| The elevator doors opened and we walked quickly to Taylor's suite. I watched as he threw a few things in a small bag and packed the rest of his things and set them by the door. i knew that meant he was getting ready for his trip home and away from me. I had to look away a moment. When I looked back at him, he was staring at me with concern. "Jessie, what's the matter?" he asked. I just shook my head and swallowed hard. "Not now Tay, please.." I whispered. He was instantly at my side, putting an arm around my shoulder. He took my face in both hands, "Jessie..it will be alright..it wiil..I will find a way to be with you as much as I can... I promise" he said. "Tay...I know... ok..i just know that I will miss you and I don't want to ruin the rest of this day..." I pleaded. "Okay, baby.." he sighed. "I think I have everything, let's go." We were headed out the door of the suite when we ran into the others. "You're still here?" Zac asked and shook his head. "You guys must have run into trouble with the elevator too, then." Lacey suggested. "It took us forever to get one to come up here, Zac's hungry again." She rolled her eyes. I covered my mouth to stifle a giggle as I looked knowingly at Taylor. He just smiled at Lacey and said, "Yeah..trouble with the elevators.." and returned my glance. Ike was already on the phone ordering food. But Zac did not miss the exchange between Tay and me, "OH my god you guys...just go already..jeez!" he exclaimed completely exasperated. Tay and I laughed and said our goodbyes. |
| We got to my car and I popped the trunk. Taylor tossed his bag in and held my door for me. I got in and started it as he slipped into the seat next to me. I turned to look at Taylor. "Umm... Tay...I hate to say it, but..." I started. He laughed out loud and said, "I know... you're hungry." "Well," I began indignantly, "someone has been keeping me quite busy this weekend, I need to keep my strength up!" Then I laughed. "I'm sorry...I can't help it, babe. When I am this close to a competition I need to eat every three hours. Beside that, I have nothing to fix for breakfast either. We can just grab something and I'll cook ok?" I asked. He agreed, so we made a quick side trip to the grocery store. I hurriedly grabbed what I would need off the shelves and went to the checkout. I started to take out my checkbook, but Taylor insisted on paying for the groceries. He's such a sweet man, I thought to myself and let him do it, not wanting to call attention to us, but knowing he would resist loudly. We put our bags in the trunk and headed to my place. He helped me get the groceries up the stairs and went back down for his bag while I emptied the contents of the bags onto what little counterspace I had. I began putting things away and started to cook our meal, while Taylor stood in the kitchen, watching me and keeping me company. I had the meal ready in about 20 minutes and we talked about everything and nothing while we ate. "That was really good, Jessie." he said with a smile. "I'm glad you can cook, I get tired of eating in restaurants all the time." I smiled my thanks and got up to take care of the dishes. He quickly got up to help me and we got the job done in no time. We went into my living room and Taylor put the stereo on. I was seated on the couch, content to watch him make himself at home in my apartment. I could get used to this in a hurry, I thought. Then I breated myself, "are you nuts, Jessie?" I thought to myself, "with the lives you both lead, NOTHING will ever be normal for you.." But to have him...it would be worth it. I couldn't just go back now, he was ingrained in my heart and soul. It amazed and dumbfounded me to think that he could become so much a part of me in so little time. But I knew it. Taylor's hand on my shoulder startled me back into the moment. I turned to look at him. "What are you thinking, Jess? You were scowling... " he asked. "Oh, I was just thinking about things that I don't want to, I'm sorry. I don't wanna wreck the little bit of time we have left." I said and looked down at my feet. "Jessie, look at me." he said forcefully. My head shot up and I thought my heart would explode at the look in his eyes. He was staring intently into my own eyes and I couldn't tear my gaze away from his. |
| "Listen to me." he said just as forcefully and put his hands on either side of my face making sure I could not look away from him. "I do not intend to leave here and not see you again. I couldn't do that, not to you Jess. I will do everything I can to make sure I spend every minute I can with you and you have to promise to keep your phone turned on so I can call you." he smiled at me and I gave him a shaky grin. My body was trembling at the intensity of his expression as he was telling me what i had so desperately waned to hear from him, yet afraid to hear those words at the same time. "I am not about to let you get away from me, Zac may have been drunk, but he was right. I intend to hold on to you." He pulled me into his embrace and squeezed me tight. Suddenly he jumped up and went to my desk. He grabbed the pad of paper I kept there and began writing fast and furiously. He tore it off and stuck it on the little bulletin board I kept above the desk. "There," he said, "is every phone number I can think of so you can get in touch with me anytime you want. I expect you to use them , Jess." then he strode back over to me and pulled a little yellow piece of paper out of his pocket. It was the post it note with my phone number on it that I had given him at the radio station. That seemed a lot longer than 2 days ago. He sat down and picked up his cell phone, he opened it and began pushing buttons. "Now," he stated, "you are programmed into this thing and believe me I WILL use it." He reached out and grabbed my hand. "I was totally serious last night, Jess. I am falling hard for you and I can't stand the thought of getting on that plane and leaving you here. We will work it out. Okay?" he was still looking into my soul with his breathtakingly beautiful blue eyes. And I was totally speechless. |
| I was still staring at him in a kind of shocked trance. "Jessie, answer me.." he said. I shook my head and opened my mouth to say something but nothing would come out. Tears were pouring down my face as he moved closer to me. He cupped my face in his hands again and brushed tears away with his thumbs, "Jessie, don't cry.." he begged. "It will all be ok, I promise." He put his arms around me and I looked into his eyes, everything I felt was being reflected back to me in them. I pushed his hair back from his face and finally regained enough of my composure to speak. "Taylor Hanson, I believe that I am falling hard and fast for you too. And I am scared. But I believe you. And I will do everything you just asked of me. I promise." I kissed him and ran my hands through his hair wanting to show him just how much I meant to keep the promise I just made to him. "Don't be scared, baby," he whispered in my ear, " I don't want to hurt you, just love you... Jessie...let me." I groaned with my emotions in turmoil and let myself be swept away with his fiery kisses. He broke our embrace and lifted me from the couch. He carried me into the bedroom, flipped on the lightswitch and set me on the bed. He took his tshirt off over his head and threw it on the chair next to the bed. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and undid his jeans and threw them with the rest of his things on the chair. He was standing in front of me wearing nothing but his boxers. I let out the breath I was holding and slowly stood up. I pulled my tshirt up over my head and off and undid my shorts and let them fall to the floor. He came to me and held me close for a moment. "I want to make love to you, Jessie...right now..." he said in a low voice and ran his hands along my waist and up to my chest. I was holding my breath again as our eyes locked and he reached for the hook on the front of my bra. He rested his forehead on mine and watched his own hands unhook it. He pushed it back over my shoulders and let it slip off my arms to the floor. His fingers lightly went to my already hard nipples and I could feel his breath on my face. He whispered again, "tell me Jessie..." with desire dripping heavily from his voice. "tell me you want me to make love to you. I want to hear you say it..." and kissed me on the neck. I was already feeling warm and weak at the knees and his request almost broughT me to my knees. I was trembling and finding it hard to even breathe let alone speak. "Taylor....I want you to make love to me...please make love to me..." I whispered back and he groaned out loud and dragged me down on the bed with him. |