It's one week since Taylor and I first made love and what a fuckin weeks it's been!
We have literally been thrown out of everywhere you can imagine.
Our first cinema date resulted in a lot of hushed annoyance and it wasn't long before an attendant informed us that there had been multiple complaints about our 'inappropriate conduct' so we were asked to leave, which we did, we then headed back to Taylors apartment where we practiced our 'inappropriate conduct' well in to the early hours of the morning.
Next was a trip to the supermarket that got rather heated in the toiletries aisle, that was rudely interrupted by an elderly lady trying to separate us by hitting us with her purse. Needless to say we left empty handed and ended up christening the back seat of my car.
That brings us on to last night. I decided to take her out for dinner to a fancy restaurant, I promised her, no touching, no kissing, no groping, not even any hand holding so I wasn't tempted to misbehave and it was working out perfectly until half way through when I suddenly realized with the dress she was wearing there was no way she could be wearing a bra, which lead to my mind wandering which then lead to my hands wandering which eventually lead to a full on make out session which finally resulted in us being thrown out and then banned from Taylors 'favourite restaurant in the whole of New York'.
Safe to say she holds me completely and utterly responsible and has put me on a sex ban until I can learn to control myself in public settings.
I am not a happy Travis.
So currently I am sitting in reception at her place of work waiting for my blond sex bomb to finish for lunch and I haven't come empty handed, In fact I'm armed with all of her favorites
Latte with soya milk- check
Peanut butter and jelly sandwich- check
Mandatory banana- check
Large bag of gummy bears- check
Myself- double check
Yes it's like a lunch you would pack for a child but that's just my Taylor for you, half sultry temptress and half goofy kindergartener. She couldn't be more perfect or more hot and this sex ban has got to go.
"Hey, it's Trev isn't it?"
Although the voice isn't as slurred as it was last time we had the 'pleasure' of speaking I recognize it immediately as belonging to her dick head boss slash ex-boyfriend, Marcus and as I look up at him, the thought of this sleazeball putting his hands on any part of my girl causes the alpha male in me to roar in to life.
Standing up, I'm pleased to find I'm at least 4 inches taller than him and as I widen my shoulders he appears to shrink into himself and let out an actual 'gulp' and I can't help but feel like this just might be about to get good.
"Hey" I shake his hand and make sure to squeeze it as tightly as I would like to squeeze his throat. "Last time I saw you you were lying under a pile of dinner right?"
He blushes at the memory but doesnt respond
'That's right dumbfuck, not so quick to fire off insults when it's a 6''4 male in front of you and not a female desperate to keep her job'
" And no actual my name isn't Trev, it's Travis, Travis Kelce"
His jaw visibly drops and the colour drains from his face and I can't help but chuckle at his response to my name
"Travis... As in Taylors ex, from the reunion"
"Or you could just say Travis... As in Taylors current, from Toronto, that would also work"
"You're the guy she..."
I know what he's thinking, I'm the guy she dumped him for but I want him to say it, I want it to really sink in for him but he simply squares his shoulders and looks me up and down
"I'm sorry for your wasted trip but Taylor isn't available for lunch"
"Eva said she would be out in 5..."
"Not. Available. For. Lunch. Got it Canada?"
I'm taken aback by his sudden change in attitude and before I can respond he's snatched Taylors lunch and coffee from the table and has bolted through the office door.
The last thing I see before the door swings shut is the brown bag and green and white coffee cup being dropped in to the rubbish bin and with them goes any hope I had of getting the no sex ban lifted early.
This dude just signed his own fuckin death warrant
