Page 23 of Savage for You
When she opens the door, my first thought is that she’s so damn beautiful. Her hair is down, with curls cascading down her back. She’s wearing an oversized SBU football shirt, which is probably Talon’s. I'll have to give her a few of mine so she can wear them instead. She's wearing these short running shorts and long scrunchie socks. God, her curves are magnificent, and I just want to roam my hands all over her body.
“Hey, pretty girl, I got the goods. Can I come in?” I hold up the bags and give her a crooked smile.
She has the same candle burning that she did when I first came over. It reminds me of our first kiss and I can’t help but smile. Gosh, I‘m such a simp.
“Of course! I’m sorry. Come in, and we’ll take this stuff to the kitchen.”
“Are you okay? You don’t look like yourself.”
“I’ll be fine. My period just started and the first day of cramps are always the worst for me.” She sighs and continues, “Next week is also hard for me since it's the one-year anniversary of my parents' death, so it's been weighing me down.”
“Baby, I’m so sorry. Do you want to talk about it?” I grab her and give her a hug.
“No, it's okay. Next week will probably be a different story though.” She smiles at me. “Thank you for grabbing cookie dough, it's my comfort food when I’m on my period.” She steps up on her tippy toes to give me a kiss on the cheek.
“What movie do you have in mind for tonight?”
“I’m thinking Scream VI. Have you seen any of them?”
“I’m not really a horror movie fan, but for you I’ll watch anything.”
“Oh my gosh! We will have to watch the first one and then four through six! They’re my favorite! Is that okay with you? Two was okay, but three was lame.”
“A horror movie marathon with you sounds absolutely amazing if I can see you light up like that more often. Should we cook dinner then watch the movies?”
“Sounds amazing, I’m so excited to cook this. I haven’t had it since my mom died.”
“Your mom is Puerto Rican too?”
“Yeah, she was. My dad was not—hence the last name Taylor.” I laugh.
“Oh, Montana Taylor. Has a nice ring to it” When I repeat her full name, her eyes go wide, but she doesn’t say anything else, so I let it go. For now.
As we are cooking together, she has music playing in the background. She’s singing and swaying her hips along to the beat. I can’t even tell you the song that’s playing because everything she does mesmerizes me. It’s like she’s a siren calling me to my death.
The arroz con pollo and empanadas smell amazing, I cannot wait to sit and eat with her. It was a lot of fun to cook together.
We sit down, and she moans when she takes that first bite. That moan goes straight to my head like a shot of tequila. I want to hear it again when I’m deep inside her.
As we’re chatting, astrology comes up and I learn that Montana is a Pisces. She lights up like the moon when I ask her to explain it to me because I honestly don't understand it at all. She loves to cook and bake, and she even promises she will bake something for me soon. I learn that she loves country music—Luke Combs and Morgan Wallen are always playing through her speakers. She also likes old school hip hop like Biggie, Snoop, Warren G and Tupac. She even told me she knows all the lyrics to Chris Brown’s Look at Me Now.
She loves Kelsea Ballerini, she says Penthouse, the healed version was the biggest fuck you to her ex. Along with all of that, she’s a huge Taylor Swift fan, even having been to a few concerts but missed out on getting the Era’s tour tickets.
When she told me she’s poly-jam-orious I laughed so hard at that one I had tears coming out of my eyes. I learned that she loves roller coasters and her favorite horror movie serial killers—Ghostface, Michael Myers, and Chucky are her favorite. She's so funny without even trying, and she always has a comeback without even thinking. I can’t stop laughing around her.
She hates chocolate but loves white chocolate. I know what you’re thinking, she asked for chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, but she took the chocolate chips out.
After dinner, we watch Scream 4, , Scream (2022), and now we’re watching Scream VI. Montana is snuggled up against me, under a blanket. Suddenly, she moves to lay in the fetal position.
“You okay, Killer?”
“Not really, I have really bad cramps.”
“Do you have a bathtub?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Come with me.”