tw: smut 😅
taylor pov:
Travis and I have had this date planned for over a week. It has to be perfect. I thought as I applied the finishing touches to my simple but glamorous makeup look. I must admit, I look good. Like, really good.
I see my phone light up on the bathroom counter as I pack up my mascara and, just as expected, it's Travis.
Travis Kelce: Hey! Are we still doing dinner tonight? I understand if you're too tired, I know you've been working all day.
If only he knew i'd spend the last hour getting ready for this date...
I start typing
"Yes!! So excited ;)"
Travis Kelce: Ok! See you in 15 ❤️
Heart emoji? What the fuck? Did he forget we've only been on three dates?
I brush off his sweet but much too soon message and hurry through getting my hair ready. I'm leaving it natural today since one of Travis' friends may have let it slip to me that he really likes it that way.
I'm finishing up my look when the doorbell rings. He's here. Well, I guess I have to be done getting ready now.
I make my way over to the door and open it, ever so slowly.
"Hey! I brought you a little something. Hope you like it!"
Oh my god. He brought me flowers. And chocolates. The ones I told him I loved during our first date.
"Oh wow! You remembered! These are amazing. And the flowers are so pretty! Thank you so much! Let me go put them in a vase and then i'll be out and we can go eat."
As I back away from the door, I can't help but steal a quick look at his outfit. God, he looks hot in a suit.
Once the flowers and chocolates are safely put away, I walk back outside and lock my front door before Travis walks me to his car. I reach for the door handle, but he grabs it first. Is a man about to open a door for me? Damn, maybe good men do still exist.
We hurry through out dinner date, making small talk about how our days were and what we were eating. He took me to one of his favorite restaurants this time, I figured it was only fair since I picked the spot for the last two dates.
He insists on paying for our food, even after bickering with me about it for quite some time.
The car ride back to my house is nice, but it's a little different than the last date. Weirdly, I feel closer to him. And I think he feels it too.
When we stop at a red light, I immediately feel his eyes on me and turn to look back at him.
"You look beautiful tonight, Taylor."
"Thank you, you do too, or handsome? I don't know, whatever people say for guys. Either way, you look very good."
He chuckles and I can tell he wants to say something more but the light turns green and he switches his foot from the brake to the gas.
When we finally get back to my house, we stay in the car for a moment, just taking in the sight of each other.
"Do you.. want to come in? We could, like, watch a movie or something. It's only 8:30."
"I don't know, Taylor. You have to work tomorrow. I don't want to be a bother."
"What? No, it's fine. Come on, let's go in."
