"Of course you can come and spend a while here! Just tell us when you two land, we'll pick you up. Bye!" Taylor happily ended the call and reminisced about all the things she wanted to do when they got here. Joe would be home in an hour or two so she had time to plan some things. She started by making reservations in one of her favorite restaurants in Rhode Island. After busying herself for a mere hour Joe unlocks the door and sits his keys on the granted countertop. Taylor turns her head away from her phone and looks behind her when she feels her husband's hands on her shoulders. She flashes him a smile right before their lips lock for a few brief seconds. "How was your day?" The singer wonders out loud. She pats the seat next to her on the couch, wanting him to sit with her. "Eventful." He gives her a goofy smile then pulls her legs over his. "How so?" She quizzes back. "Well, for starters, we finished everything earlier than expected." Taylor gasps, "Really??" Joe nods, squeezing her hand tightly while he watches her excitement bubbled within her. "Oh my God! No more traveling every other week! Ahh! I love you!" She throws her arms around his neck and readjusts her legs underneath her. "I love you too, love." The singer lifted her head to look at her husband. "I have a surprise for you." She murmured right next to his lips. He furrowed his brows and looked down at her then wiggled his eyebrows. Her mouth made an O shape as she realized what he was assuming. "Love! That's not what I'm talking about!" The blush on her cheeks was very prominent and visible. He chuckles and kisses her cheek. "Oops." The playful shrug of his shoulders made the girl laugh like a little kid and admire his jokes. "Do you want to know the actual surprise? God, you're so horny." She rolled her eyes as she laughed once again. "Don't even say I'm the horny one, miss I need you to facetime fuck me." Taylor buried her face into the actor's chest in embarrassment...it had just been too long without him and she needed some extra help. "Shut up" was muffled in his shirt as her head remains tucked into her husband's chest. "I'm waiting to hear the surprise..." Joe sarcastically tapped his watch on his wrist and Taylor looked up at him giggling. "Your brother and his girlfriend are coming to stay with us for a bit so we have to pick them up tonight. So that means we have some free time before we have responsibilities..." Her small hands landed on his cheek and chest smiling at him innocently. That's what she did to people, makes them think she's this kind, the sweet girl then you leave her alone with her man...
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"As much as I would love to lay like this all day, Pat will be landing in three hours and we have to clean up the guest room." Joe huffed and held Taylor's body tighter while she played with his hair for a few moments. "Okay, seriously, we need to get in the shower and dressed then start cleaning." There was no more complaining about the work an average adult must do. The pair rearranged a few precise of furniture and put fresh bed sheets on the king-sized bed. Taylor put her hands on her hips and looked at the younger blonde. "We did good, love." Joe nodded, agreeing. "Now what?" "Good question." Her eyes scanned the room to make sure there wasn't anything left behind that was supposed to be gone and there wasn't. "I mean..." She glanced at her phone screen then shoved it back I'm her back pocket, it was getting close to dinner time. "We can make a pizza or something easy. We have to wake up at five in the morning so we need to head to bed soon after we eat."
"I agree, let's get started." A small smile played on both of their lips as Joe led them down the stairs with his hand on the small of his wife's back. Her love language is no doubt, physical touch, and Joe expresses that so well with her. Simply walking down the stairs together, hip to hip, hands-on backs. He was perfect for her. Once they descended from the staircase Taylor naturally reached for his hand and clasped it firmly as they approached the huge kitchen. "I'll get the stuff we need to make up the dough and you grab the things we want to add on top." The oldest blonde agreed and headed towards the refrigerator to grab tomato sauce, shredded cheese, mushrooms, and spinach. Joe already had some of the ingredients for the dough in a bowl and was using the mixer to get the consistency he wanted. Seeing that the base of the pizza was done, Taylor quickly opened a cabinet to get the pan they usually use to make pizzas. "Here" Joe smiled thankfully at her and kissed her head before turning back to spread the dough out into an even circle. They took turns adding the toppings until the oven was preheated. Taylor wiped her hands off with a cloth and handed it to Joe. He set it down on the counter and brought her into a hug. "I love you." It was muffled due to his face buried in her neck. She softly giggled, "I know, I love you too." Her head lifted to look at her husband. Their lips connected, and again, then again.
"I think wine sounds good." Joe laughed out loud and took her hand, kissing it then walking into the wine cellar with her trailing behind him. "Of course you want wine. I swear you love it more than me sometimes babe." Taylor scoffed, "I do not." "I beg to differ." She just rolls her eyes and drags him along. "This should be enough." They each held one bottle of wine as they walked back into the living room. Taylor left to grab glasses and left Joe to grab a few blankets. A smile played on her lips as she saw her love scrolling through Netflix trying to find a film to watch, as the British call it. "You started the oven right?" The oldest nodded and kept her eyes on the show options. "What about that." Joe stopped his scrolling and went back to the show he thought Taylor had pointed out. "Brighton?" She nodded. "Yeah, that." "Okay, let's see what the description is." He clicked on the information and read "The eight close-knit siblings of the Bridgerton family look for love and happiness in London high society. Inspired by Julia Quinn's bestselling novels." Taylor nodded at that and scanned her eyes over all of the info before deciding she wanted to watch it. "Uh...it's rated mature. Are you okay with that?" She saw Joe scan over the rating and just shrug. They were both adults after all right? "Sure, let's watch it while the pizza is cooking then head to bed because these episodes are an hour long." Taylor ended up snuggling in Joe's lap while he played with her hair then pressed play. The intro was so beautiful it looked fake, but within the first three minutes of the first episode, there was a couple fucking up against a tree in plain daylight. Taylor's mouth hung open as she watched the short scene then she heard Joe start to crack up after it was over. "Oh my God, what did we just watch?!" Joe was still laughing and playing with strands of her golden hair and sighed. "It did warn us." Taylor scoffed and rolled her eyes then focused back on the plot. Halfway through the first episode, the oven dinged. "Pizza's done." "No shit." Joe gasped, putting his hand on his chest, acting affected by her comment. The television was left on pause and they both stood up to go get the pizza. "So that was interesting...I'm almost positive how this is going to end but I say we continue to watch it this week." Joe agreed, the show was indeed not like anything he had watched before and had a great potential in his eyes. "Now that we have watched an entire hour of just one episode and we are now full, we need to head to bed baby." As if it was on cue, Taylor yawned in response. She smiled in the irony and threw the blanket off of her legs to get up and stretch. They end up curled up against each other, radiating heat from their bodies. After what seems like hours on Taylor laying on her side, her back to Joe, she groggily turns her head to see what she suspected. He was staring at her. "Love, you need to stop watching me and sleep. We have to wake up early." "You just look too pretty when you sleep, it's hard." The excuse was pathetic but he tried. "I'm sure I do but when you're grumpy in the morning I won't be happy." He could see her eyebrows move upwards indicating that she was serious. His lips found hers in the dark and gave her a peck. "Okay, night." He turned on his side and soon fell asleep while Taylor now had a hard time falling back into a slumber. She tossed and turned for an entire hour before she got up and sat down at the piano. It was 2 AM but she seemed to always be awake at this time so it wasn't a big deal. Random tunes flowed from her hands dancing on the black and white keys. She looked up from her hands to look around at all of the pictures in her living room. So many memories were hung on the wall and so many were being made within the same walls every single day. A smile crept on her face as she registered that she was playing long live. After a half an hour of playing non sense she heads back to bed knowing she will need any sleep she can.
