Taylor awoke by the smell of bacon being cooked. He looked over beside him to see only that Ali was no longer there. He glanced to the wall and waited for his eyes to adjust. 6:58 a.m. He groaned to himself at how early it was. He slowly climbed out of the bed as a sudden chill ran up his spine. He wasn't used to this cold weather in Ohio. He grabbed one of his sweatshirts and slipped it over his tank top. He walked down the stairs to where he saw Ali making breakfast. She had pancakes, sausage, and bacon going. She was flipping the bacon when Taylor came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You scared the shit outta me!" She said as she dropped one of the bacons in the pan as she jumped. "Sorry." He replied while yawning in her ear. "Why you up so early anyways?" He asked not knowing why anyone in there right mind would get up at 6 a.m. when they didn't have to. "I've gotta go to work for a little while and then I'll come back and my tutor will be here at 11:30." Taylor let go of her waist and sat at one of the bar stools at the floating island in the kitchen. "Well, what can I do while your gone?" He asked. Ali really didn't want him to go with her at work but she had no choice. Besides she only had to run the 2 miles again and then get her clothes from her uncle. What harm could he bring? "You can come with me if you want but I must warn you I'm working out today." Ali said to him with a smile. He looked rather confused. But nodded his head in agreement. She pulled down a plate from the up ahead cover and loaded his plate with food. "Here ya go." She said placing his heaping plate of food in front of him. "I can't eat all this! You want me to gain 6 pounds!" He said playfully. "I'm sorry but Mr. Hanson you could afford to gain some wieght." She said grabbing his stomach. "HaHa Very funny." He said mimicking her. Ali took her seat next to him with a very small plate and took some off of his. "So ,what are we going to do when we come home and after you have school?" He asked stuffing his mouth with a pancake. "Well, Corde really wants to meet you and we talked yesterday. Do you mind getting together and watching a movie with her and her boyfriend? You know a double date only we'll stay here and bundle." Ali said in between bites of food. "That's fine with me." Taylor answered. Ali stood up and put her plate in the sink. "Let's get going" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "C'mon, Tay." I told him. We were at Toledo's Department of Police Protection standing in front of the locker room door. I had registered both of us in and talked to Bruce about not letting Taylor know about my job. Taylor had totally flipped on the ride downtown because I owned 4 different Dirtbikes, blue, red, green and purple. He rode the red one while I rode the blue. I don't think he could get over the fact that you could drive dirtbikes on the roads but not highways when you were 14 years old. I took him to the Coed locker room and we changed into more comfortable clothes. I couldnt help but notice a pair of blue eyes staring at me while I was changing but I didn't let it bother me. I knew Taylor and I would have our moment sometime before he left again and I just hoped we wouldn't get too involved in it. I introduced him to Bruce. "It's nice to finally meet Al's boyfriend." He said while shaking Tay's hand. Taylor started to turn crimson. "She's really missed you." He said sounding sympathetic. Bruce had never acted that way before and he shouldn't really. Bruce was usually a strong guy. "Well, NEways, today you get to run the two miles with Al here." Taylor turned to me with an evil smile spreading across his face. "I don't know if you can beat her. She's pretty fast." Bruce said trying to make a detremination sense. "We'll see." Taylor said looking devieous. Bruce led us to the track. Taylor had his arm around my waist protectivly. I couldn't tell you why but he did. We pasted many people whom I introduced Tay to. Many said we madea cute couple or that we looked inseperable. Little did they know we hadn't seen each other in 2 monthes. We stepped into the arena with the track around the basketball and volleyball courts. We walked over to our starting line and let Bruce explain. "You'll run 4 laps around the track, take a 5 minute break then run another 4 laps. Okay?" He asked the both of us. We both nodded our heads. Bruce stood beside us watching his stop watch. "On your mark, Get set, Go!" He yelled. We both started in a steady jog next to each other. I was quite surprised that he had great speed since he had never gone to a regular school and had to run miles every week. We kept at the same speed and never said a word then again it is kinda hard to talk when your trying to control your breathing. Bruce would shout out the time when we did one lap. He was a great coach and a rather young cop like my Uncle Dan. He was 21 years old with blonde spiked hair. He was naturally built and not married. He was used as an undercover cop and usually worked late at nights. That's why he became a trainer as well, for something to do during the day. "Break!" He yelled when we finished our first four laps. Taylor and I both took seats on the blue bench next to the track. I put my hands above my head to control my heaving breaths. "He wasn't kidding when he said you were fast." Taylor said to me. I smiled. "I mean you kept up with me the entire way. Isaac and Zac would have stopped half way in their first lap." I laughed at the fact that his brothers weren't all that fast. "C'mon. We got some more laps to run." ~* About an hour later *~ We walked into the living room absolutly exhausted from running. My legs seemed to ache all over. I dropped our gym bag on the cream colored carpet by the couch and fell onto it. I laid there for a while until I realized Taylor and fell right into the chair beside me. "Is it bad if you can't feel anything below your waist?" Taylor asked me. I laughed. "I think so." I answered him. I sat upright and looked at the clock. 10:34 a.m. I so did not want to have school today. Although my teacher was very nice I just felt like jello. My teacher's name was Ms. Brown. She was only 24 years old and just graduated from a local college. She was a home tutor. She had about 3 students and made a good living off of just traveling from home to home. I was her second stop. I looked over at the exhausted Taylor and saw the sweat still sticking to his face. "You want to take a shower?" I asked him. His eyes started to get that evil look again. "Yeah, with you." He said. "I don't think so, Mr. Hanson." "I was only kidding. But yeeah I need a shower." I stood up and grabbed both of his hands pulling him out of the chair he was sitting in. I led him up the stairs to the bathroom into the guest room. He'd never been in there before since he was sleeping in my room. I gave him some towels, washclothes, and a robe. "Thank you." He responded after I gave him the items. He pulled me closer and gave a me a small kiss. His touch always seemed to be warm and always gave me a comforting feeling that someone cared for me.He walked into the bathroom as I left. I grabbed my robe and headed in my bathroom as I heard the water turn on in the other room. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Hello?" Taylor said into the phone. After his shower he changed his clothes and pulled back his hair when he heard the phone ringing. Ali was still in the shower so he got it himself. He sprinted down stairs and grabbed the cordless as he lay across the black leather couch. "Hi. This is Ms. Brown. Ali's home school teacher. Is Ali there?" Taylor listened a moment to hear if the shower was still on. "I'm sorry but she's still in the shower." "May I ask whom I am speaking to?" The lady asked. "This is......Jordan, Ali's boyfriend." "Ohhhh. Well could you give Ali a message for me?" "Yeah sure." Taylor grabbed a pen and piece of paper from the small oak table in front of the couch. "Tell her I won't be able to come today since I don't feel to well." Taylor just then noticed that the lady did sound rather unhealthy. Her voice was serverely scratchy too. "Sure, I'll tell her." Taylor said goodbye and hung up the phone. Ali stepped out of her room with soaking wet hair and a red silk robe on. When Taylor looked up he thought he was looking at a godess in red. She was atempting to dry her hair with the blue towel she was holding. "Who was on the phone?" Ali asked while walking down the stairs. Taylor sat upright. "That was Ms. Brown. She's not well and can't come over today." Ali sat down on the couch next to Taylor. "So now what shall we do?" Ali asked him while turning her head to face him. Taylor slipped his hand behind her back and kissed her neck playfully. Ali turned so she was facing him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Taylor moved his lips to hers and kissed her passionatly. Taylor's hands roamed her back feeling the silk material. Ali pulled out his pony tail and ran her fingers through his still wet hair. Taylor gently laid Ali on the couch so he was on top of her. He moved one hand to her leg and rubbed her thigh rapidly. Feeling him like this made Ali's heart race. She didn't want him to stop but she also wish he would. Ali felt the robe starting to slip away when a firm hand grabbed Taylor's shoulder and pulled him off Ali. "What the hell do you think your doing?!" Back home Chapter 24
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