Post by Taylor Caroline Becks on Jul 4, 2013 13:32:29 GMT -5
[/color] Taylor teased with a grin, sticking her tongue out at Damien before hopping out of the car and wrapping her arms around the older man who was already asking questions at a million miles an hour. “How are you, sweetie? What took you two so long? Have you cut your hair again, Taylor?” She could only laugh instead of attempt an answer and then her dad turned to greet Damien. “And you, I see you finally got your act together. Better late than never, I guess.” Taylor’s laugh resonated around the street and when she finally got through the shock of hearing her dad saying something supportive about a relationship rather than grumbling and opening with threats and warnings, she placed her hands on her hips and tried to stare him down like she had done when she was seventeen. The only problem was that the giggles were still getting the better of her! “Dad! You can’t just say things like that!”[/color]To say Taylor was relieved to put these last few months behind her would be a complete understatement. She was seeing this week away from the hospital and New York as a real chance to clear her head of all that negativity and to lock those memories in a box to hopefully forget about. Her dad had been on the phone the night before telling her that he had her favourite snacks in and that he was planning on making this trip a real treat for all of them. Taylor couldn’t help but smile as Captain Becks listed the numerous ideas he had or stories he had heard from the rest of the close knit neighbourhood Taylor had grown up on. She half suspected that he was going all out to celebrate the fact that his daughter had finally picked the one man he trusted; how many father’s actually approved of their daughter’s boyfriend before a relationship happened?
There was no real rush to pack up Damien’s car and drive to Fort Lee, so breakfast came a little later than it would on a work day and Taylor took her time making sure she had everything she wanted in the duffle bag she was taking with her. There were still a few tops and skirts hanging in the family home that she simply didn’t wear in New York, so she didn’t have to pack all that much. All the while she laughed and joked around with Damien, stealing kisses and then swatting him when she got distracted from what she was doing. Once she was sorted and her neighbour had popped over to check about Taylor’s exotic pets, they were ready to leave. The final thing Taylor grabbed were her roller-skates, refusing to give up her frequent morning hobby for just a week; she might have been twenty-six, but that did not stop her from strapping on the elbow pads and seeing how fast she could go.
Within the hour they were coasting down the familiar streets from their childhood, laughing and shouting about memories that they disagreed over. Taylor talked Damien into driving around a little more, just to head past their old high school and hangouts. Despite living so close to the place she grew up in, Taylor rarely made the drive out unless it was to see her dad. And then she just went straight to the house and then made her way back to her Manhattan apartment once it was over. This time, it was a weekend with the families, a few days at the lake and then back to the families for the weekend before heading back to the reality of their New York lives. As they finally pulled up outside Damien’s parent’s house, Taylor noticed her dad rising from the bench on his porch and beginning to cross the lawn to greet them. As impatient as his daughter was stubborn, Captain Becks had probably been sitting out there since before lunch, waiting and watching for the car and the two lovebirds inside it. “Now you get to be on the receiving end of a Captain Becks talk.”
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