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A/N: Thank you guys for all the wonderful reviews, and just to give you guys the heads up…the next chapters are pretty much fluff. So don't get to relax cause the DRAMA is coming might not be next week or the week after but it's coming. Now I want to thank all my reviewers from last week; xo-ChaylorGGQueen-xo, AshleyZac4life, blueprincess972, xoSuperstarletxo, googoogrl007, Siggystar, Sciencefreak2007, Monique coleman's lil twin, MeridianDreams, baby2ludaris, and k. Thanks for replying and I hope you and everyone else enjoys this new installment. Please remember to Review.

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Chapter Ten

He had never been so content before in his entire life. Even though he knew it was cliché to say, Taylor made him an entirely different person, Troy thought as he looked down at Taylor who was resting comfortably against him as the Bolton private jet sailed through the sky headed back towards L.A, and the funny thing was this was first time in forever that he had a relationship that wasn't based purely on sex. Unlike the other women he had associated with, he didn't need sex to be happy in his relationship with Taylor. Now he loved sex, especially with Taylor but he also liked sharing things with her. Talking with her and getting to know her personally. He looked down as Taylor shifted in her sleep and slowly lifted her head up. "Troy?"

"Yeah, baby I'm right here…you okay."

"I'm fine." She said moving so she could put her back on the seat; Troy reached down and grabbed her hand with in his squeezing it gently so that she was looking up at him.

"We're going to be back in town in a little over an hour…you wanna try to join the mile high club." Taylor took her hand away from Troy and shook her head as she slowly began to laugh.

"You are so persistent."

"One of my better qualities so what do you say should we give the mile high club our membership." He said wiggling his eyebrows at her, secretly hoping she would give in however he already knew she wasn't going to.

"You should know by now Troy that I'll say no."

"Well don't fault me for trying." He said with a smile. "Besides now that I think about you wouldn't want to walk off this plane like you were walking around the hotel room earlier this morning." He said grinning as Taylor blushed with embarrassment, as her thoughts returned to that morning where she could hardly walk right because her and Troy's late night activities. Troy had really worked her out and she wasn't playing.

"I was sore." She whispered quietly under her breath so only Troy could hear her; she watched as his upper lip twitched with amusement as he looked at her for a moment and chuckled.

"Sorry."

"Yeah right…so what are you going to do when we get back?" Troy shrugged his shoulders and looked at her. He knew he needed to go and visit his mother's grave and make sure everything was okay and take her a new batch of flowers. Taylor watched him silently as he thought about what to do. "Troy, is everything okay?"

"Yeah I was just going over my mental check list."

"Oh."

"When I get back I'm probably going to go visit my mother and then head on home and get some sleep and try my best not to miss you being in my arms tonight." He said finishing the last part with a pout and a sigh. Taylor blushed and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I'm going to miss you too, Troy…maybe we can hang out this weekend or something."

"You know I'd like that a lot but what about your mother." Troy asked, as he reached down and took Taylor's hand within his own. She looked at him and sighed before snuggling deeper into his embrace.

"I guess I can't then unless I ask Mrs. Arroyo to watch her for a little while then I can head over and hang with you for awhile."

"Hey I can cook for you."

"You cook…for me." She stated playfully, Troy lifted his chin up and shook his head for a moment before smiling.

"Hey now I'll have you know that I can cook a mean TV. dinner."

"I'm sure…and what about dessert."

"Um…we can have fruit and whip cream."

"That sounds awfully kinky to me." She said lifting her head off his shoulder and looking at him for a moment before smiling. "Why, Troy Bolton I think you're some type of undercover freak."

"Only for you." He said bending his head and capturing her in a heated kiss as he circled her waist with his hips. They soon became passionate as Troy unbuckled Taylor's seatbelt and hoisted her into his lap where they continued to kiss. It was at that moment at Paul came into the cabin and cleared his throat making them both jump. Taylor scrambled off Troy's lap and went back to her seat while Troy just sent daggers at Paul who was leaning against the wall of the plane trying his best not to laugh.

"I'm sorry for interrupting a very heated discussion or should I say a duel of the tongues." He said with a bright smile on his face as he looked between the two. "But the captain wanted me to come back here and inform both that we're ahead of schedule and should be back in L.A. with in forty-five minutes that is…if you both can wait that long."

"Paul you better get the hell out of here." Troy said sharply as he glared at the smirking man who just smiled and walked out, it wasn't very hard for Troy to figure out that Paul was laughing with Paul's upper body shaking so hard. "You know one of these days I'm going to fire him."

"Oh no you won't." Taylor said. "Just because he can get under your skin doesn't mean you have to fire him." She replied with a knowing smile. Troy groaned and let his head and fall back on the seat.

"Oh come on Paul is crazy I mean he didn't have to say anything to us…all he had to do was clear his throat."

"Right like if you caught anyone making out you'd just clear your throat…come on you and Paul are very much alike…so alike it's almost scary. I mean you're both cute and…" she trailed off as Troy looked down at her. She smiled at him and continued. "What you and Paul are cute."

"You're so gonna pay for that." He grumbled as Taylor laughed aloud at his pout before he shifted in his seat and leaned his head back once more determine now to get a little sleep before the plane touched down in L.A.

Troy and Taylor had drifted off into a quick nap for the remainder of the flight. Once the plane landed both were awaken by Paul who couldn't keep the silly grin off his face. "Well, we've landed, Mr. Bolton are you and Ms. McKessie ready to leave." He asked, Troy opened one eye at him and then picked up a pillow and smacked Paul with it. The movement and laughter from Paul brought Taylor from her sleep, blinking she watched as Troy and Paul moved about the cabin of the plane, Troy chasing Paul with a pillow and Paul ducking and moving out of the way.

"Guys…how old you again?" she asked sitting up and crossing her arms. Troy looked at her and over at a smirking Paul before replying.

"But baby he started it."

"I don't care who started what, come on let's go." She said standing up a small smile playing across her lips. Troy watched her for a moment before Paul walked over and placed his arm around her waist. Narrowing his eyes he quickly went over and pushed Paul who stumbled into the seats. "Hands off cabin boy." Troy said smugly as he led Taylor off the plane.

"Do you mind telling me again why I'm out here helping you look for baby clothes?" Taylor asked as she looked over at Troy who was currently shifting through a rack of small infant boy clothes. Taylor still couldn't believe that Troy had talked her into coming with him to store, in stead of taking her home. His reasoning for bringing her along was that he didn't know what to by a newborn baby and he needed her expert opinion. Troy looked up at her over the rack and smiled.

"Because I need your help and as my personal assistant I brought you here."

"It's funny how when you want me to do something you throw out that personal assistant line." She said as she picked up a cute little outfit with a bulldozer truck on the front holding it up she let Troy look at. He immediately frowned at the picture and shook his head.

"No, that's not going to work."

"And why not?" she asked looking at it and then back at him, Troy rolled his eyes like she should have understood with him having to go into further details. Abandoning his rack he walked over to her and took the outfit out of her hand and placed it back on the rack.

"Because that outfit looked fruity."

"Fruity…you can't be serious. There's nothing wrong with it." She said grabbing it off the rack and pointing to it while holding it up in Troy's face.

"First of all it's yellow…second of all it has a smiling bulldozer on the front which is a lie. There isn't a bulldozer in the world that smiles and if it does you better get the hell out of there cause that ain't safe. Third of all I think it's not something a boy should wear." He said taking it back from her hand and placing on the rack again.

"You're impossible…little baby boys wear things like that all the time."

"And when they grow up they wanna smack their parents for making them wear something so hideous. Now this…this is something a baby can wear." He said as he reached out and grabbed a little box with the words Sean John on the front. "I mean this is what makes the baby."

"Sean John?" Taylor asked in confusion.

"No…this cap, a little shirt that snaps." Taylor rolled her eyes and looked at the box and then back over at the rack.

"Well what about this?" she said pointing to a blue sailor suit, Troy's lips curved up and he shook his head in disgust.

"You can't be serious."

"I am I think it's cute, I'm sure your friend will love this outfit it's just too precious."

"They don't go sailing and even if they did I'm sure my boy Chad wouldn't dress his son up in something like that." She rolled her eyes and held the outfit to her side.

"Well I'm buying it and you can buy what you want and take it to your friends." Troy just rolled his eyes again.

"Fine." He said before smiling and wrapping an arm around her waist, together they went to the counter and Troy took both outfits in his hands and paid for them while calming ignoring Taylor's protests. "Baby I got this." He said as he took out his wallet and headed the woman behind the counter a fifty which took care of the bill. Taking the bag and his change he and Taylor headed out towards the car. He glanced ever so often at Taylor and noticed that she was frowning. "Baby what's wrong?"

"Troy, I could have paid for it." She replied sternly as she moved away from him and crossed her arms over her chest. He blinked in surprised for a moment before moving forward. "No you stay back, Troy." She said knowing that if he invaded her space, that she wouldn't be able to stay angry.

"What…are you angry at me because I paid for your outfit." He asked in surprise, Taylor just nodded and looked away from him.

"Yes, you act like I can't do anything by myself."

"If that was true I would have carried you around in the store and back out to the car." He said with a smile, Taylor rolled her eyes at him and shook her head.

"This isn't a joke Troy."

"Oh it should be…I can't believe you're standing here fighting with me because I paid 9.95 for an outfit that you picked out." She looked away not wanting to admit that the argument was stupid. Even though it might seem stupid she felt as if she should have paid for it. Even though she liked Troy she wasn't really ready to give all of herself over to him. She knew that even though they cared about one another stuff happened and she couldn't rely on him for everything. "Taylor, baby tell me what's on your mind."

"Nothing." She whispered softly.

"Nothing huh…well then why are you so adamant about paying for this outfit cause if you want to pay for it just give me the money." He replied softly. "But than again I'll just give it back to you. Cause baby I like doing nice things for it, pick something out and I'll get it cause as your man I am going to provide for you do you understand me." He said finishing the last part a bit sterner than the first part of his sentence.

"You don't have to do that" she whispered

"I know I don't…but I want to." He replied as he took a step forward and kissed her forehead. "I know in the past you had to rely on you…but now I'm here…you can rely on me and I promise you I won't let you down." He said softly before capturing her lips with his. Once they finished kissing, Troy pulled back reluctantly and sighed. "Come on let's get you home."

Taylor was basically drained as she entered her apartment after Troy walked her to her door giving her a good night kiss and then leaving so he could head over to his friends place. Opening the door she smiled as she saw her mother sleeping on the sofa. The television was on but as usual there was hardly anything to see due to the static. Walking over to her mother, she gently shook her awake. Janelle McKessie yawned and opened her eyes. "Taylor…baby I'm glad your home." She said moving slowly so she could embrace her only child. Taylor happily returned the hug and held her mother tightly.

"So am I mom…so how was your week."

"Boring…the nurse didn't know how to fix the television like you do so I missed all my stories." She said before coughing, moving quickly Taylor went to the kitchen and filled a cup with some water and brought it back to her mother.

"Here drink this." She said softly as she looked at her mother for a moment before sighing. "I'm sorry you missed all your stories."

"Well, I think we can I start watching again it'll be easy for me to figure out what happened, now tell me about your week on business. Gosh I just can't get over it my daughter going on business trips and making movies…right." She asked looking at Taylor for confirmation.

"Yeah mom I was working with Troy in hiring this writer producer named Jamal Henderson and getting the rights to his movie." She said with a smile. "Now, I think you should go to sleep."

"I know I just wanted to wait up for you." Her mother explained softly. "I missed you and I was wondering how you enjoyed your trip."

"Mom, you know I did enjoy it, it was a new experience one I'm not going to forget anytime soon." Taylor replied with a smile, "now about tomorrow is there anything I can cook that you want."

"I'm not hungry."

"Mom, the food will be for tomorrow." Taylor said as she helped her mother out of the chair, Janelle just nodded her head and sighed.

"But I know I won't be hungry than either." Her mother said with an air of certainty, Taylor sighed and nodded her head as she led her mother into the bedroom. They were silent as she helped her mother get into bed. Once she was sure her mother was comfortable she made her way back outside and quietly closed the door behind her, wearily she headed to the sofa and pulled out the bed, and made it up. Once the sofa bed was made up she climbed onto it and couldn't help but to sigh brokenly as she thought about the bed she had slept on the past week, and the person she had shared that bed with.

"Thanks for the outfits…Gabby really liked that Sailor suit man I can't believe you picked that out." Chad stated not bothering to hide his disgust now that Gabriella had taken their son upstairs. Troy rolled his eyes and sighed.

"I didn't buy it." He replied with a shake of his head, "I mean come on I bought the Sean John and Taylor bought the Sailor outfit I mean come on man I have taste…hell I gave you yours."

"Remind me again why we're friends."

"Cause you know…that without me you'd be lame." Troy stated as if he was talking about the weather. Chad just rolled his eyes and looked at his friend for a moment before smiling as something just occurred to him.

"Wait a moment you took Taylor with you for baby clothes shopping."

"I needed her help…not that she was much help but still I needed her help."

"And another one bites the dust." Chad said with a bright smile on his face as he looked over at his friend for a moment before shaking his head.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Troy asked as he turned and looked at his friend for a moment. Chad shrugged his shoulders and tapped his finger on the counter top for a moment before grinning and saying.

"Well I mean…you came back all happy and stuff, you're in a good mood and you're not complaining about Taylor must have been a great business trip." Chad said with a smirk as he turned to face his friend fully.

"What makes you think it was so great."

"Well you certainly walked in here with a certain pep to your step." Chad said as he gave Troy his full attention anxious to hear about everything at had transpired earlier that week while his friend had been in New York. "So what happened?"

"Well we went there and talked Jamal Henderson and got him to agree to come here to work for Bolton Entertainment and-."

"I meant the juicy stuff that happened between you and Taylor."

"Well, now I can't go telling you everything I have to keep some of my secrets to myself." Troy stated confidently only to have Chad laughed it up in his face. "What?"

"Man please you didn't ran no game on her…I mean maybe you did at first but she got you hooked…I bet you can't even tell me about no cute girls in New York that you saw last week." Chad said knowingly as he crossed his arms over his chest smirking the entire time.

"Yes I can." Troy said tilting his head to the side and nodding it slowly. "There was um…well there was this girl at a….at a um…damn you're right oh shit she's made me blind." Troy exclaimed shocked at the realization.

"Damn you got it bad, Troy…oh man I have got to tell Gabby that," he looked at Troy for a moment before starting to do a little dance on the floor while singing "You met your match, met your match oh yeah you met your match."

"Remind never to let you sing again." He murmured rubbing his ears as he looked at Chad who was just grinning at him.

"Man I never thought I'd see this day." Chad said faking as if he was tearing up, looking at him for a brief moment Troy narrowed his eyes and swatted at him. Moving quickly Chad jumped back still smiling.

"I hate you so much."

"Bet you don't hate, Taylor." Chad said with a smile, Troy just shook his head and looked at Chad for a moment before sighing.

"Man of course I don't…but I'm not liking you very much right now since you messing with me." He said with a smile as he thought about his week with Taylor. Chad was watching him closely. "But yeah, you're right man…I met my match and I don't give a damn. Cause how I'm feeling right now is the best feeling in the world." He said as he pounded Chad's fist.

A/N: And please remember to check out my new story Being A Man. And tell me what you think.

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