Taylor's Pov
Today I'm staying at Travis's for the night for the first time. We've been hanging out for a few times at each other's houses, and this time I'm staying at Kansas City with him. Well, he didn't actually ask me to stay, but we both know I'm not going to get a hotel room.
The car stops to a halt as we arrive at his house.
"Miss Swift, no paparazzi in sight." "Thanks, and call me Taylor."
They help me move my luggage to the porch and put them down. "Thanks. You can pick me up at 10. Feel free to go get some food if needed. I'll text you guys of any change of plans." Although I'm most likely staying, I have to make sure Travis approves first. They nod then go back to the car.
I take a deep breath before ringing the doorbell, waiting for response from the other side of the door. A few moments later, Travis opens the door and I don't miss the giddy smile on his face.
"Hey! Come in! I'll help you with the luggage."
He reaches out for my hand and leads me in, then going back to take my luggage.
"You want me to take these to the guest bedroom?"
I nod and he turns around to put down my stuff. When he comes back, he pulls me in. I bury my head into his chest and inhale his manly scent.
"Trav, you smell good."
"You smell good too, beautiful." He chuckles.
We pull away then he slips his hand under my jaw, lifting my head to look up at him.
"Can I kiss you?" What a gentleman.
"Yes babe, you don't have to ask."
He presses his soft lips against mine, and I reach to hold his face. When we pull apart, blood rushes to my cheeks and I press my face into his chest from preventing him seeing me blush.
He holds my head to himself, and I can hear how fast his heart is beating. "I missed you, pretty girl." "I missed you too." I say, squeezing his muscly biceps with my fingertips.
I lift my head to invite another kiss, and he gets the memo. I hum into his mouth, both of us smiling too hard to actually kiss each other.
"You want some food?" He asks while stroking my hair.
"Not now, but maybe later?"
"Sure." He is touching my cheeks with his thumb, and I can't help but melt into his hand.
"Wanna go watch a movie?"
"Yes please." He kisses me one last time before breaking my gaze and leading us to his couch. He sits down before patting the seat besides him. I sit down and curl into him.
"What do you want to watch?"
"Don't care," I mumble, and he glances down at me with a worried look.
"Are you tired? We can take a nap baby."
"But I wanna spend time with you."
"Honey, you're tired. We can spend more time later after you get your rest. I won't leave if you don't want me to."
"Please stay."
He nods then proceeds to lay down, taking me in his arms.
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