Ruthless Game

The relentless LA sun shined bright through the sheer curtains in the room as Taylor slowly opened her eyes. She sat up and quickly realized she was on the hard wood floor of Harry's master bedroom. "Well good morning, Love" Harry said as he stood in the doorway of his bathroom. Apparently he had just taken a shower; his towel lazily wrapped around his waist (barely exposing his V-cut) and hair still dripping wet. "Sleep well?" he said with a smirk on his face. "I don't even remember falling asleep" Taylor replied, bashfully smirking while looking down at the white sheets covering her naked body. It's true, she didn't. After a massively chaotic snack at In and Out Burger just outside of LAX, Harry and Taylor went back to Harry's new house not too far from her own. Harry insisted the new house needed some "breaking in" (which easily could've had a double meaning but Taylor decided to ignore that). After a few burgers and enough shots to numb a gun wound, the two ravaged each other until after a dramatic climax, they were both peacefully sleeping on the hard wood floor of Harry's room.

"I'll get breakfast ready. Any request?" Harry asked, drying his hair with the towel that used to be around his waist. "Anything NOT burned to the crisp, please?" she replied trying her hardest not to stare at him. Harry chuckled as he headed towards the kitchen. After a few moments, Taylor decided it would be a good idea to check her phone for any missed notifications. Securing the sheet tightly to her chest, she got off the floor and made her way to her iPhone on her nightstand. "Oh...hell" Taylor said as she turned on her phone to find multiple messages from Karlie. •"Can't wait for dinner tonight!" •"Leaving my apartment now. See you there" •"I'm here. Are you here yet??" •"Let me know when you get here" •"Taylor it's been an hour. Where are you?" •"Hey answer your phone. I'm worried. where are you??" •"I'm going home...they're closing" •"Call me please".  Taylor had forgotten all about her dinner with Karlie. Harry called last minute and the thought of igniting old flames smothered her thoughts for the rest of the day. She knows how sensitive Karlie can be and refuses to see her hurt again. Especially because Karlie knows nothing of Harry (and Harry is completely ignorant about her situation with Karlie). Taylor quickly looked around the room for clothes, picking up her skinny jeans and Harry's white V-neck. "Hey! I've got to go, it's an emergency. I'll text you later! bye!" Taylor yelled as she ran through the house scrambling out of the front door. "Oh! okay? bye!" Harry yelled back. Little did he know what awaited Taylor when she saw Karlie that day