The party was in full swing, music thumping through the walls of the house, the energy electric and alive. You and Billie had slipped away from the crowd, finding a quiet corner in the backyard, away from the prying eyes.

Billie had a playful grin on her face as she pulled you closer, her hands resting at your waist. "You're not shy, are you?" she teased, her voice low, just loud enough for you to hear over the distant chatter.

Without waiting for a response, she leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss, deep and unhurried, as if the world outside didn’t exist. Her fingers slid into your hair, tugging you closer, and the heat of the moment made everything else fade away. The music, the people, it was all background noise.

When she pulled away just enough to catch her breath, her eyes were dark with that playful intensity. "I don't care who's watching," she murmured, her lips brushing against yours as she spoke. "Let 'em stare."

She kissed you again, harder this time, completely unbothered by the chaos around you, the world outside fading into the background as you both got lost in the moment.