My speech is getting better. I can speak although I statter more than I talk. The therapist said it was good progress given that I haven't talked for almost six years.
The computer in my room is finally working and I can read novels there when I am bored.
"You don't have therapy today?"
I look at the door to find Taylor with a short sleeved shirt and shorts. Did I mention how good and sexy and hot he is? Well he really is and I need to stop thinking of him as hot and sexy. I am just his slave. I nod to answer him and he casually walks in my room. I should really start locking the door, which I actually can't cause he is the owner and probably have key for all room. Scratch that, he has key for all room definitely.
He moves closer and I move away, instinct. He looks at me before sitting on the bed like he owns the place, which he does.
"I want to take you shopping."
Well, that's random. Why would he take me, a slave shopping. I shake my head, I can't have him spend on me when I am here to pay up my father's debts, I hate that dead man with a burning passion.
"You don't want me to take you shopping?"
He asks and I can see his face frowning. That can't be so good. My eyesight must be bad.
"I...I d..don't w....w....want y...you t...to sp....spe....spend o....on m...m...me..."
He chuckled. He must be making fun of my stuttering which is getting better if I do say so myself, which I am.
"Well, you can't wear the same clothes for eternity...now that you can walk and talk...I want you to start dressing more...better."
He says looking at me, I look at myself also and well, I do have a bad sense of fashion. The only thing I wear is sweatpants and shirt which most of the times aren't ironed. Can't blame me. I haven't dressed well for the past six years, I only relied on my mother's choice of clothing which according to her, sweatpants were more comfortable for a person in my state.
"I a...am o...oka..okay."
I say. This is the longest conversation I have heard with Taylor and his voice is something I could listen to the whole day and night and never get tired of it.
"No questions...take a shower and I will take you shopping in the next one hour."
I look at him. He doesn't give me room to urgue so I do what I am asked. I nod and start getting out of bed, on the other side,the one he isnt sitted on which makes him stand up.
"I will come back to in fourty minutes so hurry."
I smile and he smiles to which makes my tummy do few flips, this guy is gorgeous, his smile is very rare to see and me being blessed to see it is a miracle. I walk to the bathroom as I hear the door shut.