Riker looked at Yara bashfully as she took his bet; one that she would certainly lose if he had anything to say about it. All it took was a few filling dinners that he’d make and she’d be out like a light. Oh… did he mention he absolutely loved playing his guitar all night long. Just ask Kai or Akielah. Suffice to say; he made Akielah’s birthday a fun one… she did get him back but let’s just… not talk about that. If there was one thing Riker knew he could do well was tire a girl out… in a good way. Continuing his bantering; he attempted to hide his smile at Yara’s quip about the flying car. “No I can’t Yara,” Riker signed - acting frustrated… or the best impression he could do of frustrated in this particular situation. “My brother, the engineer, called dibs on that,” he sighed dramatically. “I mean it makes sense but he had the audacity to take it apart to figure out how it works and now I’m down a flying car too.”
Though his smile grew when she said she could handle his mother. “I’m sorry Yara, but mama Taylor is going to eat you alive,” he laughed - leaning against the wall next to his… fallen friend (aka the phone that now sat at the bottom of the trashcan). “Ironic that I can steal Jordan’s phone but you haven’t offered yours at all - scared I’ll go through it and text random celebs?” he teased. Though she wouldn’t be wrong. He would, without a doubt, do that. Actually… he was pretty sure there was a hilarious and very confused message between him (aka Yara) and Jessica Alba. But hey; this was Riker we were talking about. It was in his blood. In his veins. In his pants. Wait… no not in his pants. Huh? Annnyywayyy, he soon left her behind after the end of his impromptu funeral. And then Riker got ready for the fashion show - slightly confused at the outfit the designer had laid out for him before realizing he was supposed to be shirtless. Riker swore; these designs needed Ikea level instructions 99.9999% of the time, but nevertheless; here he was - standing behind the curtain before he got his cue to walk down the runway.
And he did; recalling what he had learned in France when he had decided, out of whim, to model. Mostly just to see what his girlfriend at the time went through during a day when she was busy. Elle… his first love. And first true heartbreak. Hand in his pocket; Riker Taylor embodied the male model runway walk. There weren’t many times Riker was professional; but at a runway for a designer, he felt it was necessary. Messing with his friends was a must, but doing that to someone he didn’t know seemed wrong. At the end of the catwalk; Riker moved the big jacket he was wearing ever so slightly to show off his body to the crowd a little more before walking back towards the back. What he didn’t expect was a certain girl walking towards him. He gave Elo a soft smile; though one filled with confusion. One - he was almost sure that there was another name following him. He would have noticed if the walk list had Elo behind him. Second, she was on the wrong side of the runway - which, as cute as it would be to tease her about it later; he attempted motioning with his eyes towards the other side of the runway though it was clear she wasn’t looking at him.
Though if there was one thing he could say; Elodie could be doing anything and she… would still command the attention of the room. His eyes especially could not leave her. She was… ravishing. Sh!t that was old-timey but she just… she was the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her or help the automatic smile that fell on his features when he saw her. And there she was; almost in front of him. What he didn’t expect was for her to pull his lips down to hers; leaving a gentle kiss on his own before turning away from him. Confusion; that was the only thing that could describe this situation. Happy confusion but confusion nonetheless. Though within a second; Riker grabbed her hand before she could walk away from him and pulled her back towards his body. If Elo wanted to do that; might as well make a show of it. So as he pulled her back towards him; a slight red on her cheek he passionately placed his lips on her own; contrasting her gentle kiss and dipped her body as he did - before pulling away, spinning her around so she was facing the right direction and continuing to walk back down behind the curtains. And there; Riker stood - awaiting the girl who kept proving to have more surprises up her sleeves than he did.
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