Let Me See Your Poker Face
I could see her looking at me from the corner of my eye. It was like, after 2.5 years I could suddenly see what everyone was talking about, she truly did look at me differently than anyone else and I was so happy I was finally noticing. I stared back at her deeply from over my deck of cards letting my lips flutter into a smile across my cheeks. She was sitting so still and looked so concentrated I couldn't help notice how adorable and innocent she looked. Honest, and young, something I was certain people didn't see when they looked at my features.
"Fuck, Taylor I can't teach you my poker face when you're looking at me like that!" I laughed before folding my cards in front of me defeated. I flicked my fingers through my poker chips playfully as Taylor folded her cards in and out of her hands.
"That's just like a woman, end the game just as I would have won. " She said with spite in her tone.
"Oh, whatever girl! Come on, lets get out of here, I know an adorable little bistro downtown that I think you'd love." She softened quickly standing up and getting her things before I had even shifted in my chair. She was such an eager, jumpy little thing but I loved it about her. I clumsily slipped my heels and coat on before placing a gentle peck on the top of her brown roots. I longed to see her hair turn brown, to see her as Taylor and not Piper but she was beautiful either way, and I knew she too would rather my natural hair, but it didn't matter... We lusted after each other anyways. Keeping quiet to the public was getting more and more challenging too, but we were determined not to tell anyone until we were ready.
We slipped out the door into the crisp winter air and were met with at least a dozen camera flashes. I made a pretty amusing attempt to swoop her under my coat but being as she is nearly as tall as me we both just ended up stumbling and laughing. I turned to face her and said plainly: "Okay, sorry Taylor Fuck this! let's give them something to write about." She looked at me puzzled before leaning in and kissing me hard on the lips. I reciprocated quickly hands flying through her hair in haste. It felt a little bit wrong but I kind of liked her sudden voyeuristic nature and I could only imagine how much the cameras were loving it.
"I can't wait to read the magazines next week! Ha!" Taylor squeaked as we walked briskly toward the Bistro.
"Me either babe, I'm glad everyone's going to know that I heart you." She looked and me amorously before kissing me softly.
"I hate you too." She said playfully before we walked in and took our seats. It didn't matter anymore that I couldn't stop staring at her and that was a fantastic feeling. I just hoped we could keep it professional on screen!