"Finish everything okay?"

"Okay mommy."

After that they have their breakfast together. Finishing her meal, Taylor goes to her studio to write something. Meanwhile, Joe does the dishes and plays with Joy. Few hours later, Ashley arrives to take care of her. So Joe gets a chance to talk to Taylor. He needs to leave for London tomorrow. She should know about this.

"Can I come in?" Joe knocks on the door softly.

Taylor looks up from her phone seeing him, "Yeah," She says.

"I have booked my flight for tomorrow. I'll go back to London for few days, to manage this situation you know," He mumbles taking a look of her studio.

"Oh, alright," She shrugs and looks down at her phone again, biting her lips. She always does that when she's aroused or...lying about something.

"I'm going to go to the hotel to pack my bags."

"Will you take the flight from there?"

"Depends," He shrugs.

"Oh."

"Okay then I'll be leaving now."

"Did you tell Joy?" She stops him.

"Yes I did. Surprisingly she didn't oppose that much today," He chuckles. Taylor faints a smile too.

Getting a silent response from her, Joe decides to leave. But as soon as he's about to step outside, Taylor stops him again.

"JOE," She speaks up.

"YES?" He turns around immediately.

"I was thinking of visiting London with you," She looks at him feeling tensed. The confusion on his face soon turns out into a grin.

"Really? You want that?" He asks her being surprised.

"Yeah," She mutters, "I want to see everyone again. I know they are going to be mad at me. That's normal but I don't want to put the whole burden on you. I need to face this outcome too," She says with a soft voice.

"I'm so glad that you made this decision," He holds her hands squeezing them three times.

"I hope it's the right one."

"Okay I'll just go pack my bags and come back in the evening," He tells her.

"Wait I need to do some shoppings too, can we go together?"

"Of course," He smiles, "Get ready."

"Okay," Taylor grins and goes to her room get ready.

They spend few hours in the mall as Taylor does some shoppings for their visit to London.

"Do you think Patrick would love this?" She asks Joe showing him a jacket.

"Taylor you don't need to buy gifts for God's sake. He's not a kid anymore. That won't even fit him," He chuckles.

"Why do kids grow up? It's the worst thing ever," She pouts and starts to look for bigger sizes.

"Woman why don't you listen to me?" He groans taking her hand, trying to drag her out of the mall. Shopping is exhausting.

"Why did you call me woman?"

"Do you feel bad about it?"

"Yeah."

"Okay I'll call you milf then," He chuckles.

"JOE," She whispers slapping on his arms, "You're insane."

"Why? You seemed to like that name that night," He teases her again.

"We are in public..."

"Let's go to somewhere private then."

"Shut up," She rolls her eyes and places few more bags on his hands. He groans and follows her again like a lost puppy.

After their shopping spree is done, they go to Joe's hotel. He finally places all of the bags on his bed, "I'm never going out with you for shopping again."

"Why? It was fun," Taylor mutters eyeing the lavish hotel room that he is staying in. It looks so neat, he hasn't probably even touched a thing here yet he's paying them thousands of dollars for each day.

"Fun? Look how sweaty I am."

"Go take a shower then. At least use the water of the hotel since you're paying so much."

"But I love the water supply of your apartment more."

"No surprise to me. I should start taking bills as well."

"I think you should start taking pills instead," Taylor's eyes widen hearing his dirty joke.

"God you're impossible," She chuckles shaking her head.

"Make yourself comfortable, I'll take a shower," He smiles and brings out his clothes from the suitcase. He then heads inside the bathroom leaving her alone.

Taylor gets up from the bed and starts to fold his clothes to pack the suitcase for him. She can't believe she's going to go back to London again. It's making her nervous yet she feels ridiculously happy.

"Taylor," Joe shouts from the bathroom, "Pass me the towel please."

Hearing his voice, she tries to look out for a towel. Shouldn't towels be inside the bathroom? It's an expensive hotel after all.

However she finds a towel in his suitcase, so she takes it and gets up to give him.

"Here," She says placing the towel near his hand.

But to her surprise, Joe throws the towel and pulls her inside the bathroom instead.

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I wonder what Joe has in mind.

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