"Come on Chelse, baby Davis is wreaking havoc on my stomach." Taylor yelled standing outside the bathroom door at the loft.
"I'm sorry Taylor. Baby Cohen is doing a number on me too." she said opening the door as Taylor ran into the bathroom closing the door.
"Are you OK Taye Baby?" Roger asked knocking on the bathroom door.
"No, but it's normal." Taylor called out kneeling over the toilet.
"Don't worry Roger. It only lasts for the first trimester. She'll be done with it soon." Chelsea told him patting his chest.
"Gee thanks Chelse. Where's your baby daddy?" he asked looking down at her.
"He's at the performance space with Maureen. Her equiptment again." she said going to the kitchen for some crackers.
"If this baby doesn't start letting me eat, he's gonna be grounded before he's even born." Taylor said coming out of the bathroom.
"Are you OK Baby?" Roger asked putting his arm around her.
"Yeah, I'm OK." she said smiling up at him.
"Him, huh Taylor?" Chelsea asked smiling at her from the kitchen.
"How else do you explain it? He's a handful like his daddy." she laughed as Roger leaned down to kiss her head.
"I'm sorry Baby." he said looking down at her.
"It's OK. Morning sickness is just part of the job." she said ooking down at her belly.
"You better stop giving mommy a hard time little one, OK?" he said leaning down to talk to her small belly.
"I'll be OK Baby. Are you ready to go?" she asked smiling down at him.
"I wish you would take it easy Taye. At least until the morning sickness subsides." he said standing up straight.
"Roger, what am I gonna do? I have a job. I'll be fine. I promise, OK." she said leaning up to kiss him.
"I'll see you guys later." Chelsea said smiling at them as Roger and Taylor put their coats on getting ready for work.
"OK Chelse. Tell Mark we'll bring dinner home tonight, OK?" Taylor said zippering her jacket.
"OK Taylor. Have a nice day at work." she said as they left the loft.
"Thanks Chelse." Roger said sliding the door closed.
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"How do you feel Taylor?" Jerry asked as she and Roger arrived at the record company.
"Nauseous, I can't keep anything down. I have Roger worrying about me 24/7. You know, the joys of first time parenthood." she answered laughing at him.
"Yeah, but it will all be worth it in the end. You'll see. There's nothing like holding that little baby in your arms." he told her as she watched Roger with the band through the window. He was laughing as Andy was teasing him. Roger's smile knocked her out even now. He caught a glimpse of her looking at him and he just smiled at her. "You two are so in love, aren't you?" Jerry asked watching them.
"Yeah, we really are. Thanks for calling me on the tour Jerry. We owe you really big." she said turning around to smile at him.
"Yeah well, you see how Roger dresses. He needed all the help he could get and I knew he would listen to a pretty girl like you. But you two falling in love, that was all you." he said sitting at his desk.
"From the minute I met him, I knew he was gonna change my life." she said sitting in a chair on the other side of Jerry's desk.
"You changed each others lives Taylor." Jerry said smiling at her.
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"Roger, you're not wearing that." Taylor said looking at him as he came out of the dressing room.
"What's the matter with this?" Roger asked looking down at his torn jeans and tank top.
"So many things Baby. Just, here. Put this on." she said laughing at him as he hung his head and went into the dressing room.
"Why do you hate the way I dress?" he asked from the dressing room.
"I don't hate the way you dress Roger. I love you. You just need a little help." she said laughing as he came out of the dressing room wearing new black jeans and the same tank top. "See, was that so hard?" she asked looking at him.
"Why don't you like when I wear torn clothes?" he asked looking down at the jeans she gave him.
"Why do you insist on wearing torn clothes?" she laughed looking through the rack for a button down shirt.
"It's my style." he insisted looking down at her.
"Roger, you're 29 years old. Ripped clothes are out. Here, put this on." she said smiling at him as she handed him a maroon shirt.
"I know Taye. And no one dresses me like you do." he said smiling down at her as he put the shirt she gave him on.
"You look incredible Baby." she said leaning up to kiss him.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're only saying that because you're getting your way." he teased sweeping her into his arms.
"You could be right Baby." she said laughing as he kissed her again.