Long Story Short - TAYLOR SWIFT (BOOK 2)

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Ardheene could feel Taylor's tense Against her body, they are pressed together from chest up. It bounds to happen to feel Taylor's clenching her jaws and tense muscles beneath her thin t-shirt.

She hums, "you haven't told your mum?" Ardheene asks softly, she rub Taylor's back as consulation of her being present with the blonde. That she wasn't alone. And they are in this together.

No matter of the predicament the future holds against them.

"I have tell you something mom, can you pack your bags and get on the jet Or drove here?"

The regulations of transportation has been shifting and lifting to uncertainty each day the virus strikes and causing massive casualties and people upset about the law. the rich stay rich and have resources when the poor struggle to make ends meet since a lot of people being unemployed these days.

It ended up Andrea drove with Austin. Since it was safer than having stranger on the plane with them. After whole day driving to Taylor's house, Ardheene greet Andrea with a hug and received kiss on her cheek.

"How are you, Mrs. Swift?" Andrea has her hands on Ardheene's upper arms, giving the young woman long squeeze while the older blonde take in Ardheene's appearance.

The last time they had seen each other was on Taylor's birthday last year. It was a fun time of get together Andrea and Ardheene made of Taylor's friends and family.

"Nonsense. Stop calling me that, Ardheene. And i'm fine. Where is she?" The mother asks, moving from the door to let her son get in also. After much of complain of needing using the bathroom.

Ardheene smirked teasingly at the jumping man holding his crotch, "make yourself at home, Austin. You knew where the loo is," Ardheene said and leaving the man by the door and following the mother. Almost make the younger man slam his nose to the wooden door. He hissed, grumbled all the way to the guest's bathroom down the hall.

"She was on the back, filming something." Ardheene said with her hand small on Andrea's back, leading the older woman to her daughter after waving at the both publicist nursing their breakfast to appear busy from eavesdropping their conversation.

Typicall of the publicists, since they feel awkward to announce the rivalry turned to lover under the sheets. Pretty awkward for Andrea also.

The blonde has her hair untamed, frizzly bangs on her forehead and the hair pulled to one side of the shoulder, sporting white button up Ardheene knew too well belong to the younger woman's. With wine glass filled with apple cider, talking to the camera.

"Alison," Ardheene cleared her throat, Taylor jump at the sudden voice before let out an irritated huff with a hand instinctively on her stomach, like she was afraid the baby would be startled.

"Fucking scared me, Faith," she scoffs, rub her stomach one time then get up to welcome her mother.

The movement didn't go unnoticed as Andrea walk closer to the blonde and kiss the top of Taylor's head. The pleasantries were changes after Taylor scoot a little bit to gestured her mother to take a seat beside her. as Ardheene remaining standing with her arms crossed in front of her chest, smilling at the interaction of the two generations.

Taylor always back on her root everytime her mother was around. Unbreakable bond between them. Ardheene admired and also envied Taylor.

"What do you wanna talk about Taylor? Is it about you guys?" The woman ask, jump her eyes between the daughter sitting on her left, and the raven haired girl standing on Andrea's right.

Ardheene shrugs when Andrea's eyes fall to her, she gestured to the ex fiancee, "it's up to her, really, Mrs. Swift." She said.

Taylor look up and in time catch Ardheene's glance, the blonde gulped and turn her head to the mother, "are you sure you didn't want to rest first?"