“Taylor—” He says, trying to find the best words to use to apologise to her, but she cut him off angrily with her finger.

“This is the last time it is gonna happen.”

“Fine, this will be the last time, then.” He answers, and before she could contemplate the meaning of his words, his lips close on hers, kissing her with passion and abandon and the need which seems to have ruled over him these past years.

She pushes him back, and her hand collides with his face before he can say a word. The slap did sting, but the look on her face does the most havoc on his...