Troy decided that he would go to New York with Gabriella since he had been put on suspension, and because they couldn't stand to be away from each other any longer. Troy and Gabriella promised Tory that on one of the days off they would take her down to Six Flags Great Adventure. Tonight, Gabriella was finishing up filming for the night and Troy was on the phone with Taylor who had begrudgingly stayed home because of her stress level.
"We're about to head back to the hotel, Taylor... Yes, Dominic is here... I've got everything you sent me from your Blackberry. I'm taking good care of her. You don't have to worry." He pulled the phone away from his ear when she started yelling at him for pushing her best friend away. Gabriella hadn't told her that they were back together. That was ok. She hadn't had time.
"Listen, Taylor," he said, putting the phone back to his ear, "if you really understood half of what was–" But she cut him off again, telling him she understood more than he would ever know.
He knew that was more than likely true. Not only did she have Gabriella telling her things for the most part, she had Chad as well. "I promise you, Taylor. Things between Gabriella and me are good, ok," he told her, breaking her off this time.
He never was one to let Taylor McKessie walk all over him, even if she was his best friend's wife now. He would tell her that he and Gabriella had worked things out, but that was something Gabriella should tell him. She told him to keep track of the tour again and he nodded.
"I have things under control. You just take care of my nephew and keep Chad in line, and everyone will be happy. Bye."
He shook his head and ended the call, putting the phone away, turning to see Tori sitting on a speaker talking to Dominick. He was sure they would still be alright for a while and Dominick knew how to find him if Tori needed him, so Troy went to see if Gabriella was finished yet. When he got up to the set, he saw Gabriella walking toward her trailer, seven inch heels and nothing on but a robe. She had a bathing suit on underneath and he was sure she freezing cold.
Troy watched as she walked off, pulling at his pants and shifting slightly. His cock was stiffening and aching to be inside of her, even as she was walking away from him and he watching her tight ass, he wanted her even more. He longed for her. He could go in and join her in her dressing room for a little quickie before they headed back to the hotel, but he was sure she was tired. He could tell by the way she walked. She was exhausted. He was sure all she wanted was to go back to the hotel and get some rest. Tomorrow was her day off and they had promised Tori Six Flags, so Gabriella would want to sleep tonight.
He followed her into her dressing room and she jumped when the door opened. Grabbing her chest, and keepnig the robe wrapped around her body, she let go a heavy sigh when she realized who it was. How tired she was was written all over her face. Shutting the door behind him, he walked over to her, letting her step into his arms. She was so grateful that things were better between them. She knew what he was doing was real and that he wanted to make her feel better.
"I just wanna sleep," she mumbled into his chest.
"Let me help you get dressed," he said, rubbing her back softly, "and we'll go."
Looking up at him, she pushed some hair back from her face. "Where's Tori?"
Smiling down at her, he kissed her forehead. "Talking to Dominick."
That set her mind at ease. She trusted Dominick with her life. If Tori wasn't with Troy, she couldn't think of anyone else here she'd rather her daughter be with. If Taylor was here with them, she knew Taylor would watch after her. Troy helped Gabriella get dressed and they exited the trailer, heading for where Troy had seen Tori and Dominick. Tori was falling asleep, so Troy picked her up into his arms and held her there as Dominick lead them all to the limo. The three of them sat in the back and Dominick sat up front as usual. Troy loved holding both of his girls in his arms, and for once, there was nothing bad between him and Gabriella.
They arrived at the hotel about fifteen minutes later and Dominick was opening the door for them. There were dozens of screaming girls and Troy looked around after standing out after Gabriella.
"Shouldn't you all be home in bed?" he muttered to himself, not expecting an answer when they woke up Tori, shocking her straight up in Troy's arms. He knew Gabriella always had fans waiting for her everywhere she went, but over the last few days they'd been their in New York, they were there to see Tori as well, screaming her name now. Troy was definitively going to have to discuss alternate entry and exit routes with Dominick. He knew Tori was enjoying all of this, eating it up actually, but when they woke her up while she was sleeping, Troy didn't like that.
Troy wrapped his arm around Gabriella as Tori popped her head up over Troy's shoulder, tiredly waving at everyone. Dominick ushered them into the hotel and toward the elevator. He pressed the button to go up and the doors opened and he let them step in ahead of him. Tori looked over at Dominick, talking to him in Spanish while Troy turned to Gabriella, whispering.
"She needs his sleep, babe."
She nodded, wrapping her arms around him, resting her head against his chest. "After we eat something, we all do."
He smiled leaning down and pressing his lips to the top of her head. She turned her head to him, smiling softly.
"Thank you for everything, Troy."
He smiled down at her, rubbing her back gently. "You don't have to thank me, babe. Tori is having a blast!"
Gabriella laughed slightly, lifting her hand to run it through her baby girl's hair. "The fans love her."
Tori turned her head, yawning, laying her head back on Troy's chest. "Can we do this every day?"
Troy laughed, shaking his head. He didn't mind if his daughter wanted to grow up and become an actress like his mama or whatever she wanted to do. One way or the other, he wanted her to wait until she grew up. For one thing, he wanted her to wait until she graduated.
"Not every night, Princess. That's your mama's limelight. But maybe if she wants to, she can share it with her some nights."
Tori looked over at her mama, eyes big. "Lots of nights?"
Gabriella giggled. "We'll see, Tori," she told her, rubbing her back as the door opened and Dominick let them walk out ahead of him toward their suite.
Troy walked down the hall toward their door telling Dominick good night.
"Noches, Nicky," Gabriella called without looking back at him, her arms wrapped around her family.
Troy took the key out of his pocket and Tori sat up in his arms. "Can I unlock it?" she asked, looking down at her daddy.
Troy nodded and sat Tori down on her feet, handing her the keycard. Tori smiled excitedly and put the key in the door, pulling it out. She turned to hand the key back to Troy and Tori opened the door.
"Good job, Angel."
Tori smiled proudly and pushed the door in. "Can I get chicken fingers and fries and a Mountain Dew?"
Troy shut the door behind them, shaking his head. "I don't think so. You have a Mountain Dew, you'll either be up all night because of the caffeine or be up all night pissing. How about juice?"
Tori looked over at her mama. "Realmente?"
Gabriella nodded her head, keeping her face firm, agreeing with Troy. "Sí, Tori. A small juice is probably best. We'll have a big breakfast in the morning and you can have whatever you want to drink then. Promise you."
Tori glared, pulling her DS out of her pocket, grumbled and walked out of the entry way. Gabriella shook her head and walked past Troy to get the phone.
"Do you know what you'd like?"
He grabbed her arm, tugging her back toward him and pulling her into his arms. She came against him with a slight moan, looking up into his eyes. "We have to get dinner ordered, Troy."
Her voice came out weak and she knew she didn't want to move, but if she didn't, she wouldn't be able to, and none of them would be eating anytime soon. Troy let his hands move down over her ass.
"There's a lot we can do while room service prepares our meals."
Gabriella fought the urge to close her eyes. "T..."
Smirking down at her, he pulled her more against his rigid body. "Come on, baby. You know you want to."
Gabriella blushed, biting her lip slightly, breathing deeply. "T..."
He chuckled slightly playing with her hair. "Well, at least you haven't forgotten my name."
Blushing more, she playfully hit at his chest. "T, stop it!"
Troy groaned against her ear, moving her slowly backward until she was pressed between him and the wall. "Are you saying you don't want me?"
Gabriella whimpered, closing her eyes, her voice barely coming out in a whisper, "More than you know..."
Troy smiled, letting his lips trail over her neck. "Then why not a little release before dinner?"
Gabriella bit her lip, keeping a soft moan from escaping. "Go see Tori. I'll order dinner," her breathing deep. "What did you want?" she asked, her hands bracing on the wall behind her."
He kissed her forehead. "What you get is good for me, babe."
She nodded, swallowing as she looked back up at him.
"I love you," he whispered, kissing her forehead as he shifted in his pants before stepping away from her. "I'll be with Tori. Don't take too long," he told her, winking at her before heading into the main area of the suite.
Gabriella laid her hand on her chest, breathing deeply, her heart racing in her chest. She walked in to the master bedroom, sitting on the bed as she picked up the phone. Leaning her head back against the headboard, she closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down. The kitchen help answered the phone as she jumped slightly.
"Yes, I'd like to make a few orders to be sent up to my suite... We need an order of chicken fingers and fries. And a small juice... Sí, por favor... Sí... y enchiladas. Dos platos, por favor. House salad. Croutons, raisins, bacon, an assortment on the side, por favor. And an assortment of dressings on the side too. And a red wine, por favor?"
She didn't drink much, but maybe she'd make an exception tonight. She knew Troy was a beer guy for the most part, but it might help them both sleep so she thought she'd order the red.
"That's all. Gracias."
She hung up the phone and looked at the door. Standing up off the bed, she walked back out to the main area of the suite where she saw Troy and Tori sitting on the couch. Tori was showing him how to play her game. Gabriella leaned over the back of the couch between them. Troy looked up at her.
"Food on it's way?"
She nodded down at him and he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down between them and she screamed.
Tori laughed, leaning back on the couch. "Whoa! What are you doing? I'm going to go to my room if you two are going to play around in here."
Troy shook his head, holding Gabriella tightly against him. "No, sweetie. That's ok. You stay out here and open the door when room service gets here."
Tori's eyes widened when Troy suggested that and she nodded quickly. "Sí, Daddy! I will!"
Troy ran his fingers softly through a lock of his daughter's hair before picking Gabriella up into his arms and standing up.
"Can I watch TV?" Tori asked, looking up at them as Troy walked around the couch.
"Go ahead, Princess."
Tori jumped up and grabbed the remote, plopping back down on the couch and turning it on as Troy carried Gabriella out of the room toward the bedroom.
"You're gonna get what you wanted, aren't you?" she whispered against his ear as they walked into the room and he kicked the door shut behind them.
"I don't hear you protesting."
She shook her head. "I think I should call Nicky and have him come down to the door, just so Tori doesn't open the door to any strangers."
Troy nodded, setting her down on the bed, picking up the phone. "I got it," he said, dialing Dominick's room number.
"Hey, Dominick. Could you do us a favor?.. We're waiting for room service and we told Tori she could wait for the door by herself. We were just wondering if you could come stand by the door and make sure that she doesn't open the door to any strangers... Thanks, man. We appreciate it." Troy hung up the phone and turned back to Gabriella. "All taken care of."
Troy pulled off his shirt and leaned over her, smiling down into her breathtakingly beautiful brown eyes. Pushing her to lay to lay down onto the bed, he pressed his body against hers. She spread her legs for him and her nightgown fell down past her thighs, his cock pressing against her panties. They had both missed each other more than either of them could tell the other, but they knew they didn't have enough time to show the other just how much they had missed each other. They would have to wait until Tori was in bed and the food was gone... Well, at least until Tori was in bed. That last part was optional.
Gabriella lifted her legs slightly, wrapping them around Troy's waist, pulling him closer. Gabriella started to whimper. Usually, very strong and she kept herself held together very well, but when he started touching her, she turned to jelly in his hands and he loved it. His hands sliding up under her silky nightgown and she lifted her body off the bed to press against his more. Even a quickie wasn't going to be enough time. She knew they always put a rush on her orders and their food would be up before they would even be close to reaching climax.
He had just tossed off her nightgown and was pulling at her panties when they heard a knock at the door. They both looked up when Tori called in, opening the door. Troy quickly grabbed one of the large pillows off the bed, as Gabriella sat up, hugging it around her body and Troy sat up beside her, wrapping his arm around her
Tori looked at the two of them with a funny face before slowly speaking, "Food is here."
Troy nodded, hugging Gabriella close to him. "Thank you, Princess."
Tori narrowed her eyes on them. "Were you two having sex?"
Gabreilla bit her lip hard and Troy shook his head. "No, Tori. We weren't having sex."
They weren't really having sex. Not yet, anyway. Theyd explain sex to him some day, but now wasn't the time. "We'll be out soon. Go ahead and start eating your chicken strips."
Tori smiled brightly, nodding and leaving the room, shutting the door behind her.
Gabriella buried her head in the pillow, cursing softly, "Mio dios!"
Troy kissed the side of her head. "It's ok. Someday we'll talk to her about sex, but tonight's not that night."
She looked up at him, shaking her head. "Oh, please no! She's already asking too many questions I'm not ready for."
He laughed, kissing her soft lips. "We won't. I promise." He kissed her again, rubbing her arms. "Go ahead. Get your nightgown back on and we'll go out and eat with our daughter."
Gabriella smiled, kissing his cheek softly. "Go out with her. I'll be right out."
Troy nodded, picking up his tank he had taken off with his shirt and pulled it back on before kissing the top of her head. "Don't take too long, babe."
She shook her head. "I'll be right out, baby," she said, smiling up at him. He nodded and ran his fingers through her hair before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Troy walked out into the main area of the suite, sitting down at the table with Tori, caressing the top of her head. Tori was eating one of the enchilada's Gabriella had ordered.
"What happened to eating chicken strips?"
Tori looked up at her daddy, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. "I saw these and they looked better."
Troylaughed. "Yeah, they do look good, don't they? Don't worry about it. We can all eat whatever is on the table. A little of everything."
Tori smiled and continued eating the enchilada. Troy picked up a dressing and started to pour it on the salad, it already had toppings on it. Putting the dressing down, he picked up a fork and started to eat. He heard the door open and looked up to see Gabriella walk out of the bedroom. Smiling over at her, he sat back, patting his knee.
"I have a seat right here for you, Mama!"
She giggled slightly, walking over to him. "Don't you think I should sit on a chair?"
Troy looked at the table. "Only two chairs."
Tori laughed, leaning back in her chair. "Yeah, Mama. Only two chairs."
Gabriella giggled more, shaking her head at the two of them. "This is a conspiracy, you two. Ganging up on me!"
Troypulled her down on his lap. "Well, maybe we should do something to change that."
Gabriella blinked, not looking back at Troy, but looking straight forward at Tori.
"How, Daddy?" Tori asked. "I like ganging up on Mama!"
Troy laughed, shaking his head. "We can't gang up on her forever, can we, Angel?"
Tori seriously thought about that for a while and Troy kissed Gabriella's shoulder as she picked up the thousand island dressing to put it on her salad. The toppings were already on her salad, so she thought Troy must have put them on for her.
"I was thinking maybe Mama and I could think about having another baby, hopefully we could have a girl. What do you think about that?"
Gabriella put the salad dressing down, closing her eyes. She wasn't ready for this conversation. She had made the horrible decision not to raise Tori and now Troy was asking her to have another baby. She didn't even know how to be a mother. She was actually scared. Literally scared to be a mother. She didn't know how to be one. She didn't know how she would be one. Sure, she'd been one for about a week now, but what if she messed up? What if she couldn't be one to a baby?
Picking up her fork, she stabbed a heaping helping of salad and toppings onto it and stuffed her mouth so she didn't have to answer, at least not right away. But as soon as she took the bite, she knew she wasn't going to be able to answer. Not now anyway. She could feel it happening. Her tongue and throat was immediately starting to itch. After a while, they would start to swell. She wasn't breathing easily either.
Dropping the fork, she gripped the Troy's hand, trying to focus. She knew she had to stay calm. If she didn't, she would scare Tori. She might even scare Troy. He'd seen her go through a nut allergy once, long time ago when they were in high school, but it had been years ago. She hadn't had an EpiPen back then, and the school had just called 911 at the time.
"Ep..." She tried to speak, trying to tell him to get her EpiPen out of her purse, but it was so hard to speak. "Pur..." She was trying so hard. "Nck..."
Her mouth was so numb, trying to tell him to call Nick. He knew what to do. She had trained him how to use her Epipen. She should have trained Troy, but she hadn't even thought about it. "Ep...pen... Prrrss."
She just hoped he understood. She couldn't breathe, and if she didn't get the EpiPen soon and get to the hospital, she wouldn't be breathing at all.