Unconditional

Chapter 13

He smiled at me. We drove to his house, which hopefully someday soon would be my house. His house was huge; it was tan and had practically millions of rooms. In the back was a pool with outdoor seating.

 "Oh my god," I said when we pulled into the driveway.

"You like it?"

 "I love it," I couldn't stop from looking at it. It was beautiful beyond belief.

We got out and I grabbed my bag and he opened the front door of the house. Inside was beautiful; the kitchen had a giant island with granite counter tops. There were light brown cabinets with silver knobs.

 "You want a tour," Taylor asked taking my bag from me and putting it on the stairs.

 I shrug and say "sure."

He pulled me up the stairs to the master bedroom first, and opened the double doors. Inside was a huge bed that looked like it belonged in a beach house and a giant plasma screen hanging on the wall opposite of it. There was a walkout balcony across the room and it looked straight out onto the pool outside.

 "It's beautiful," I said.

 "Here, come here," he says pulling me to the bed.

We sit down and Taylor wraps his hands around my neck and gently pulls my face up to his and he kisses me. His phone vibrates in his back pocket while we are kissing and I break the kiss. "Go ahead and answer it, it may be important."

 He stands up and takes the phone out and puts it to his ear.

He walks out of the room and I stand and walk outside. The view was beautiful and the pool was huge and there was a lot of scenery to look at.