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I start thinking about having Taylor there with me for Beth’s wedding. It’s not something I’ve allowed myself to think about before, because I didn’t think it was something I wanted, but now my parents know about us I can’t help but think I want him there by myside.
I try phoning him again but it goes straight to voicemail this time. What thefuck?
An hour later and I’m sat staring at the television—although I have no idea what I’m actually watching—when the buzzer goes off. I don’t even think about it, I just press down the entry button, thinking Taylor went out in such a rush that he forgot hiskeys.
“Hello?” I hear shouted into the flat after I walk off into the kitchen to open a bottle of wine. The voice isn’t one I wasexpecting.
“Hello?” I say back, heading to thedoor.
“I’m looking forTaylor.”
“And youare?”
“Matt. Taylor and I usually meet up when I’m in town. I tried ringing him but there was no answer,so…”
Knowing that one of Taylor’s regular hook ups is stood not only in front of me but at my front door makes my temperflare.
“He’s not here, and he’s not interested,” Iseethe.
“And who are you, his boyfriend? Taylor doesn’t do boyfriends. He wasn’t wrong about his roommate being hot though, so if you’re feeling a little lonely, I’m sure I could help,” he says as he steps towards me. I presume it’s meant to be sexy, but there’s something about this guy that I really don’t like. It may well just be because he’s had a taste of what’s nowmine.
Before I realise it’s happening, I’m reaching my arm out and swinging the door shut. It slams in his face and I can’t help but feel pleased with myself when I hear him complain about his nose. “Your loss. If you change your mind, Taylor’s got my number. And if you both want to play, I’m more thangame.”
I walk away from the door, grab the bottle of wine, and pour myself a hugeglass.
