I look up and find Travis staring at me with a lopsided grin on his face "What?" I ask and he just shrugs "What?!!"
"You were really good at that" he answers and I crash my face into my palms.
We're busy trying to watch a movie but up until now i've been getting distracted by the giant sitting next to me and his silent, sexy stares but now I know what was going through his head and I can feel my face blazing with embarrassment
"Don't be shy be proud"
"Be proud that apparently I'm good at oral sex?"
"Hey i'm not easily pleased i'll have you know"
"You're only saying that so i'll do it again"
"Well there is that" he laughs
"And besides it's not exactly difficult, it's just like sucking a popsicle"
"Taylor..." he takes hold of my wrist "Baby... the next time you eat a popsicle, please, please let me watch"
"You're disgusting" I laugh whilst slapping his shoulder "Are we watching this or..."
"Well I'd rather watch you eat a popsicle but..."
"Stop!" He wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me into him
"Seriously though, was it okay for you?"
"It was great for me" I answer honestly "actually I never really saw the appeal, for girls I mean, obviously I get the appeal for guys but for girls... well it's the thing you pee out of and I thought it would be gross but..."
"Taylor it is not just the thing that I 'pee out of' it is the thing I perform all kinds of magic with"
He looks so proud I almost want to pat him and say 'good boy' but by the sounds of it his ego is as big as his... well his 'man bit'
"I'm hoping you will allow me to show you some magic tricks some time soon" he kisses my cheek and then takes my ear lobe between his lips and I giggle at the sensation
"Any ways you were telling me why it was good for you?" He begins curling some of my hair around his long fingers and gazes at me expectantly and I'm suddenly struck by how beautiful he is when he's stripped down, no makeup, no rocker uniform just Travis, hair dishevelled, stubble, black tank top, black shorts, tattoos on display and just absolutely beautiful
"You're beautiful do you know that?" I admit whilst kissing the tip of his nose
"Thank you but stop, you're going to make me blush and blushing doesn't go with my hardcore rocker image"
"Sorry, okay, it was good for me and not gross because I saw how much power I had over you, one flick of the tongue or one jerk of the hand and you were completely at my mercy"
"Oh so it's power you like in the bedroom?"
"I think it is"
"Well there's a couple of things I can teach you to do with power when your boy is naked"
"My boy..." I giggle against his arm and love the way those words sounds "I've been thinking..."
"Naked thinking or fully clothed thinking?"
"Fully clothed" he rolls his eyes "I know, I know, boring but it's serious"
"Okay" he sits up straight and stares right at me "I'm listening"
"I want to sell the house" he just nods and let's me continue "it never felt like home, I can't afford it, especially not if the next album flops"
"It won't"
"It might, and besides it's filled with so many bad memories and I would rather just find somewhere new, somewhere smaller, somewhere that's me and what I want and not what my dad thought he deserved"
"Are you okay to go to the station tomorrow? You know I would come if I could but I have a full day of meetings" he laces our fingers together and lifts the back of my hand to his lips
"My assistant Tina is going to come with me and then we are going to speak to the people at my label, I'm going to need a new manager and to work out what's happening with the album"
"It sounds like you're making plans babygirl"
"Well I'm trying to"
"You're doing so well, after everything that's happened you're moving forward and I'm so proud of you for that"
I stop and can feel tears flood my eyes out of nowhere
"What? No don't cry, what did I do?" He swipes the tears with his thumb but I just collapse into his arms "Taylor?!"
"No one ever said they were proud of me before. Never in my life, not that I can remember anyways"
"Aw baby" he holds me tightly and sways me gently and I have never felt so cared for or protected "They should have said it, they should have felt it because you deserve it. You're brave and beautiful and talented and I'm going to make sure you never forget that"
"Thank you Travis"
"Is that a 'thank you Travis ' let's watch the rest of the movie or a 'thank you Travis' let me take you to the bedroom to show how thankful I really am?"
I can't help but laugh through my tears. How did God make someone so perfect and then send him to be with me?
"It's the first isn't it?"
"It's the first but nice try" he chuckles lightly as he pulls me into his side and then turns the sound up on the movie and i snuggle in to my giant, my protector, the man who was quickly becoming my first love
