Wasn't Expecting You

Part 5

Taylor watched Zack running around the field in bare feet happier than ever.
Friday night had been a mistake. She should have never let her get that close.
She shouldn't have let herself get that close.
She’s married, what the hell was she thinking? She'd really stuffed this up.

Noticing the time she blew the whistle.
“Alright, times up! Pack it up!”
She started packing up the equipment.
“Coach Taylor.”
“Yeah matey,” Zack jumped up on the bench beside her.
“Are we going to see mum now?”
“Unfortunately.”
Zack looked up at her.
“Can we go to the park again?”
She stopped, looking down at him.
“You don't want to go see mum at the studio?” He rubbed his face.
“Let's go to Coach’s house ok.”
She laughed to herself at his honesty.
“I'll have to ring mum first and ask her ok?”
“Ok.” He ran off onto the field.
Taylor looked down at her phone.
“Zack, you're killing me.” She waited for her to pick up.
“Hello.”
Taylor let out a breath.
“Hey, it's Taylor.”
Hannah's lip twitched.
“Hi, is everything alright? Where’s Zack?” Taylor looked out at the boy wearing himself out.
“Oh, he's fine. He wants to come back to mine instead of coming to the studio. I said I would have to ask you first.”
“Oh.” Hannah looked at her after-school class of students. “I guess so. I mean if it's no trouble to you. I don't want you feeling like you have to.”
“Oh no, honestly he’s fine Hannah. Do you wanna come by and pick him up when you're finished?” She smacked herself in the forehead. What was she doing?
“Um sure,” Hannah smiled to herself. “Text me your address and I'll bring us some dinner.”
Taylor shook her head screwing up her face.
“Ok. I'll see you a bit later then.”
“Ok bye Tay.”
“Bye.” She hung up the phone. “Ahh!”
“Coach!” Zack yelled out to her.
“What?!” She yelled back.
“Why you say AHH!?”
Taylor took her hat off scratching her head.
“Your mothers doing my head in...No reason!” She grabbed their bags.
“Come on we're going to my place.”
“Yay!” Zack ran after her.

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Hannah pulled up to the address Taylor had given her. The little house had a big yard around it.
She opened the gate hearing noises around the back. She could hear her son laughing. She smiled, she didn't hear that enough. She peeked around the side of the house seeing a swimming pool full of blow-up balls.
“Coach! Coach find me!”
Her son laughed hiding behind a floater. She leaned against the wall seeing Taylor come up out of the water on the other side.
Taylor wiped her face.
“Where is he?”
Zack laughed. She turned around bobbing back under the water. Hannah watched her son's face. All of sudden he screamed.
“Raah!” Taylor popped out of the water in front of him. “I gotcha!” She laughed.
Hannah laughed to herself. Taylor really was good with him. Taylor caught the movement out the corner of her eye.
“Hey look who’s here?” She whispered to Zack.
“Mum!” He waved leaning against Taylor happily.
“Well, look at you water baby! You having a good time with Taylor?”
“Yes, mum!” He nodded.
“I hope you don’t mind. I let him swim in his gym shorts.”
Hannah stopped in front of them.
“That’s fine. Thanks for having him.”
“No worries.” Taylor smiled. “Come on Zack.” She stood up ready to lift him out. “What did you get?” She asked seeing the bag of containers in Hannah’s hand.
Hannah noticed Taylors' wet t-shirt.
“Um, I hope you like Chinese?”
Taylor looked back seeing her eyes divert blushing slightly.
“I love Chinese.”
“Good.”
“Ok, I'll just get changed. The kitchen is through there. His clothes are on the couch.”
Hannah followed Zack into the open plan kitchen. Taylors' place had a real homely feel to it. She dried him off and as he put his clothes on she had a look around the room.
Taylor stood in the doorway watching her take in her surroundings. This woman was now in her house. Hannah could feel her eyes upon her. She turned around seeing her watching her.
“You hungry?” Hannah asked feeling the intensity in her eyes.
Taylor smiled.
“Starving.”
Hannah watched her head into the kitchen. Her eye fell on her happy son relaxed on the couch.
“Come on my boy, dinner time.”