"This is where you can stay," Taylor said, opening the door to the spare room.
Shyla smiled. "Thanks, Taylor. I appriate this so much."
"Your welcome - it's nothing," Taylor replied modestly.
"To me, it's everything, Taylor. I don't know anyone else who would do this for me. Your so considerate to my feelings. You don't know how much I need you..." Shyla's voice trailed off, blushing slightly.
Taylor tilted her head with his hand, so she was looking into his eyes, and kissed her sweetly. "I need you too, Shyla."
Shyla's face deepened in colour. She sat on the bed, and grinned. "It's comfy!" She exclaimed.
Taylor laughed and sat next to her. "I'm glad you like it," he said with a wink. "You know... I'm also glad you decided to stay here. I don't know what I'd do if he layed another hand on you."
"Thank you, Taylor. Your the best."
"So are you..." He replied, and kissed her slowly. He layed her down on the bed and began to unbutton her shirt, and Shyla did the same to him. He kissed her neck a couple of times, but stopped himself before it got to carried away. "You're not going to believe this," Taylor told her, "Honestly, I don't really believe it myself, but, um… I don't want to do this."
"You don't want to?" Shyla asked, confused, but her tone shy.
"No," Taylor responded, "I do. God, do I. But for once my raging
hormones aren't going to do all the talking. For once I'm going to do the right thing and… we're not
ready for this, Shyla."
Shyla began to protest, "But I might be ready," she said, "And…"
Taylor placed a finger over her lips. "Listen," he said, "At the risk of sounding like a after school special: when you're really
ready you'll know. And then we'll do this. I mean, we're only sixteen, but I
don't want to fall back on the old 'do now, think later' approach. You want to
know what the really risky thing for me to do is? It's to not go to far, and lord knows it's hard with you. But... Maybe then I'll have some
resemblance of a real relationship." He kissed Shyla softly. "You take all the time you need, because I'll be
here."
"There you go again Taylor," Shyla said with a smile, "The perfect gentleman."
Taylor smiled, and took her hand, kissing it. "When we're ready, okay?"
Shyla nodded, and smiled. "Okay," she said, sealing the deal with a sweet kiss.
