I'm just getting Ryan and Taylor ready for the drama coming ahead which is why most of these chapters are just filler. I guess they go a step further in this one though.

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Chapter 14

I wake up in Ryan's arms. He's still sleeping. His alarm is going off. It's 6 am. We have to get to school. "Ry." I rub gently on his bare chest. He stirs only pulling me closer into his body. "No, Taylor." He whines keeping his eyes shut tightly. "You have to get up." I pull my hand through his hair. "Let's not go. Just stay here all day." He groans.

"We can't do that…" I say wishing with everything in me that we could. "Yes we can. I can get a sub." He says. I'm about to say yes when the alarm starts going off again. "We can't." I say trying to push him away from me. It's not working. He's pulling me tighter to him.

"Please…" He's begging. It's so cute. Then he pulls me on top of him and hugs me close to his body. I'm right where I belong. "Come on, baby." I urge kissing his chest gently. He responds by moving his hands up and down my back.

"With you doing that there is no way I am getting up." He laughs at me. "Well I guess you can call in sick. You know, so we could just stay in bed all day. Or we can go check on that house." I put my chin on his chest. "Yeah, sounds good." He smiled reaching over for phone.

I kissed down his chest as he talked to someone from the school. He kept giving me an evil glare once I reached his belly button. He made up some excuse telling them that he needed to stay home because Marissa needed him or something that was a complete lie.

"So not fair." He said pulling me back up his body. "I thought it was." I laughed placing my hands on either side of his face. "You hungry?" He asked turning me over to where I was on my back and he was on top of me. I shook my head no. I had lost my appetite since I lost the baby. I barely ate anything and when I did it was very little. "Good." He says and reaches his head down to attack my lips with his.

The kiss starts out slow. Then I feel his tongue trying to break threw my lips. I open my mouth slightly letting his tongue enter. If he doesn't stop caressing my thigh with his hand then I'm not so sure I'm going to be able to stop him or me from going any further. I can't let that happen. Not yet. His hand is getting closer. I'm freaking out. I break away from this kiss and grab his hand.

"No." I say pulling it back up towards my face. He groans then his lips are back on mine. Now his hand is on my chest. He has to stop touching me. I can't let him touch me like that. "Ryan, you can't…we can't…" I break away again searching into his eyes that have somehow turned a little darker. He nods and places a small kiss on my forehead before rolling off of me. I can tell I got him worked up. Obviously.

"I need a shower." I say smiling over at him. He's groan's again.

"Thinking about me naked?" I laugh crawling over him to get out of the bed. "You have no idea." He says huskily grabbing my arm and pulling me in for one more kiss.

"Maybe you should take one first. You know…a cold one." I giggle.

"Take one with me?" He raises an eyebrow at me. Oh God. That look in his eyes. Pure lust. He wants me. I can see it. But can I trust him? Can I trust that if we do this huge step that he's not just going to use me for sex? Can I trust that he won't go running back to his wife after he gets what he wants out of me? I don't know how to answer all of these questions in my head. He's licking his lips staring at me. "It can't be cold." I say grabbing his arm and pulling him into his bathroom with me.

"For someone who doesn't want to do anything you are sure initiating it." He looks frustrated after he closes the door behind us. He leans one hand against the sink to get a grip on himself.

"I want it, Ryan. I really really do but…I'm scared. What if I'm not good enough and then you decide that Marissa is better and go running back to her. I'm scared you're only in this to get into my pants and I know I shouldn't be because I know you're not that type of person…but I was abused Ryan. You can't expect me to just jump into this not scared." I'm rambling. He's just watching me. I can't read his eyes, that's really bothering me.

"I don't expect you to, Taylor. Do you think I'm not scared? I'm fucking terrified. You are this 17 year old girl and I am totally and insanely attracted to you in more ways than one. I could get into so much trouble over this but it doesn't matter. Nothing matters as long as I can see you and touch you. If you don't want to do anything, we won't. Not until you're ready. I'm not going to run back to Marissa because if I really loved her would I be here with you right now? Would I be wanting a future with you and I've barely known you a month? No. You know it took me three years to decide to marry Marissa and I still wasn't sure I loved her." He's never talked so much. He's just as scared as I am. For different reasons but he's still scared.

"Do you love me?" I don't know why I asked. We already had this discussion but maybe in the past few days he had really decided. I'm not sure what to believe about love. I want to believe in it. I really do. I know if I stay with Ryan like this then I will know what love is. That's scares the shit out of me. Knowing that love could be real. Then once I'm in it something bad will happen and all of this time spent falling for him will mean nothing. I'll be devastated and he'll move on. People don't just want to stay with me. He'll get what he wants and he'll leave. To be honest I think I want to risk it. All of it. Even if it's just to be with Ryan for a little bit. At least I'll be with him.

"Make love to me, Ryan Atwood." I think my words surprise him. I know they are sure surprising me right now. I never thought I'd say that. He never even responded to my question about him loving me. But it doesn't matter. I don't need to hear those words. Not now, not yet. He's not answering me. He's just staring. I suddenly feel embarrassed.

"Oh God, you don't want to. I'm sorry. I should go…" I try to leave but his hand is catching my arm. I look back at him and before I can even responds he has me pushed up against the closed door. He breaks away as if he's going to ask me something. I place my finger on his lips.

"If you ask me if I'm sure then we are going to stop this right now. Because yes, Ryan I am very sure."