Chapter fifty three:

Taylor had tried writing songs at home, in their studio in Tulsa, but all of his songs were starting to sound the same.

Finally, out of frustration, he got up from his piano and went for a walk.

It had been a long and arduous two years since they had last been on tour. Now the album was nearly complete and he couldn’t wait to get out there again and sing live for their fans.

He sighed heavily and tried to erase the latest song he had wrote from his mind. The point of the walk was to completely clear his mind, and thus far, all he could think about was the song “Never Love Again” which he had last wrote.

Taylor hadn’t told anyone, but he had written it for someone he had a major crush on, and couldn’t ell because she had a boyfriend of her own.

He’d written the song, because at that moment he felt like he would never get over the feelings he had for her, even though he knew those feelings would probably fade and dull in time.

He sighed and stuffed his hands into the front pockets of his hoodie, and strolled down a side street.

She didn’t even know how he felt about her. They had been best friends for a while, and in the beginning, they were both very flirtatious with each other, even kissing a couple of times. However now she had a boyfriend, whom she was happy with.

His role in her life was now reduced to a best friend of the opposite sex.

He just hoped he’d be able to control those feelings for her.

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Christy climbed out of bed and wandered into the adjoined bathroom. Each bedroom was identical; however she and Isaac had picked the largest, with a view of the lake.

Christy wound the sheet around her body and rested her cheek against Isaac’s bare chest.

He was laying perfectly still with his eyes closed, and a slight smile on his lips.

Christy giggled and reached up to kiss his lips.

He chuckled. “Can’t control yourself can you?”

“Not when I’m laying in bed with an incredibly sexy musician who just happens to be without any clothes on…”

“Well, I am managing to control myself, even though I can see through your sheet.”

Christy laughed out loud at that and playfully swatted him.

“Do you want to shower first?” He offered. “It takes you longer to get ready…”

“Actually, that sounds great. I’ll jump in there now.”

Christy got out of bed and crossed the room and into the adjoined master bathroom.

“Wow, have you seen the size of the tub in here? You could fit all six of us in here at once!”

“Well, we could maybe try that out when we get back tonight…”

Christy laughed and appeared in the doorway. “Sounds like a plan…. You know, I like that you and I get to be here alone for a few days… even if we are just hanging around the house.”

“I know, I like having the whole place to ourselves.” He added.

“I like that we can make as much noise as we want while we’re here and not disturb anyone.”

He laughed. “As I recall, I think you were the one making all of the noise.”

Christy’s jaw dropped to hide her smile. “I’m going to remember that…”

“Yeah? Well, I can still see through your sheet.”

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