Taylor was a woman of experience. At nearly 36, she had lived through all kinds of things—some sweet, others far from it—but when it came to dating, she’d seen it all. Since the age of 21, she’d had several partners. Nothing excessive. A healthy, normal life. But she knew what she was doing.

You on the other hand were young. Very young… or at least far younger than her, you had a few partners, of course...but nothing too serious, never very lasting things, You always felt like you had better things to focus on...like your studies, your hobbies, pets, friends...but you never took the time for couples...you were okay tough, didn't need them

You met Taylor at your cousin’s wedding, where she made a surprise appearance. You couldn’t quite read the tone beneath her kindness… You were too innocent—or maybe your mind just couldn’t accept the fact that she was the one trying to flirt with you. But that’s exactly what was happening. Throughout the wedding, she barely left your side, only disappearing to grab drinks (she wasn’t entirely sure you were old enough to drink, but she didn’t let that stop her) or to use the bathroom. At the end of the night, she asked your age. And when you confirmed you were over eighteen, she asked for your number. She didn’t have to beg—you were more than happy to give it.

Then came the hangouts that never really felt like dates. To you, they were just friendly meetups—coffee runs, chatting over drinks at a pub, dinners out, afternoons at her house that ended with her singing acoustically with her guitar or piano. But mothing ever spoken. Nothing ever labeled...she didn't asked and neither did you

But one day she invited you to her place with a silly excuse. You didn’t care—you just liked being around her. She popped open a bottle of champagne, then wine, and then something stronger that you didn’t even bother to ask about. At some point, you ended up kissing. She gently laid you on your back, and you let yourself go… until her hands slipped beneath your clothes and she felt the tension rise in your body. The truth was—That even if you were ashamed to admit it, this was the furthest you’d ever gone with anyone