Juliette knew that Emma would never lead them somewhere shady or scary, at least not on purpose, but she could hear the party before they even got off the elevator to the floor it was on, and that was not promising. The rest of them had run on ahead, but Juliette had convinced Esme to take a slower pace... So they could enjoy each other's time.
Which was why they were walking in with slightly disheveled clothes, but she was pretty sure that anyone who wasn't them was not going to notice what they looked like right now, aside from them being a hot couple, that was probably going to be the biggest takeaway that most people had, and she was fine with that.
"This party looks... Loud." Juliette murmured, tucking herself into Esme's side as they chuckled, wrapping their arm around her shoulder before they pressed a kiss to her temple, making her let out a sigh of relief... She could so easily handle anything like this as long as Esme was at her side, who cared if it was loud, right?
Wow... That was a turnaround, good lord.
"Yeah, but I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you; you know that." They said, and Juliette nodded, sliding her fingers under the back of Esme's shirt, making them let out a little gasp as she traced hearts over their lower back... She wanted their shirt off again, she wanted to kiss them everywhere... Hell, she'd nearly asked if they could just skip the party, but showing face was probably a good thing to do at one of these things, especially since Emma probably wanted to introduce Esme to his cousin.
"Thank you, baby." She said, and Esme grinned, leaning down to kiss her lips softly as she leaned more into them, wanting nothing more than to press them up against the wall... But she didn't, she decided that this might just be the time to behave herself as little as she actually wanted to.
"Of course. Always." Esme said, and Juliette grinned, cupping their face as she turned more in their arms, pressing her chest to theirs as she did. She liked how their breath caught at the same time that their fingers dug into her more... it was just such a good reminder that they were hers and she was theirs for as long as either one of them would have each other.
Personally, she was aiming for them to be together forever, but she would bow out if Esme ever wanted her to, that was just something that she knew about herself. Never would she force Esme to stay with her.
"Always, hm?" Fuck, the look of need on their face was delicious, she wanted to take a picture of it and make it her damn background, but she also wanted to keep that look for her right now, so she'd just settle on teasing them further. "God, you'd just do anything for me, huh?" Juliette asked, tangling her fingers into Esme's hair so that she could tug on it lightly, hearing them let out a light gasp as they leaned into her, nails digging hard into her hips with a soft grin on their face.
Fuck, looking at them made her heart feel like it could fall right out of her chest.
"Mhm." Esme pulled her in for a messy, frantic kiss as they pressed her into a secluded corner of the hallway, the music of the party bumping not too far from them. Her knees felt weak as she let her hands slide down from their hair to their waist, pulling them flush against her as she hitched one leg up, letting them settle further against her as their hands inched downward, making her breath catch.
Fuck was she really gonna let them touch her in a hallway... The lips on her neck that were wiping her brain clean of any logical thought was telling her yes, absolutley.
But the sound of someone clearing their throat told her no.
Fuck.
"Okay, not in the hallway, come on you two." They pulled apart as Shelby stared down disapprovingly at them... Or as disapprovingly as she could manage with a smile on her face. Juliette sighed, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into Esme, not really wanting to stop what they were doing just because they'd been caught.

YOU ARE READING
Borrowed Time Part 2
Romance**THIS IS THE SECOND PART OF BORROWED TIME, PART ONE IS ALREADY ON MY PAGE!** Juliette Smith is aware that everything she does is on borrowed time. Her popularity, her relationship with her father, with her friends... all of it is on borrowed time...