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Taylor Swift
She gently reached over to turn off the alarm, careful not to disturb Ivy, who was still fast asleep, cuddled up close to her, as her head rested on Taylor's chest, their legs intertwined beneath the covers. The sun started to creep out behind the curtains, casting a slow glow over the room.
Taylor sighed contentedly, feeling the warmth of Ivy's body against hers and the steady rhythm of her breathing. She brushed her fingers through Ivy's long hair, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Stop staring, you freak," the brunette mumbled, Ivy's voice thick with sleep, as she cuddled closer, hiding her face in Taylor's neck.
Taylor chuckled softly, her fingers still lazily playing with Ivy's hair. "Good morning to you too, Ives,"
Ivy groaned, burying her face deeper into Taylor's neck, her arms tightening around her waist. "It's too early," she grumbled, her breath warm against Taylor's skin, making her shiver.
"We've got a whole day planned," Taylor reminded her, her voice excited. "You can sleep in the car if you want."
Ivy huffed, her voice muffled against Taylor's neck. "That sounds like bribery."
Taylor laughed quietly, shifting just enough to kiss the top of Ivy's head. "Maybe a little. But trust me, you're gonna love it."
Ivy peeked up at her with sleepy eyes, a half-smile tugging at her lips. "It better be worth it, waking up at this hour on a day off is criminal."
Taylor grinned, brushing her thumb lightly over Ivy's cheek. "You're dramatic."
"I'm exhausted," Ivy countered with a small pout, her voice still thick with sleep. "There's a difference."
Taylor chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to Ivy's lips. "You'll survive, I promise."
As they started to get out of bed, Ivy stretched and turned to Taylor, rubbing her eyes. "How am I supposed to dress?" she asked, eyeing Taylor suspiciously.
Taylor, already moving towards her luggage, glanced back with a playful smile. "Comfy," she said simply, grabbing a pair of black leggins. "We've got a three-hour drive ahead of us."
"Three hours?" Ivy raised an eyebrow, as she stood in the middle of the room only in her underwear. "Are you kidnapping me?"
Taylor laughed, shaking her head as she slipped on a sweater. "If I were, I wouldn't tell you," she teased, tossing a shirt onto the bed for Ivy.
Ivy crossed her arms playfully, still standing in just her underwear. "Three hours in a car? You sure know how to treat a girl."
With a smirk, Taylor walked over and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Trust me, by the time we get there, you'll be glad for the drive. Now hurry up and get dressed before I throw you in the trunk," she teased, leaving the bedroom.
