Taylor Swift had been engaged to Travis Kelce for all of two days, and she was still floating on a cloud. The diamond ring on her finger sparkled under the soft light of her favorite coffee shop, where she sat nursing a chai latte. She couldn't help but smile every time she looked at it, remembering the way Travis had proposed—onstage during her final show of the tour, in front of thousands of adoring fans.
"Hey, babe." Travis's deep voice broke into her thoughts, and she looked up to see him standing there, all six feet five inches of him. He was wearing a casual white T-shirt and jeans, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His brown hair was tousled, and his eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint.
"Hi, you." Taylor's smile widened, and she stood up to hug him. He wrapped his arms around her, and for a moment, they were in their own little world.
"I've got a surprise for you," he said, pulling back just enough to look into her eyes.
Taylor raised an eyebrow. "Another one? You're spoiling me, Mr. Kelce."
He chuckled. "Well, I think you'll like this one. Come on, let's go."
Curiosity piqued, Taylor followed Travis out to his car. They drove through the bustling streets of Kansas City, the city that had become their home. Taylor loved it here—the friendly people, the vibrant culture, and the way it felt like a perfect blend of her hometown in Pennsylvania and the glamorous life she led now.
"Where are we going?" she asked after a while.
"You'll see," Travis replied, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
Eventually, they pulled up in front of a charming brick building with large windows. The sign above the door read "Timeless Photography."
"A photoshoot?" Taylor asked, intrigued.
"Not just any photoshoot," Travis said, getting out of the car and coming around to open her door. "A couples boudoir shoot."
Taylor's eyes widened. "Travis, are you serious?"
He nodded, his smile turning tender. "I wanted to do something special, something intimate that we can look back on years from now. I know it might be a little outside of your comfort zone, but I promise it'll be fun."
Taylor's heart swelled with love for this man. He always knew how to surprise her, how to make her feel cherished. "Okay," she said, taking his hand. "Let's do it."
Inside, they were greeted by a warm, inviting atmosphere. Soft music played in the background, and the walls were adorned with tasteful black-and-white photographs. A woman with a kind smile approached them.
"Hi, you must be Taylor and Travis. I'm Emily, your photographer for today."
They exchanged pleasantries, and Emily led them to a cozy lounge area where they could discuss the details of the shoot.
"I want this to be a reflection of your love and connection," Emily said. "We'll keep it classy and elegant, focusing on the intimacy and the bond you share. Does that sound good?"
Taylor and Travis nodded in agreement. Emily showed them a selection of outfits and props they could use, explaining how each set would be styled.
"You'll have some time to get ready," Emily said. "There's a dressing room over there. Take your time and let me know if you need anything."
Taylor and Travis headed to the dressing room. It was spacious and well-lit, with a large mirror and a rack of beautiful lingerie and robes. Taylor picked out a delicate white lace set that felt both elegant and comfortable, while Travis chose a pair of black silk boxers.
