Guilty as sin

Chapter 10

Taylor's POV

When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I realize is just how comfortable and safe I feel wakeing up in Travis's arms. He's still sleeping snoring lighly. I can't help but snuggle a little further into his chest, placing a quick kiss there.

God I can't wait to be out of here, far away from Joe, and to be married this man who's arms I fit so perfect in. He really is everything that I've ever dreamed of. They say it's when you stop looking that you meet the love of your life, well I guess that's true. Let's just ignore the little fact that I wasn't looking because I was in a relationship, besides I was miserable so I don't feel bad honestly. Travis just has this way of making me feel so safe and secure, in way I haven't felt since before I was famous, it's nice to know he's always watching out for me, and protecting me.

  I'm hear my stomach growl, I sigh, as much as I would love to stay in bed all day I know I should get up and make something to eat. Slowly I remove myself from Travis' arms so I don't wake him up, then grab t-shirt he was wearing yesterday off the floor and pull it on, without give a single fuck if Joe is up to see me wearing it. As I make my way to the kitchen I notice that my room door is open and the house is quiet, so I guess the idiots alarm did go off after all. I'm not sure where he actually had to go... it's not like he has a job or anything, oh well! it doesn't actually matter to me, just as long as he's not here is the only thing I really care about.

  I put on some coffee then begin to make some French toast, just as I'm putting it in the pan I feel a pair of strong warm arms wrap around my waist. "Good morning beautiful." He says in my ear in his low huskey morning voice, the one that always make me wet and want him to take me right then and there. "Mmm..good morning love" I say turning around in his arms to give him a kiss. "How did you sleep princess?" He asks. "Good, I always sleep better when I'm with you though." I tell, he hums in agreement then he leans down to give me another quick kiss. "I love you" he murmurs against my lips. "I Love you too, now let me finish cooking this before it burns or you'll have to eat cereal" he starts to kiss my neck. "I like cereal" he says between kisses. I giggle and give a little tap on the butt with the spatula "I'm serious! How about you go pour us up some coffee and set the table. This will only take a minute, then maybe we could take a shower together...you know to save water." I say with a wink "Yes ma'am" he says giving me a little salute as he heads off, I roll my eyes at him but can't seem keep the smile off my face.

  We finish up breakfast and Travis goes to start the shower while I clean up. Just as I was about to go join him I hear the doorbell ring. Who in hell is here I think as I run off to answer the door. I probably should have looked at the camera first but I don't always have the best judgment, so I just open it and standing on my step is both of my parents. "Mom, Daddy what are you doing here?" I asked slightly shocked at their arrival "Are we not allowed to visit our daughter?" my mother asked raising an eyebrow at me. "No you are! but most people would I dunno call first or at least send a text" I respond unsure what the fuck I'm going to do. "well we thought it would be fun to surprise you" she tells me, looking me up and down then raises her eyebrow at me yet again in an inquisitive manner. Yeah fun isn't the word I would use...

   I look down at myself realizing that of fucking course she looking like that, I'm standing here in nothing but Travis' Chiefs t-shirt...kill me now I think. "What are you on Earth are you wearing? A KC t-shirt really Taylor? You know damn well we're an Eagles family" my dad butts in obviously trying to break the awkward tension. "Oh...uh...yeah... Just a old shirt I found lying around" I managed to stammer out. My mother gives me an unconvinced look and asks "well are you going to let us in or are we standing out on the step all day?" "right, um.. sorry come in I guess" I say stepping aside, even though I would rather have a root canal then deal with the fallout of what is surely about to happen.