R Y A N

TONIGHT Mrs Greyson was hosting a engagement party at her home across the city. I was annoyed that I had to prepare for this event in such short notice, but I understood that they wanted to tell me face to face rather than a phone call about their exciting news. All of Noah's family would be there, but ours unfortunately, was too far away to come. We knew we would see them at the wedding in June and at least Tori had a good circle of friends to celebrate with tonight. Laying on my bed I ponder the idea of inviting Matt, he can be my date, that way when I have to talk to people I didn't know he could at least cover the awkward silences.
   My shyness had improved over the years at college. It had to. I couldn't always rely on Matt to be the person to talk for me, I had to suck it up and just talk to people, not to mention we only had one class together. I was okay with new people, but not asking questions about them and really getting to know them, I didn't want to come off as nosy. But with Matthew with me tonight at least I'd have company and at least I won't be stuck with Jackson and his friends all night.

Me:
Wanna come to a party tonight? xox

Matt:
Depends on the party ;)

Me:
Tori & Noah's engagement party

Matt:
YOUR SIS IS MARRYING A SEX GOD?!

Me:
Your 20yrs old & still call him a sex god?

Matt:
Fuck yes!

Me:
Wow! You know hes officially family right? Gotta stop with the sex god talk!

Matt:
Whatever... but yes, I will be your date! X

Me:
Love you! xo

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LATER THAT day, while Mum and Dad left early to help set up for the party I showered, washed my hair and sat in a towel planning my outfit for tonight. I didn't have a outfit fit for a party, a Mrs Greyson party that is. I had no elegant dress or two piece suit that would fit a 'money' party so I settled for my go to outfit and I'm happy that Tori already said it wasn't formal so smart casual was fine. With a quick vid call to Amy and her seal of approval, I knew I made the right choice.
   A black crop top that wasn't too short with a fringed hem that sat below my shoulders and a matching black skirt that had a slit up the side to my mid thigh, reaching down to my ankles. It showed what it needed to but still kept me covered, especially from the belly button bar Matt made me get when I lost a bet my first week of college, I've also recently lost another bet - my third to be exact but this one is a tattoo. Mums annoyed expression when I got my belly button piecred and got my other two piercings had allowed her to give me a earful of moans about mulating my body. Getting a tattoo would not be a good thing to get right now after annoucing my gap year.
   As my neck and shoulders are bare I curl my hair into ringlets, pinning it to one side and do my make up. Rose gold eye shadow with black eyeliner, a little blush and a subtle nude pink lip. I always did dramatic eyes or lips, but never both. Like always I slip into my black Van's - the only shoes I throw away and go to the shop that day to buy another because they practically go with everything. Maybe not the outfit I'm wearing tonight, but at least I was comfy and black on black was okay in Amy's eyes so that was good enough for me.

The bell chimes and I head downstairs to meet Matt who said he would pick me up. Bang on time he's here and I'm surprised as I'm always the person to count on when it comes to time keeping, Matty on the other hand is hardly ever early or on time, thank god tonight he is. When I open the door Matt is standing there in his navy blue trousers, a crisp white t-shirt with a matching blue dinner jacket, the dark navy of the suit goes well with his caramel skin and his beaming smile.

"Well don't you look gorgeous!"

"And you look handsome!"

"Thanks... shall we?" He says and he holds out his arm for me to hold on to.

A short drive later we arrive at Mrs Greyson's house. This house was smaller than the house she raised her children, but it was only her so she didn't really need a place too big - but it was still a mini mansion for a women living on her own. There was little lanterns that circled round the back where we could hear music playing and the sounds of chatter. When we walk round towards the back, the garden is filled with people, a dancefloor to the side and more lanterns that circle the pool.
   A DJ with a make shift dancefloor is by the patio, a table covered with party food and a bar in the far corner with bartenders making drinks. No doubt I'd be asked for ID if I requested a beer or a rum and coke. There are small round tables that only fit three people at a time and a banner that reads 'Congratulations' in gold lettering. There are two large wedding ring balloons and a cake with yellow flowers on it. The place looks beautiful and I spot the happy couple near a table at the back with boxes of gifts on it.

"Hey!" I say grinning. I grab Tori for a hug, kissing her on the cheek and kiss Noah on the cheek too.

"Congratulations!" Matt says.

"Thanks Matt, I'm happy you could make it," Tori says as he kisses her cheek and shakes Noah's hand.

"Thanks for coming," Noah smiles.

"Kind of had no choice..." Matt chuckles, I hit him on the arm and he steps back in defence, "joking... Glad I could come."

"Quite a turn out, where's your Mum?"

"Mom's around somewhere. Probably making sure all the waiters and bartenders are doing their jobs. The last party she had she caught one of them getting high in the garage and two getting it on in the downstairs bathroom," Noah says grinning.

"Bet she was spitting feathers?" I laugh.

"You have no idea," Tori says, "honey, the Banner's are here, we better go say hello?" Tori says pulling on his arm.

"Do we have to? Your sister and Matt are way better company," he smiles.

"Your friends not mine."

"Actually, my fiancé, Mom's friends, not mine..." Noah leans in and whispers, "she went a little mad with the invites."

"I can tell," I smile as they both walk off to greet more guests.

Matt and I walk around the garden saying hello to other guests that I knew. Mrs Greyson caught me by the food table as I was picking up a cocktail sausage, giving me a huge hug to say hello. She hadn't changed and she was just as lovely as I remembered. She was always like a second mother to me and it was nice to have another female so close when Tori moved out of our house.
   When we was about to get into deep conversation regarding my gap year she was pulled away by a young women - who looked like a events planner and told her they had run out of red wine. Not a crisis, but to Mrs Greyson a potential dier problem when half the guest list only drinks red.
   The DJ was starting to play more current music which was obvious to the amount of mature people who occupied the dancefloor now sat down and left it to the youngsters to take over. Without hesitation Matt pulls me to the floor and forces me to dance with him, but this was not out of the ordinary.

When we all went out - Amy included, I was Matt's dance partner. Bless Amy though. She had two left feet and couldn't find the rhythm in any song even if you told her when to step in time. I on the other hand was a 'total natural' and he couldn't embarrass himself dancing with Amy. She was always happy to run to the beat of her own drum, which Matt always made a comment that if she was as bad in bed like she danced then the men in her life would not be happy, though the love of my life would be extremely happy, apparently.

"Really?! Dancing now?"

"Yes, its Bruno Mars and you know how much I love this song!" He giggles twirling me around.

"Okay, okay!" I say.

We dance a few songs and even do the routine to Despaicto that he made up as part of his course before Christmas last year. When Matt had a audition he would always make up a routine and get me to go along with him. He got a few ensemble roles on broadway to get some experience, but not the type of dance that he wanted to do, he was hoping that finishing college would land him more jobs, but it didn't stop him making me dance with him.
   We samba, salsa and twist our hips to the music, one step in front of the other and back again. When the music stops we get a clap of applause and he takes my hand as a slow song comes on. With his hand on my hip, his other in my hand he pulls me close making me slow dance with him.

"Slow dancing? People will start talking," I smile.

"I'm your date, we're suppose to slow dance and I'm suppose to do this..." he pushes me out, spins me into his arms and then dips me, "smooth huh?"

"If my boobs pop out the next time you dip me then..."

"I'll quickly cover them with my han-"

"Jacket. Cover them with your jacket," I smirk. He chuckles looking down at me, then pulls me up, bringing my body back to his.

"Jacket, of course!" He says with a shrug. We shift our weight side to side and I feel him stiffen in my arms, when I look up he is looking behind me with the biggest grin on his face.

"What?"

"Your bodyguards are watching," he smirks at me.

"Mum and Dad," I say rolling my eyes.

"Nope," he says popping the P.

"Tori and Noah? Jackson?"

"Nope... have another guess. Here's a little hint, it's kinda sexy the way they are burning holes in the back of your head right now," he says lightly giggling.

"Who?" I say. I go to turn around, but he spins me again and pulls me back into his body.

"Don't look, this is just too hot to stop now."

"Oh my god Matt, who?!"

"They are practically undressing you."

"MATT!"

"Sex god two and sex god three."

"Nico and Nate?"

"Uh-ah," he nods slowly still looking behind me.

"Shut up, no they ain't."

"Oh they are, sex god two is looking way finnnnnnne. Better than I remembered," he wiggles his eyebrows and I laugh at him.

Matthew came out gay when he was seventeen. He told me and Sophie first and then a few months later he told his parents. His Dad was fine about it and supported him, but his Mum was a little less accepting. Over the last few years she has become more open about his sexuality, she just didn't want her son to go through what her brother went through when he came out as gay. But this was a different time to when his uncle first told Matthew's Mum and all the bad things people use to call him. When Matt was more comfortable around us knowing the truth, he grew more open to sharing who he fancied, he didn't hesitate to tell us about his secret obsession with all three Greyson men.

"It's kinda sexy," he says and I look up at him.

"What is?" With curiosity.

"The way they are both looking at you... it's kinda sexy."

"Seriously Matt? They're like my brothers."

"Maybe they see you more than that now..." he says with a smirk, "you leave to go to college, your confidence is through the roof, your showing off this sexy body you've hidden under baggy clothes since what, birth. You're not that girl anymore. You're a beautiful women now Ryan and you should totally embrace that... go on, if you had to choose who would it be?"

"Not playing this game, nope," I shake my head as he still leads me on the dance floor.

"Just a little fun! C'mon, I'll tell you mine."

"I already know yours is Nico, it always has been."

"Yeah," he smiles looking off into his dream fantasy.

"It's a fantasy Matt, never gonna happen."

"I can still think about it."

"Not while your holding me this close, perv!" I chuckle, hitting his shoulder.

"Okay, so I've told you mine, I wanna know who would you pick. If one of them came up to you right now and told you they wanted you, who would you want it to be?"

"Do I really have to answer?"

"Answer the question or I get to pick the tattoo and where is goes."

"Nate!!!" I say with wide eyes. I know for a fact that Matt would pick the biggest tattoo ever and probably make me get it on my arm or chest. If I had to get a tattoo, I was going to pick it.

"Nate? Really?" He says confused.

"I mean... I like them both differently, but I can hold a conversation with him and he's really funny, Nico is always the serious one. Noah's not even that serious and he's the eldest."

"Sex god one," he smirks dreamily at Noah across the garden.

"I hate that you call them that," I scrunch my nose and smile a little.

"Hey, god broke the mold with them three." he chuckles.

"Their still off limits, Matt," I say pointing my finger at him.

"I know, I know. They belong to you and no one else."

"I never said that," I tell him narrowing my eyes at him. They did not belong to me, but I didn't want Matt to embarrass himself with rejection if he ever tried anything with them. Matt had a secret obsession of trying to get with any guy he thought was god like in the looks department - gay, bisexual or even straight, it didn't matter. He liked the chase.

"You might not of said that, but I think they just kind of told me your off limits," he smirks.

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Tori & Noah are so cute together!
So is Matthew & Ryan, I wanted them to have a playful,
flanter relationship. They both know nothing will happen but they are still
comfortable together to flirt with one another.

So..... sex gods are staring down Ryan huh? We're finally gonna get them to see
each other after two years apart, in person.

How do you think they will react?
Will Ryan shy away from them?
Will they be happy to see her?

Let me know what you think in the comment
& don't forget to vote!
CeeCee
xoxo
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