Taylor's POV
"I want you so much" he whispers pulling away from our kiss.
"I won't tell a soul" Jay whispers in my ear as I catch my breath. He unlocks the bathroom door watching me the entire time. I follow him out into the hall as he grasps my hand and pulls me along. Guiding me and stroking my wrist. I flinch and he stares down at me pausing.
"What happened to your wrists" he stops me facing me in the hall. I look up at the dark maroon walls and smile at him.
"He didn't hit me" I laugh as he inspects my hands.
"It was during sex" I tell him and he nods pushing his hair back. Gilbert Scott holds onto my hand as we walk downstairs together, he makes sure to keep me steady on the stairs as I nearly fall twice. I laugh and he chuckles holding onto me each time.
"Can't take you anywhere baby" he says.
"Shhh" I say to him and he laughs.
"Hey, Taylor right?" A male voice utters from my left. Jay instantly moves between the two of us, in an act of protection which shocks me more than his kiss. He's instant and impulsive.
"Hey" I say tentatively as the brunette boy from psych class watches Jay.
"Sorry I'm unaware of your name, I know we're in psychology together though" I tell him softly as he watches my lips and then my eyes. His eyes are blue, contrasting with his warm brown hair.
"Joseph, Joseph Quinn" he replies formally and I almost imagine him shaking my hand. I smile over at him and he blushes wearing a dark brown jumper and chinos.
"It's nice to finally speak to you" he says and I nod at him.
"If you ever need any help or a study buddy, I'm your guy" Joseph eyes me a broad grin on his face.
"She's already got one thanks, Joe" Jay replies and I shove him laughing.
"Taylor you cannot just collect boyfriends" he smirks at me as I say goodbye to my new friend. He snickers and I attempt to leave without turning bright crimson.
"Just so you know I'd happily be your boyfriend" Joseph says rather forwardly and I turn scarlet as Jay ushers me along.
"Seriously" he snickers as I look up at him and smirk holding onto his forearm.
"You have guys queuing up" he laughs as I stumble again. Jay catches me and picks me up. Holding me across his chest as he carries me down the winding stairs.
"It's better than catching you every two seconds" he laughs hugging me into his chest. Once we reach the foyer downstairs I look out at the flurrying snow and shiver in his arms.
"Are you cold" he asks me grabbing his Armani blazer from the peg and placing it over my shoulders again. Hooking my arm around his neck he holds me and carries me all the way through to the bar. Feeling listless and ready to sleep, which is unusual for me seen as I'm usually the life of the party I rest into his chest trying to keep my eyes open.
"Taylor" he says and I can hear the deep rumble in his chest it rouses me and I try to keep my eye on him.
"Jay I feel woozy like sleeping for the rest of my days woozy" I tell him and he stares at me alarmed.
"Taylor" he repeats concern shadowing his face. I close my eyes. Smelling his bare chest and absolutely going to metaphorical heaven.
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Choose Me- the second novel
Romance"I know you, I accept who you are. I will not change you. You're excellent the way you are. I don't just see the perfect side, I can see your darker side and I love it. I love all of it...I want it all and I won't pretend it's not there" Taylor fin...