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Taylor knocked on the door to the pool house and then opened it up when she heard a mumbled 'come in'.

"Hey," she said shutting the door behind her.

"Hey," he sat up straighter in bed and smiled at her. "You're early. Dinner's not for a few more hours."

"Actually I wanted to talk to you about something we could do after dinner," Taylor took a seat on the bed next to him.

"Yeah? You want to do something besides hang out with Seth and Summer?"

Taylor nodded, "Yeah. Um, Ryan I love you."

"I know that. I love you, too."

"Good, so we're agreed. We love each other."

"Taylor, are you alright?"

"I'm nervous."

"I see that," Ryan nodded to Taylor's hands, which were currently moving of their own volition.

"Oh," Taylor said as she got up from the bed. "Okay, this isn't easy to say because I'm half afraid that you'll laugh at me."

"Taylor?"

"Okay, here it is. I think you and I should have sex tonight." Taylor said.

Ryan stared at her.

"You're not saying anything. Great. So, this idea obviously repulses you. I'm gonna go and we can just forget that I said anything," Taylor said turning and starting to walk towards the door.

Ryan had never moved so fast in his life. He snagged Taylor around her waist and pulled her back against him.

"Are you sure," he whispered in her ear.

Taylor relaxed into him and nodded her head, "Yes."

"Because you can't take it back, Taylor," he said.

Taylor turned in his arms to look at him, resting her palms on his chest, "I don't want to. I don't want to take back what I said and tomorrow morning, I'm not going to be sorry for what we do tonight."

"We don't have to do it tonight," Ryan said seriously. "I didn't tell you I love you so you'd sleep with me."

Taylor wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her forehead against his, "If I thought for a second that you did, I wouldn't be standing here right now and you wouldn't still be walking upright."

Ryan had to smile. He had no doubt Taylor meant what she said but he still wanted her to be sure of what they were about to do; what she was about to do.

"I lost my virginity in a heartbeat," Ryan started.

Taylor covered his mouth with her hand, smiling, "I don't need, or particularly want, the details and no matter how many times you ask, my answer's not changing. I am sure that I want this to happen and I more than sure that I want it to happen with you."

"Taylor," Ryan started one more time.

"Are you trying to talk me out of it?"

"No," Ryan shook his head. "I just want you to be sure."

"I am, I promise."

"Okay."

"Okay," Taylor tilted her head and gave him a kiss.

"We can't do it tonight," Ryan said when they broke for air.

"Why not," Taylor frowned.

"We have to get up and go to school tomorrow," Ryan said. "That's not exactly what I want our first morning together to be like. I also don't want you sneaking out of here in the middle of the night so we don't get caught tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, not doing it tonight is probably a good idea because before we do, I need to talk to Kirsten," Taylor admitted.

Ryan lifted his forehead from hers, "What?"

"The morning we were in here with the door locked and Seth had Anna in his room, I promised her that when you and I got to the point where sex was coming into play I'd talk to her before we did anything. So, you know, be prepared."

"For?"

"The talk Sandy's going to want to have with you when Kirsten goes to him and tells him that you and I are getting to the point where sex is going to happen between us."

"Do you have to tell her?"

"Ryan, I promised and," Taylor's face wrinkled in thought, "she raised me. She was there when I needed a mom. I can't break my word to her."

Ryan pushed a few strands of her hair from her face, "Yeah I kinda figured that would be your answer."

"I want you to understand something though, and I'll make this clear to her too. I am not asking her permission. I am just telling her what we've been talking about and that it's going to happen soon."

"Soon-ish," Ryan amended. "We're not rushing this and right now you are way too nervous about it for it to be very soon."

"Has anyone ever told you how wonderful you are?"

"Yeah but I don't listen to them. I don't really want to be too conceited."

Taylor giggled and gave him a kiss.

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"You okay," Taylor whispered in Ryan's ear. He'd been acting a little strange all evening.

"Yeah," Ryan nodded, putting an arm around her as they sat on the couch in the living room. Sandy had chased them out of the kitchen, saying that the birthday boy and his girl didn't do dishes tonight.

"Ryan," Taylor gave him a look.

"My mom called today," he admitted quietly.

"Dawn called? When?"

"It was after you went home to get dressed. I really wasn't expecting it," Ryan said quietly.

"How'd she sound?"

"Sober, surprisingly," Ryan said.

Taylor put a hand on his knee and snuggled in a little closer to him, putting her head on his shoulder as he moved his arm so that the crook of his elbow rested on her neck.

"I'm sorry she's not here," Taylor said.

"I'm not," Ryan returned. "I was six the last time we really celebrated my birthday. Tonight was a lot nicer than they normally are, even with Kirsten staring at me all night."

Taylor giggled. "Sorry about that. I told her before I went home that you and I were considering having sex and I guess it weirded her out a little."

"You think," Ryan asked sarcastically picking up one of Taylor's hands and holding it in his. "Did I thank you for my birthday gift?"

"Yes," Taylor nodded.

Taylor had gotten him a book on architecture from around the world and some architecture plans in frames. He'd been touched she'd remembered one of their first conversations. They hadn't even been going out then but she'd remembered him talking about his long ago dream of being an architect.

"Maybe now it doesn't have to be a dream," she said quietly, looking up at him.

"How do you do that," he asked.

"Do what," she looked at him in confusion.

"Read my mind like that," he clarified. "I was just thinking of when I told you that I used to think of being an architect and I was just getting to the point where I was thinking that it didn't have to be a dream and you said it for me."

"I'm very, very good at reading people especially when I love them," she smiled.

"Really?"

"Oh yeah," she nodded. "I've been able to read Seth's mind for years."

"Good to know," Ryan nodded.

"He hates it," Taylor giggled. "He pouts at me whenever I do it."

"Are you going home tonight?"

"I don't have to, but if I don't, I may have to sleep in Seth's room. After our talk this afternoon I think Kirsten may get twitchy if I try to sleep in your room no matter how much I assured her that it wasn't going to happen tonight."

"Right," Ryan nodded.

"But, I would love to fall asleep with you tonight," she snuggled further into him, closing her eyes, pretending that they were in the pool house.

"Think if we fall asleep like this, Kirsten will leave us alone," he asked, putting their hands on his chest above his heart.

"Maybe," she said.

Ryan smiled before he kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes too.

A few moments later they were both sound asleep and when Seth and Summer came in to see what they were doing Seth made a face while Summer smiled and grabbed a blanket. She put it over them and tugged Seth out of the room, shutting off the lights on the way out.

They told Sandy and Kirsten what had happened and while Kirsten wanted to wake them, Sandy convinced her that they'd be okay and that if she was really worried they could leave the door open to appease her because Sandy had faith in Ryan and he doubted that his foster son would go at it with his girlfriend on the couch in the middle of the night where anyone could walk in on them. He wasn't disrespectful and besides all of that, Ryan loved Taylor.

He'd want to make her first time as memorable as possible.