she's beautiful. Not that I haven't known that before but she's amazing. She wears tight jeans and a very short ripped pink top what doesn't really cover more than the bra underneath it. There's only some light make up on her face, her long hair falls over her shoulders in wavy locks. It's like she's shining, like she really is a beautiful pixie. And I sound like a moron from one of her romantic movies.

„What do you think?" She asks, bringing me back to reality. Hell, I think she's the most fucking amazing woman ever walked on Earth.

„You're perfect, Jules," she smiles at me brightly, giving a light kiss to my cheeks, making me melt.

„One of these days, we're gonna get in trouble," I say, tucking a lock of silky blond hair behind her ear. „You know that, don't you, little Taylor?"