Page 63 of Take Care, Taylor
I turned over to see him sleeping and sucked in a breath.
His side of the bed still smelled like cinnamon and sin.
Oh my god…
Swallowing, I shut my eyes for several seconds, then I blinked them open.
This wasn’t a dream in the slightest.
Last night … and this morning were real. And the sex …
Slowly pulling away from him, I climbed out of his bed and rushed down the hall. With my mind racing a mile a minute, I grabbed a hoodie from my dresser and changed pants. As I was searching for a pair of tennis shoes, Taylor cleared his throat from behind.
“Going somewhere?” he asked.
“No.” I turned to face him. “No, I—yes. Yes, I’m going somewhere.”
His lips curved into a smile. “Mind if I join you?”
“Yes, I do mind.”
“Why?”
“Because I need to process the fact that I just fucked the guy who used to bully me in high school.”
“Glad you’re finally learning how to sayused to.”
“Last night was a one-time thing.”
“You came far more than once.”
“That’s not what I mean.” I blushed as he eyed me like he was seconds away from asking for another round. “I meant that whatever happened will never happen again.”
“Okay, Audrey.” He smiled. “If that’s the case, then it sounds like you’ve already processed things. You should let me drive you to wherever you’re going.”
Every part of me still hummed from him, and every rational thought begged me to forget it.
Run away from him right now.
“Audrey?” The way he said my name made me want to sleep with him on the spot. “Is that a yes to letting me drive you?”
TRACK 25. GETAWAY CAR (3:24)
TAYLOR
Audrey stared out the window of my car, doing everything she could not to look at me.
The reflection of her face in the glass looked softer than it should’ve—hair still damp, lips faintly swollen from me.
“Aren’t we going to Gayle’s?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“You passed it.”
“We’re going to one that’s a little farther out.”
“I think you’re famous everywhere.”
