Pinky Promise

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2019

November

Travis POV

I pulled up to the clinic nervously watching my watch. I knew i was slightly late but the meeting i had been in had been in a room with a clock that ran 10 minutes late so i hadnt noticed until my alarm went off.

i knew this was important, not just to Taylor but to me just as much. this might be the day i would start the journey of having my first baby with the woman i had been in love with ever since i had first laid eyes on her.

i quickly got out of the car and rushed towards the entrance , a little smile forming on my lips as i laid eyes on Taylor standing in the entrance, nervously playing with the straps of her bag and looking around searching for someone, her whole stance relaxing as they found me.

"hey daisy" i murmured softly, smiling at the woman that meant so incredibly much to me and god she looked so gorgeous. Taylor was wearing a trench coat and a long dress with subtle flower patterns that was tied in the front, giving a very, very good view of her cleavage. fuck. i cerainly wouldnt have much trouble giving them a sample with that in my head.

"hey bear" she smiled nervously, and i couldnt help but wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, smiling down at her as she made a surprised little squeal, blinking up at me. we hadn't really seen each other ever since we had made the appointment at the clinic, besides the calls we shared  almost every night now.

despite the surprise she curler her little hands into the fabric of my suit jacket, gazing up at me with those damn gorgeous eyes, the same ones i had fallen in love with so many years ago.

„Has anyone already told you how gorgeous you look today, Daisy ?" i murmured, lifting one hnad to stroke one of her curls ourt of her face and tuck it behind her ear, her already cold reddened cheeks only grelwing punker as she scrunched her nose up like a little bunny. God she was fucking adorable. i would be the luckiest bastard if our kid would just be a carbon copy of her. one of her was already so fuckinh cute , but two tho...

„Actually, the barista did and asked for my number as well." she countered, causing me to raise my brows at her. I shouldn't have been surprised since well it was Taylor and her gorgeous smile would definitely not go unnoticed and yet somewhere deep inside the dragon of jealousy started to twine around my insides, holding them in a controlling tight grip.

„and what did you tell him?" i couldn't help bit murmur. of course i knew i had no right to ask, i had been the one to suggest we would take it slow and only act on our feelings with caution as to not comolicate anything but suddenly this interaction and the possibke answers she could have given that guy was all over my mind, unerasable.

a little coy smirk formed on Taylors ruby lips and the memory their sweet taste of apples and cinnamon took over everything in me.  i just had to taste them again, i had to or i might as well have starved myself to death. but i had to snap myself back into reality in irder to listen to  her answer.

„Well i told him that i was appreciative of the compliment but that my number was unfortunately already reserved."

i hummed , stroking my thumb up and down her side while the ither played with her hair „and for whome may that be?"

Taylor grinned, apparently up to play her little games ans god who was I to deny her. „Why, for my babydaddy pf course" she murmured , almost sedictive and fuck i had never thiught a simple stated word like that would  make me this hard but here we were now I couldn't help but surge forward, cupping Taylors face with one hand while the other pulled her closer until she was pressed flush against me.

within miliseconds the taste of her red lips exploded throughout my whole body like a fucking firework, sparks flying while i claimed her lips with mine, tugging her closer with my hand, letting it wander into her blonde curls and god the way she kissed me in return, the passion seeping through the was her lios responded to mine in an instant, the way soft sighs escaped them when our lips parted, just to rearramge themselves in another position, molding together so perfectly.

„Miss Swift? Mister Kelce?" we were interrupted, my eyes landing on the nurse that had walked out, his cheeks bright red as Taylor pulled away quickly, her cheeks flaming red as she nodded, her hand trying to reach down tl grab my hand but instesd it wrapped around something else, causing my to jump lightly, the nurses cheeks turnjng almost redder than taylors.

„Sorry" she murmured, pulling me after her while she followed the nurse inside, leading us driectly into one of the examination rooms and telling Taylor toget out of her tights already so they could start when thüüe doctor wss here. i decided to help her, lifting her obtobthe high chair of the gynocologist we were about to see .

„Im nervous" Taylor whispered up to me, her hands intertwined with mine as we waited for the physiciam, tugging her skirt up a little bit. i sighed softly stroking iver her cheek adorinhly.

„There's no reason to be nervous baby..  you'll see everything will work itself out, it must. and who kmows maybe in the future , one day we can give our little flower a sibbling, the traditional way."

boy was i wrong