Taylor Hill Age Novels & Stories

I asked, observing Taylor’s gaze fixed on her. “Yeah, it’s okay. Maybe she forgot. After all, it’s her birthday,” Taylor let slip, quickly closing his mouth. “What? It’s her birthday? She didn’t tell me,” I exclaimed, a touch of disappointment in my voice. She should have shared such an important detail with me. Taylor rolled his eyes in response. “She didn’t want to celebrate. Please don’t mention that I spilled the beans in front of you. I asked her out, but she seemed lost,” Taylor explained with a sigh.

At least, not yet. "It's something I think about. It's a physically demanding thing, so no, probably not. And for your next question, no, I'm not sure what I'll do after." "Do you mind if I ask how old you are, Taylor?" "Twenty-five, sir." "And what would be the dream?" "Making a career out of my art. I never really thought it possible, but after this weekend, maybe. I just, I don't know." "So you did well, then?"

"Twenty-two, beeyotch. See? Only four years younger." "Are you seriously showing me, a teacher, your fake ID?" I squinted at it. "Nicole M. Inaj. My god." "Oh come off it, already. I pass for twenty-two no problem. Never been caught." Taylor snorted suddenly. "Oh shut up. So once or twice I had to flash a bouncer my tits, but still, I got in, didn't I?" Her sister shook her head, muttering, "Classy as fuck, Abs."

Rex grumbled but it was barely audible. “Sir, today’s papers arrived early and there is a very interesting topic on the headlines.” Taylor told him and dropped the folded newspaper next to his coffee for him to read when he is sober. She then went to complete her daily tasks, Taylor was in her early thirties, she is a chubby and tall woman who works as Rex's personal chef and housekeeper. “Where is she?” Rex asked her. “Who sir?” Taylor asked, wiping her hand with a kitchen napkin.

Taylor shifts on his feet, and I can see it makes him uncomfortable, but he doesn’t get mad. “Mace,” he clips to correct her. “Right,” Briar giggles. “And you should know we’re 21 since you both showed up to our party at the beach house. Uninvited.” “We live next door; we’re always invited.” Taylor responds this time. I hate him. His voice is low and gravelly, and just when I think he can’t get hotter, he does something like talk and my panties try to melt.

Nicholas POV: "What else?" "Since her mother's death, she was in the custody of her stepfather, Oliver, until she turned eighteen. He's a truck driver, and from what we can tell, is often on the road. They have a rental residence, but it appears that Miss Taylor has no blood relatives in the area." My mind focused on one phrase. "Until she turned eighteen?" Virgil shifted in his seat, his expression guarded. "Yes, she's nineteen. Her birthday is in a few months."

Several images posted online captured Riley’s beautiful smile, the two laughing and seemingly familiar with each other. [Green eyes, with the cutest smile, blonde hair? The description matches! This is Taylor’s girlfriend, and it looks like they’re getting married soon!] [Oh, my god, she may be older, but she’s so gorgeous!] [No better way than to take his girlfriend out on a date in the city of love!] Many greatly opposed Taylor’s supposed relationship. They expressed that Taylor was better off with a younger woman! [Why is he wasting his youth on an older woman? She looks like what? In her thirties?]

“Come here, please.” Liam walked over, standing beside Kayla, looking down at Taylor with concern. “I’m here, Mrs. Taylor,” he said. Taylor shook her head slightly. “Call me Taylor,” she said. “We’re past formalities now. There’s something I need to say. Something I should have said a long time ago. Thirty years, to be exact.” Kayla frowned, looking from her mother to Liam. “What is it, Mom? What do you need to say?”

Isabelle says through the phone. "She can come in," I reply before I set the phone down once again. I hear my door open and Taylor walks in. She's absolutely beautiful, but I don't think she knows it. She's taller than me, around 5'8. Her long auburn hair is naturally curly and goes to the middle of her back. Her eyes are a bright green and she has freckles all across her cheeks. "It's wonderful to meet you Taylor," mom says and it looks as if Taylor's eye pop out of her head.