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I know how devastating it would be for him if something were to happen to his mom. It’s been only them for the whole time I’ve known him. I know they will be having words with the cat that I let out the bag tonight.
Then there’s the fact I kissed Taylor, my ex-boyfriend and someone I consider the love of my life… Probably not the smartest move, given the current circumstances.
By morning, I realize I must have gotten somewhere near sleep, but not quite as much as I would have liked. I stretch out into the morning and get up to make coffee.
I want to head to the hospital as early as possible.
I know Taylor is heading to New York later today for game seven in the third round of the playoffs. I don’t know how the heck he’s going to concentrate with everything going on right now.
I text him while making coffee to let him know Maddie and I will head in early so he doesn’t have to give us a lift.
About five minutes goes by as I busy myself in the kitchen.
Then my cell pings.
Not dodging me, are you, Red?
I stare at the screen. He hasn’t called me that name in a long time.
I can’t help the stupid grin that creeps across my face.
I know I’m playing with fire here. Serious fire.
Not at all. I wouldn’t do such a thing
I reply, hitting send.
I don’t know why he would think that. Maybe he thinks I’m shying away because of the kiss, but far from it. I want to know his take on the incident.
That’s good because we need to talkwhen I get back from New York
You mean about the kiss?
That kiss, among other things.
Bingo.
I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry, Taylor.
I kissed you back.
I can’t help but smile as I sip my coffee and sit down at the kitchen table.
I guess you did.
Gtg. I’ll text you when I’m back. TJ
Okay. See you in a couple of days
I don’t mean to think we’re all buddy-buddy now, but I kinda think we’re somehow in a better place than I originally thought, and that alone makes me feel good.
“What are you grinning your head off about?” Maddie yawns from the entryway, still in her pjs. She may still be half asleep, but her observation skills never seem to dull.
“Nothing,” I try to say as nonchalantly as possible. Her bullshit radar is pretty on point, though, and her beacons are finely tuned. I get up to pour her coffee to distract myself, but I feel her eyes boring into my back.
“Wouldn’t have anything to do with staying up late with Taylor James last night, would it?”
“He dropped me off on the porch,” I tell her.
