Forever

Chapter 4. Behind The Smiles

Taylor's POV:

We ate dinner and he kept eyeing me up and down. He didn't have the slightest clue about what I had planned for him.

The only thing I was absolutely sure of was that he wasn't going to say no this time. Not a chance.

I had shaved and moisturized in all the right places and my skin was smooth as butter. And honestly it has been so fucking long since we had sex that I'll make love with a tree at this point. Surely he feels the same way too cause he's human as well.

"Did the shoot go well?" I asked as we ate our food.

"Yep, you've asked this for the third time now. It went well." Joe said looking at me with a curious gaze.

I nodded my head and pretended to act cool as I mentally cursed myself for not having anything else to talk about.

"What have you been up to?" He asked putting a fork full of food in his mouth.

My eyes widened, "Nothing much. Just the usual stuff..." I slowly chewed on a slice of cucumber.

"Hmm..." He blinked, "Doesn't seem so..." He murmured slowly.

I looked up at him, "Why not?"

He placed his fork down, "You have that look on your face. I recognize that look very well Taylor. We've been together for years now." He made a point.

"Hmm... maybe." I shrugged. "How's food?" I asked to change the subject.

"It's delicious." He looked down at his plate. Meredith climbed on Joe's lap and peaked her head up to smell the food on the table. "She approves as well." He added making me chuckle.

I got up to grab some cat treats and placed them onto one side of the table so she could munch on them.

Joe scratched her head and looked around for the others. "Where are Benji and Dibbles?"

I took a sip of wine. "They're probably up in the bedroom having another marshmallow war."

Joe giggled, "They can't be left alone in a room."

We finished our meal and I placed the dishes in the sink as Joe cleared the table.

"Why don't you go freshen up?" I suggested not meeting his gaze.

Joe nodded, "Yep," and went upstairs after putting his shoes and jacket in the right place.

I cleaned up the dishes quickly then went upstairs in the bedroom. I could hear him taking a shower.

I finally put my plan into action. I took his T-shirt and shorts off and readjusted my seducing clothes. Yes, that's what I called them inside my head.

I straightened up the bed which the cats had messed up in their fight and laid down. Then I changed my mind and decided to go stand in front of the full length mirror in the closet instead. He was probably going to come in here to grab clothes.

I looked at my cream colored body and ran my hands over my arms. I was wearing the black lingerie that lifted my breasts like blossoming flowers. It was netted and reached down just enough to cover my hips. My hair fell wildly around my shoulders and my red lipstick was smudged because of the kisses. My cheeks were heated and glowing showcasing my burning desire for him. I hoped I looked appealing enough to him because he has seen me millions of times before.

I was overthinking everything like a 17 year old school girl. Just before I could lose my mind further, I heard him turn the shower off.

My heart picked up it's pace immediately.
Then I heard him switch off the bathroom light. My throat turned completely dry. He entered the bedroom and I saw him rub his hair with a towel.  He was already wearing a T-shirt and shorts. He must have took the clothes in the bathroom with him beforehand.