Choose Me- the second novel

Chapter 101 - one last show

Taylor's POV

"Matthew" I whisper in the morning reaching out for him in bed and feeling his skin under my touch. Relief washes over me when I realise he is still here, next to me.

"Baby" he whispers softly and I open my eyes to the light streaming into the room, his tan skin which I'm exploring with my hands. His chest and his abs, my hands just gliding over him whilst he's still half asleep.
We agreed on no alcohol, for a week or so we have both succeeded in being sober together. Matthew has been somewhat less busy with his exhibition complete and I have begun to sort through my feelings. With no drunken nights and hungover mornings I've come to terms with the loss of our babies and although thoughts of them will never ever be fully erased from my mind, I have started to heal. Piecing myself back together slowly.

"Oh Taylor" he sighs as my alarm goes off, a small grin falls over his face as he opens his eyes and I turn the beeping off.

"We can be late" I whisper to him.

"We can huh?" He smirks and I giggle as he wraps his arms around me. Before kissing me he watches my face and sighs dramatically.

"What did I ever do to deserve a woman that is both as beautiful as you and as patient as a saint" he smirks and I laugh.

"I'm just putting it out there, you're beautiful too" I smile and he giggles before kissing me fully.

"Thank you" he whispers between kisses.

"For not giving up on me" he whispers climbing on top of me and resting his strong arms between either side of my head. His lips find every little piece of my skin and kiss it, and I sigh his name before he pushes into me for the first time in months.

"I missed you" I gasp as he thrusts into me.

"I love you entirely" he whispers hoarsely his hands grabbing onto my hips. Our reunion is intense and I savour every moment of him before we have to get up and shower together for university.

As it is the final week before Christmas break, lectures are winding down and the snow has picked up again. This evening is the dance show and I couldn't be more ready to be the black swan for the evening.

"Taylor, we'll be there tonight" Rhea announces as we all lounge around in the refectory, Rachel seated next to me showing me hair ideas for her final project. Rhea comes to sit on my other side and Matthew looks up at me briefly smiling before talking to Ross.

"I can't wait I'll be imagining you lot naked when I'm nervous" I laugh and Jay scoffs slightly.

"You, I won't find hard to imagine at all" I sigh looking at Matthew briefly. Matthew has grown up immensely since our miscarriage. There's been a shift in our relationship, the youth we shared has been replaced by something more serious. He adores me entirely, I can tell that much still.

"You'll be just darn perfect" Rhea smiles, and as I look up I catch Jay staring at me. Before I can look away he smiles briefly and I smirk back at him.

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Kim, Matthew's sister agreed to assist me with my hair and makeup for the show. As I brush out the long waves in my hair waiting for her in the dance studio I work through the movements in my head visualising every extension and deciding I will indeed be perfect this evening.

She makes an entrance, of course, dragging a small suitcase behind her with what I assume to be hair tools and makeup brushes. Her short pixie hair looks stylish as she pulls off a long trench coat and smiles. I fling my arms around her and she looks at me just briefly with consolation, yet it's not awkward. Kim had known about the pregnancy and consequently the miscarriage, however tactfully she does not mention it to me now.