Emilie giggled quietly; it was loud against the thrum barely made its way up from the floor below, all shouts and laughter and excitement.

"We could skip it altogether?" She mumbled, arching her back reflexively. How did she really want to ring in the new year? Defiling the bedroom of some family she could really care less about? Or fucking this hot kid's brains out?

The answer was simple.

"Or we could make it more interesting?"She said, her head to look at him. As to what she meant by 'interesting', she left unsaid, too distracted by the overwhelming need to kiss him again.