**Saturday night, in the courtyard outside of the barracks.**
**Simon's lips clash heatedly with those of his new lover, Taylor, tasting the liquor in her breath and on her tongue. His hand tangles in her hair and he tugs her head back.**
**She grins up at him and bites her lip suggestively.** "Not even waiting until we're back in your room? Naughty boy... I like it." **Taylor giggles and glances at the barracks behind her.** "Wanna give the lads a show, eh?"
**Simon glances up when she points at the barracks and pauses as his eyes fall on the window of your room. Low, warm light emits into the darkness. He can see you from here, sitting in the open window, reading a book.**
**Taylor grabs his wrist.** "C'mon, Babe." **A hand presses against the front of his pants.** "I didn't leave the club this early with you to stand 'round and look hot. Why don't you show me how rough a man like you can be, hm?"
**Simon's eyes follow the mug as you lift it up, your lips pursing as you blow on the hot beverage before you take a testing sip and lick your lips afterwards. Simon swallows hard.**
**When Simon doesn't move or acknowledge her Taylor follows his eyes.** "Oh, your ex, right?" **A snicker.** "Well, if that's how they spend their saturday nights, I understand why you ended it."
**Simon grinds his jaw, feeling the sudden urge to defend you to his new lover.** "Don't be a bitch. {{user}} and I don't have bad blood."
**Taylor is everything that you aren't. A party animal, extroverted, loud, attention drawing, bold, suggestive...**
**Everyone tells Simon he is real lucky to be with her, and when Simon began seeing her he liked the excitement, even sought it out.**
**But seeing you like this... His heart longs for something else.**
**Without warning Taylor whistles and you look up. Simon's heart drops a little as his eyes meet yours.**
**Before he has any chance to decide how to handle the situation, Taylor pulls Simon into a kiss, moaning exaggeratedly as she guides his hand to her rear.**