End Game - Taylor Swift

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As the night of New Year's Eve approached, Taylor's holiday house in Rhode Island was abuzz with activity. Friends and family had flocked to the picturesque location to ring in the new year in style. The house was adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Laughter and conversation filled the air as guests mingled, enjoying appetizers and drinks in the expansive living room.

As the clock ticked closer to midnight, Taylor was tucked away in her room upstairs, getting ready for the night's festivities. She stood in front of a full-length mirror, applying a final touch of makeup and adjusting her hair.

Her room was a whirlwind of clothes, makeup, and jewelry strewn all over the bed. A subtle hint of her favorite perfume lingered in the air.

Alex, dressed in a form-fitting black suit, patiently waited downstairs, chatting and catching up with Taylor's family and friends. She sipped on a glass of champagne, her eyes occasionally glancing towards the grand staircase, wondering when Taylor would finally make her grand appearance.

Excitement fluttered in Taylor's stomach as she gave herself one last approving look in the mirror. She took a deep breath and then made her way out of her room.

With each step down the grand staircase, her silver dress cascaded gracefully around her legs, the sound of her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she made her way down to the main floor.

As she reached the bottom of the stairs, the room seemed to hush for a moment, all eyes on her. Alex turned, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of her girlfriend. Taylor smiled, a soft blush coloring her cheeks as she met Alex's gaze, her eyes sparkling.

Alex's jaw dropped, her eyes widening as she took in Taylor's appearance. The silver dress clung to her curves, accentuating her figure, and her hair cascaded in soft waves down her back. She was a vision of elegance and beauty.

"You...you look..." Alex stammered, at a loss for words.

Taylor chuckled, her eyes shining with amusement at Alex's reaction.

"Speechless?" she teased, approaching her girlfriend, a playful smirk on her lips.

"I'll take that as a compliment," she added, stopping in front of Alex, her silver heels giving her a few inches of added height.

Alex's eyes, still wide with awe, traveled up and down Taylor's figure. She couldn't help but appreciate the way the dress hugged her curves, and the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders.

"You're like a damn goddess or something," she muttered, her voice slightly hoarse.

Taylor's smirk widened into a full-blown grin. "I try," she teased, batting her eyelashes innocently.

She reached out and straightened Alex's tie, her fingers lingering on the fabric for a moment longer than necessary.

Alex swallowed, trying to stay focused on keeping her cool, but it was hard when Taylor looked like that. "You know, it's not fair," she said, a hint of a pout in her voice. "You can't just walk into a room looking like that and expect me to keep my hands off you all night."

Taylor laughed, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Who said anything about keeping your hands off me?" she replied, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

She took a step closer to Alex, closing the small gap between them, her body nearly pressing against hers.

As the clock ticked closer to midnight, the room's energy reached a fever pitch. Laughter and chatter filled the air, and the anticipation for the countdown was palpable.