| "Oh." Tay's jaw was set angrily. He wished now that he'd let Zac, or had done more damage to the scumbag himself, and wondered what the hell else he could have on Emma that would make her afraid to go all out with her talents. "I have to say I don't blame her either, Tay. Danny's slime. And if he sees her in a position that he could weasel money out of her he will do it. Especially since she wrecked his so called manhood." Jen giggled. "Or he may just want to ruin her life. He's jealous of Zac, and YOU, beyond belief." "Hmm...I guess I can see why she'd be nervous then. But you don't have any reason to be. Let me call Jack for you." he asked and scooted closer. "Then you'd have more time for Hannah..you could take her with you. And you'd have more time for me.." he said softly and ran his finger through her hair, down the side of her cheek, then tucked the lock behind her ear. "You want me to make more time for you?" she asked, hands trembling. "Yes, Jen. God...you can't see that?" he asked, his voice rough. "When you send me home at night I lay awake, thinking about you. Wishing I could be there when Hannah's up in the night, so I could help out and watch you sleep. So I could hold you, like you're always doing for Hannah. You take such good care of her, Jen. Let me take care of you. Let me LOVE you." he said and kissed her hand. "Because I'm sure I do. I love YOU, Jen." he said again and squeezed her hand. Jen's hands trembled harder as she tried to set down her drink. Tay took it from her and set it down for her, then looked into her light brown eyes. "Jen?" he called softly as she swallowed hard. "Tay.." she whispered, "are you sure? You're sure it's me?" she asked. "Yes, Jenny. YOU." he said. "I waited to be sure that YOU'D know. All of that..what happened before..was so bad, Jen. But you were right. And before I knew what was happening, my mind was always on you, or Hannah. I love you both." he told her. "Tay..." she whispered again and he took her in his arms. "Jen...I'm..." he began. "Don't do it Taylor. Don't you dare apologize for saying you love me. Not if you really meant it," she said into his chest. her hands tightened on his back and she pressed her cheek into his body. "Because I love you, too. I just don't want to get hurt.." she said. "Not again." "Jen?" Taylor's heart pounded wildly in his chest. He could have sworn he just heard her tell him she loved him. Jen looked back up at him. "Yes, Tay. I love you, too. I love how you're always here for me, how you treat Hannah. I know you love her, but I don't want you to hurt me, Tay. Because the way you'd hurt me would take Emma too." she told him. "To lose both of you would be more than I could handle." she whispered her throat quickly closing up. "At least when Hannah's chicken ass biological father left, I had Emma." "Oh god. Jenny. Look at me." he said, forcefully. "There are still days, that I am amazed at Emma's beauty, and her talent when I get the chance to watch a video shoot. But I believe when I am looking at her, I am looking at my soon to be sister in law..they just haven't figured it out yet. But you...you amaze me in so many ways. You are such a good mom, and you still have a great sense of humor even though you basically are raising her alone. And yet you still find time to let me hang around here and make a slobbering idiot of myself. I DO love you, Jen. I can't imagine a day going by that I don't at least get to talk to you, and I've been dying to touch you for months." the last came out raspy, and low in his throat. "Say it again, Jenny." he said, cupping her cheek in his large warm hand. "Tell me again and let me love you back." "I love you, Tay." she said softly, and threw her arms around his neck |
Taylor held her close and took a deep breath, letting himself get lost in the sweet smell of her. The pulled slightly away and Taylor's eyes bored into hers. He took her face in his hand and licked his lips slighly, in anticipation. He'd kissed her before, but not like this. She'd never let her guard completely down, as she was doing now. She'd never let him all the way in, never let him see everything she was feeling. It was like a curtain was pulled back, or a wall was broken down and he saw how much she did love him, and how hard it must have been for her to wait until she could be sure that he was over Emma. "Jen..." he murmured her name as he lowered his lips to hers. Electricity shot through both of them as their lips met, and Jen's hand tangled in that silky golden hair she'd longed to touch for months. Taylor reveled in her sweetness, the softness of her lips, the gentle feel of her hands raking through his hair and over his scalp. She pressed herself closer to him as he cupped the back of her head in his hand, and parted her lips with his tongue. She opened to him and he groaned softly, desire building quickly in them both after holding back for so long. Their kisses grew more demanding and their hands moved over each other needing to memorize every inch. "Tay.." Jen breathed as he moved his mouth to her neck and reached for the buttons on her shirt. He suddenly removed his mouth from her body, sending a chill of withdrawl through her. She looked questioningly at him. He only smiled softly and helped her to her feet. He took her hand and tugged her gently into the bedroom, switching on the tiny light next to her bed. She sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes never leaving his as he knelt in front of her and kissed her fingertips. He moved closer to her, positioning himself between her knees. He pulled her head toward his gently and kissed her deeply as he began to undo the buttons on her blouse. She rested her forehead on his and watched as his fingers fumbled slightly with the buttons, then sucked in her breath as he slid the shirt back and over her shoulders, helping her shrug out of it. He slipped his hands over her bare shoulders and traced the outline of the cups of her bra. She shivered and slipped her hands inside his shirt as she undid each of his buttons. His eyes closed and he licked his lips again as her small, soft hands smoothed over his chest and down his ribcage, to his waist. He shrugged out fo his shirt, letting it dop to the floor behind him and groaned as her hand slipped over his now bare back and shoulders. He kissed her again, deeply, letting his tongue probe her mouth and stroke her tongue as he slipped his hands around to her back to unfasten her bra. She adjusted to help him remove it, then gasped slightly as his hands slowly caressed her bare breasts. Both were breathing heavily now and Jen moaned softly as his fingertips grazed her pink, upturned nipples, then cupped her full breasts, kneading them as he continued to kiss her. He leaned her back on the bed and took one nipple into his warm mouth and Jen couldn't keep from crying out. Her body was on fire and his hands seemed to be everywhere as he lay on top of her, pushing his knee between her thighs and against her moistening womanhood. He lapped and sucked hungrily on her nipples, squeezing her breasts and rolling whatever nipple wasn't in his mouth between his fingertips as she ground her sex against his thigh. She could feel the signifigant bulge in his jeans as he pressed it against her thigh and wanted desperately to touch him, make him feel good as he was making her feel. She reached for the button on his pants and yanked it open, then slowly slid the zipper down. |