Thread: Sweet Temptations (DareToDream & Silver Lining)

What was there to say about Molly? She was a quiet, refined, delicate young beauty who was pretty much the billboard child for the type of girl every mother wanted their son to bring home. She had always been the apple of her parents' eye openly, and despite the doting that they often smothered her with, her relationship with her older brother was a strong one. He had always kept her safely tucked beneath his wing, no matter how old she was. Now, after having graduated at the top of her honor classes and finally freed from the constricting grip of high school, she was soon going to leave the nest. However, she had long since made the decision to stay at home for the summer, for the sake of being with her family before she was rushed off to one of the many prestigious universities that were practically clawing their way to get to her. Unfortunately, some days called for her to find her own entertainment. With her parents off at work, and Sam playing basketball...she was left to coop herself up into the living room, curled up on the infamous large, cushioned arm-chair that her father was often found in. The light noise coming from the television filled up the relatively quiet space, as she neared the end of her novel. It was a cliche love story, and though it made her green with envy...as she had yet to even get close to the opposite sex in such a manner, it was also a way to keep her desires at bay. Molly had enjoyed a handful of kisses, but that was all. Unlike the majority of her graduating class, she hadn't slept with a single soul, she hadn't even practiced the exciting activities that came with casual dating, either. Surely there was nothing wrong with her...she just...couldn't find anyone that actually made her want to take a chance. Her family did a swell job at keeping her away from those 'icky boys', too. Perhaps they were more aware of how many stared at her in a less than appropriate manner, than she was. Oh...if only she knew how many wanted her... Either way, as of late, it seemed as if someone was occupying her own mind. Cody. He was...well, he was Cody, and he was a lot older. To make it even more near-impossible, he was also her brother's best friend. In fact, they had been since they were children...and Molly practically grew up with them both. Her attraction to him was a sporadic, rebellious one...something that could never come to be. She often admired him from afar, wondering why in the world he seemed to raise her blood pressure the way he did. It was unnerving, especially when he came sauntering into her household, shirtless and sweating. Wait, what? Molly tipped her eyes upwards once again, before they caught sight of that delicious body. Oh...god...really? Her heart began hammering against her chest wildly, and slender brows raised in astonishment. Right. A simple, casual greeting...when he was nearly half-naked. When he finally slipped past the living room, she got up, bare feet quickly scampering across the wooden floor. Well, heck! She wanted to know where he was going! That familiar head of soft auburn hair peeked out from around the corner, and those brilliantly bright emerald eyes glittered in amusement. Cody, she called out, finally slipping out from behind the wall. She was wearing a simple, short white summer dress that did well in fitting to her curves, showing that she had long since matured in body and mind. What...are you doing, she asked, giving him a playfully sober expression.