Chapter one hundred and fifty six:
Christy stood outside their hotel room door, leaning against the wall next to their door while Isaac searched through his pockets for the key card. He removed his wallet from his back pocket and flipped through the various cards and papers looking for the card. She hugged his dress jacket around her shoulders to keep warm. She had worn a strapless dress, and the night had cooled considerably after the rain.
”I had a really amazing time.” She spoke, watching him search.

“Me too.” He smiled at her. “I feel badly that we can’t do this all the time, but you know with the tour and everything…”

“I know. But I’m glad we got to go out before the tour got hectic.”

“Me too.” He sighed heavily and glanced around the empty hallway. “C, are you sure I didn’t give you the card? It’s not in your purse or anything?”

“No, I don’t think it would fit.” She shook her head. “I think it’s so jam packed with stuff I could barely close it.” She held up the tiny clutch she had brought with her. 

“Shit,” He muttered, suddenly searching through the pockets of his jacket.

Christy giggled. “Is this some kind of new foreplay I’m not aware of?’

He laughed. “I can’t believe I’ve lost the room key.”

Christy dipped her hands into the same pockets his hands were in. “It’s here somewhere…”

“Do you want to wait here while I run down to the lobby-“ He stopped in mid sentence, as she reached into the inside-breast pocket of his jacket and removed the key.

He chuckled. “Did you know it was there the whole time?”

“No… process of elimination.”

He chuckled and took the key, swiping it through the machine. “I’m a dork.”
”Yeah, but that’s why I love you.” She teased, wrapping her arms around his body.

He chuckled, and pulled her inside, wrapping his arms around her as well, as the door banged closed behind them.

“I really had a wonderful evening, baby.” She smiled wrapping her arms around his neck, “But you really didn’t have to…”

“I know.” He said, slowly beginning to move around, dancing her in small circles. “Just remember tonight in a month or so from now when you’re pissed at me for being busy with the tour and stuff.”

“I will.” She smiled. “What are we doing? There’s no music playing.” She giggled.

“I know.” He dipped her back, causing her to laugh harder.

He gently kissed her lips. “I love you.”

She giggled. “I love you too… but you’re a terrible dancer.” She teased.

“What? There’s no music playing! That’s why!”

“Honey, even with music playing…” She teased, breaking free of his arms.

“What? That’s it! You’re so dead!”

“Yeah?” She asked, backing away slowly. “Gotta catch me first!” She took off running into the bathroom, through into the bedroom, where he caught up to her, by going straight into the bedroom. “What now?” He asked.

She shrieked with laughter, and ran back through the bathroom and into the main room. He cornered her on the opposite side of the sofa.

“No fair!” She laughed. “Let me get these heels off first!” She leaned on the sofa and quickly removed her shoes.

“Ready?” He asked, slightly out of breath.

“Okay.” She laughed, attempting to run around the front of the sofa, but he met her halfway.

She took off running in the opposite direction, and before she could make it through to the bathroom, he caught her, and by tucking arm under her knees, he scooped her up. She kicked her feet and laughed. “Not fair!”

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Jenna sat across from Taylor in a frozen yogurt stand. She had insisted that she didn’t want ice cream or anything after eating popcorn, but Taylor insisted and refused to let up until she agreed.

In all honesty, she had barely touched the popcorn and ate few of the skittles he had bought her at the snack bar.

He slid a strawberry-banana flavored frozen yogurt in front of her with a smile.

“I got you a medium, because I heard your stomach rumbling in the car.” He teased, sitting down with his own double chocolate fudge.

“Thank you, Tay. But you really didn’t have to-“

“I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to.” He shrugged. “You don’t get to get out much with the body guard around and with being on tour and all, it’s a little crazy. And you haven’t been out in a while.”

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

They sat together in silence, Taylor quietly eating his frozen yogurt. Jenna sat staring out the window.

“Jen?” Taylor asked. When she didn’t respond, he asked again. “Jen?”

“Yeah?” She suddenly snapped back into focus and looked at him.

“Everything alright? You’re miles away over there.”

“I’m fine.”

“Yeah,” Taylor sighed heavily. “I don’t expect you would tell me if there was something wrong.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” She demanded.

“It means that-“ He stopped himself and continued in a much calmer tone. “It means your frozen yogurt is melting.”

“I don’t want it.” She pushed it away.

“Jen-“

“I said I don’t want it.” She snapped.

Taylor at in shock for a moment. “Okay. Let’s… lets get home then.”

She nodded and followed him out to the street to hail a cab.

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