The Angel of Death [Kaylor fanfiction]

Chapter 26 - A visitor

Once we are back to New York, I'm living on a suitcase again but I've tried to schedule to spend as much time as possible to be home with Taylor and while I'm on the road she spends time with her parents in Nashville. Our marriage didn't damper my work at all if any, I'm busier than ever.

Much to Taylor's delight, I'm working in New York these days. She's happy as a clam, humming her own tune in front of the stove when I got home from work. I dropped my bag and Momofuku's rainbow cake on the kitchen counter and went over to give her a kiss.

"Honey I'm home and look what I got for dessert." Taylor gasped when she saw the cake.

"Did I tell you I love you today?" She pecked my lips.

"Whatever you are cooking smells really good but I gotta go take a shower before dinner. I changed too many times today, something is irritating my skin." I scratched my arms.

"Hurry babe, don't want your dinner to get cold." One quick peck on her cheek and I went upstairs.

Taylor was putting the cake to the fridge when the phone rang inside my bag, she peeked inside the open bag and saw the caller ID reads Candice Swanepoel, my fellow model pal, also her friend but she did not pick up the call, we agreed on keeping privacy on each other's phones.

Dinner was ready when I came down.

"Babe, you got a call," Taylor told as she's putting the dishes on the dining room table.

"I'll check later, let's have dinner first." Spending time with my wife is the top priority and we both enjoyed the nice meal, her cooking is getting better by the day.

"Tomorrow is all day shooting at the studio with the Angels. How's your day?" I asked while helping her to clean up.

"I went to see Jack and we did some writing, had lunch with Lena. You're off this weekend, right?" Taylor putting the last dish in the dishwasher.

"Yeah, finally they decided to give me some time off. You want to go somewhere?"

"Do you want to go up to Rhode Island? We can go sailing?"

"Sounds good to me" Turning the dishwasher on and we went to the living room to have cake and watch Law & Order.

"Hon, don't forget to check your phone." Taylor reminded me.

"Right." I went back to the kitchen and took Dibbles with me, she was on my lap earlier. Checked the phone, sat on the kitchen stool and call Candice back.

Me: "Hi Candice, sorry to return your call late, I was having dinner with Taylor at home."

Candice: "I love Taylor's cooking. You need to invite me over." Candice with her cute South African accent.

Me: "Of course you are welcome to come anytime, you and Taylor could share recipes" I looked at Taylor's direction and she was looking at me when I mention her name. "So what's going on?"

Candice: "Oh right, after you left, the new photographer and his team changed the location for tomorrow's shoot." She paused. "It's going to be in a strip club, the same club we took you for your bachelorette party."

Me: "WHAT?!" I raised my voice. Dibbles jumped and Taylor turned her head to look at me. I turned my body to face the kitchen thinking Taylor couldn't hear our conversation. I lowered my voice. "You know how upset Taylor was when you girls took me there last time."

Candice: "I know, it's why I'm calling you ahead so you can prepare. You know you can't lie about it, the photos are going to be in magazines. Just tell her, it is work, she'll understand. I just hope the strippers are not all over you like last time, they love you, you know."

Me: "I think I'm going to be dead." We went on to talk more about work before ending the call. When I turned around I saw Taylor stood in front of me, arms folded and had a smirk on her face.

"Hi hon, that...that was Candice." I stuttered.

"And..." She sat next to me on the kitchen stool.

"She wants to come over to cook with you." I swallowed hard. God, I can't lie to her.

"I figured that much and of course she's welcome to come at any time. What's else?" Taylor usually doesn't question about my work in detail but it's obvious I'm trying to hide something from her this time.

"I'm going to work in a strip club tomorrow," I said it out loud and Taylor's eyes were wide opened after.

"Hon, I mean the photo shoot is going to be in a strip club." I clarified it.

"Are the strippers going to be there?" Taylor saw my bachelorette party photos after and wouldn't let me touch her for a week.

"Hon, I don't know. This is work, please don't get upset." I put my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me. "You know I wouldn't do anything bad. Don't you trust me?" I pecked her lips.

"I just don't trust those strippers. They looked like they want to devour you on the spot." Taylor remembered the photos of those topless strippers touching all over her wife.

"They can't help it. Your wife is so tall and handsome as hell." I used one of her song's line and she finally had a smile on her face.

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The next morning, "Hon, don't look so sad, I promise I'll call every hour." Taylor held around my waist like a koala bear.

"Don't make empty promises." Taylor knew how difficult to make calls once work gets started.

"I will be a good girl, no touching okay?" Finally, she let go and I kissed her before going to work.

Taylor went back to the living room but there's a knock on the door. she thought Karlie probably forgot something.

"Babe, what did you forget?" She opened the door and gasped.

"Hello Taylor Swift, we're meeting again."

"What are you doing in here Toni?"

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A/N - I'm bringing Toni back from a reader's request. You'll find out how evil she is in the next chapter...