Me and him and a chest bean  burrito part 1; Taylor and Glen
Taylor played with her long dark brown hair. Glaring over at her fiancé, who was laying on their soft bedsheets. He had his warm brown almond eyes  Focused on his phone.
She made her way to their soft gray bedsheets. Laying down on the bed, with, him.
“Hi” She said laying her head on his strong shoulder. Laying a kiss on his  scruffy  stubble.
“Tomorrow” he told her graving her hand.
Their eyes met. Taylor’s dark Diamond eyes met, Glen’s warm brown eyes. “We’re going to get married” She him. “Yeah” Glen said.
“At 5” Taylor said to him. “Yeah” he added
“And I’ll met you at the court house after work” She added in her sexy Mexican accent. “Yeah” he said.
“And we’re then, going to drive all the way to The beach” She told him. “Of course” he said to her.
Taylor pulled her long wavy black hair back in a high style bun.
“I love you” he whisperers to her looking at the beautiful  Hispanic  goddess laying across from him.
Taylor calm down her  anxiety by hearing him simply tell her ‘I love you’. “I amor you to” She said to him laying back down next him curling up.
Closing her dark dark  chocolate brown eyes. 
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Taylor opened her dark warm kind chocolate eyes again. Glen wasn’t in slight. Taylor touch her stomach. Feeling ill again like every morning.
Taylor remember the reason why their getting married so early. Glen and her’s baby. It was for their baby. Taylor Thought while brushing her teeth. She thought about how their going to  raise their child. If they’d look more like Glen or Taylor.
Taylor  spit out her pasty water from her mouth. Taylor looked in the mirror to see her pearly pearly whites.
She against the wooden dark oak flooring. Walking back to her closet.
Stripping off her light purple shirt. Pulling over her pure white lace spaghetti strapped shirt. Pulling up her right  denim pants.
Taylor slipped her brown flats.
Taylor reached up on the top shelf. Pulling down her big black suitcase. Laying it on the  carpet flooring.
Rolling it out of her small  apartment lugging it back down the plain ugly elevator.
She wasn’t alone in the ugly elevator. Their was a tall skinny white man. Taller their Glen or Taylor. Taylor has seen him around. He mostly scared Taylor he just seemed off. Then their was a short brown eyed, black haired woman. She stared at her bright pink phone case.
Taylor still waited for the ugly old elevator to ding. She kept looking at the elevator door waiting. She never had been so eager to go to work still now. She never was so eager to wait in her younger sister, Denisse old 1997  Nissan still today.
As long as she got to her handsome fiancé at the end of the day.
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