Laughing Like A Little Kid

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Because he was outside her house with Harry next to him. So, when Harry left the house, Joe got out of the car and told him to keep the door open so than he can enter it. That's what exactly happened.

Harry greeted Joe, and let him enter her house. He closed the door behind him and on the toes of his feet, he approached her room. He looked into her room and there she was. Laying in her bed on the right side into the dark room. He got closer and gave her back a soft touch with his fingers. He lied next to her and wrapped his hand around her. Taylor knew who it was. She knew his touch. He pulled her body closed to his, and whispered in her ear
Never ask sorry again. I'm the one who has to ask sorry for not controlling myself. I love you more than everything else in my life and you're the one who won't ever hurt me. He said and kissed her cheek and then her neck. He sent shivers down her spine, everywhere, her whole body.

She takes a deep breath and changes position to face him. Her gaze meets his gaze. Blue on blue locked together. She places her hand gently to his jawline and leans closer and kisses him. He smiles in the kiss and then pulls back and caresses her cheek

"Did you drink whiskey?" he asked her still with that smile on his lips

"How do you know that?" she raised one of her eyebrows

"It's my favorite drink and it's on your lips" he said and she blushes like a teenager. He takes the chance and kisses her again. Then, she wraps her hands around him and cuddle close to him.

1 week later

It's Friday night, and so their romantic dinner at Taylor's house after an exhausting day. The plates are empty and in the air there's a smell of red wine. Candles, light the room, and slow music plays on the back. They dance, body to body in a slow pace with their gaze, never leaving each other's. There's love in the atmosphere which they can't ignore. They don't need to talk. Their eyes say everything. Their touch says a lot. Joe holds her tightly from the waist and leans, throwing her back behind. She smiles, and then he pulls her softly with his hands again close to his body.

The whole night, they were giggling whispering, and talking about different things, like James, stories about how their childhood used to be, poems, love, and even future. They are both afraid of it, but they are willing to explore it together.

After their sweet dance, they sat on the couch and took their shoes off. Then, Taylor wrapped her hand around Joe's waist and entangled their fingers with the other one. It's so special having someone that feels the same way you feel about them. They want to discover each other and know every little detail.

Taylor, tries to avert Joe's eyes as she knows that if she focus on them, she will forget everything. But Joe is trying to meet her gaze and he won't give up. She, places her forehead on his chest and listens to his heart beats fast. She smiles hearing that sound and closes her eyes. Joe looks at her immediately, and giggles. He places a kiss on her temple and she laughs playfully.

"Why madam Taylor aren't you looking at me? Hm?" he says teasing her

"You're so warm and I'm exactly the opposite." she trumbled because of the cold.

"It's March. The weather is better than fine" Joe said

"Only for you Mr I can warm you in less than a minute man" she giggled

"Well...I'd love to be your blanket for today." he smiled and she immediately looked straight into his eyes

"Really?" she smirked a little as she thought of something dirty

"Yes babe" he kissed her temple again

"Then, I want to pull you, my little blanket, all over my body and let you warm me" she giggled and smirked in the same time.

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