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“I can’t believe that’s going to be our new home,” Taylor sighs. He’s practically bouncing as we head back into the thick of the city. We have one more stop before going for lunch. “Hey, aren’t you excited?” he asks when he sees that I’m looking a little less enthusiastic about it than heis.
“Of course I am. I’m just a little nervous about what’snext.”
“Oh shut up. It’s going to be so hot. I’m already hard just thinking about it,” he announces a little too loudly on a busy Londonsidewalk.
As we get closer to our destination, there seems to be more and more people; it could just be my imagination—or fear—mindyou.
“Fuck, that is seriously hot,” Taylor says beside me as the heads in front of us part slightly, allowing my firstglimpse.
There, staring back it me in the middle of the city, is a fucking giant billboard advertising a brand of underwear I’m fairly familiar with—mainly because I’m the one wearing them. There for the world and their wife to see is a fuck knows how many foot billboard of my scantily cladbody.
“Please can we get a copy for the wall of our new place?” Taylor asks excitedly. Unfortunately, I don’t get to answer because his question is overheard by some young women in front of us. I watch in amazement as they look from me to the billboard and back again with their mouths open and their eyes almost popping out of theirheads.
The next hour is a blur of excitement and autographs. Yes—I actually signed autographs. It was fucking crazy. And I’m not just talking autographs on paper, either, because I actually signed some woman’s boobs. I’ve never touched a pair of tits in my life before today. I guess it’s something I can now tick off my bucketlist.
The whole time, Taylor stands just to my side with the proudest fucking smirk on his face I’ve everseen.
Once all the crazy has died down a bit, I turn to him and wrap my arms around hiswaist.
“I’m so proud of you,” he says, looking down atme.
“Why? I didn’t doanything.”
“There aren’t many people who would look good blown up to forty feet wearing only theirunderwear.”
“You’d lookgood.”
“Obviously,” he says with a laugh, and I can’t help but laugh along withhim.
“This is a new start. For both of us.” My statement makes him think about everything that’s happened and I lose him for a few minutes. “You don’t need them,” I whisper in his ear. “You’ve got me. You’ve got Lilly. Family doesn’t have to be by blood, Tay. It can be whoever we want it to be. One day, you can get rid of them completely, and change your name to West. I think Taylor West has quite a ring to it, don’tyou?”
When his eyes come back to mine, they’re a little wet. I love it when he allows me to see a chink in the rock hard exterior. It makes me fall for him that little bit more than I alreadyhave.
I watch as he squares his shoulders and thinks about what Isaid.
“New start,” he says with a nod. “Shall we start it with Chinese orsushi?”
“Sushi.”
With one last look at my giant body, and one final photograph of it on Taylor’s phone, hand in hand we walk to start the next chapter of our lives.Together.
