Rocket It Off

Chapter 31

As the following day comes, Taylor finds herself humming a new melody while sitting in the studio, her mind filled with inspiration. The scent of fresh coffee fills the air, a welcome accompaniment to her creative process. Suddenly, her secret phone buzzes, snapping Taylor out of her musical reverie. She picks it up and her heart skips a beat as she sees Elon's name on the screen.

Curiosity piqued, Taylor eagerly opens the message, and her eyes widen at the sight of Elon's morning selfie. There he is, with a dashing smile, sunlight pouring through the window to accentuate his features, and Whisket the kitten perched on his shoulder. Taylor can't help but let out an audible "aww" as her heart melts at the adorable sight.

She quickly types back a response filled with affectionate emojis, unable to contain her own excitement. "Good morning, handsome! Whisket is stealing the show with that cuteness overload. Miss you already. Can't wait for our next secret adventure together."

Her fingers dance across the screen as she shares her excitement about the new music she's working on. Elon responds with words of encouragement, expressing his unwavering support for her artistic endeavors. The text conversation flows effortlessly, filled with tender moments, laughter, and plans for their next rendezvous.

Hours pass, and Taylor immerses herself in her work, fueled by the notion that her connection with Elon is alive and flourishing. It's as if their secret affair adds a touch of magic to her music, infusing it with a depth and passion that she had never experienced before.

In the midst of her creative pursuit, Taylor receives a surprise video call from Elon. She takes a deep breath, her heart racing, and swipes the screen to answer. There he is, with that familiar mischievous grin and eyes that hold the promise of countless adventures.

"Hey, beautiful. Just wanted to say hi and see your face," Elon says, his voice filled with warmth and longing. Taylor's cheeks flush, and she can't help but smile back.

"Well, hello there, mysterious stranger. I must say, seeing your face makes my day a hundred times better," Taylor replies, her eyes sparkling with affection. They spend the next few minutes exchanging tender words, sharing snippets of their respective days, and gazing into each other's virtual presence.

As the call comes to an end, Elon's eyes soften, filled with unspoken devotion. "I wish I could be there with you right now."

Taylor's heart swells with a mixture of longing and determination. She knows that they're laying the groundwork for a feeling that will defy all odds, a connection that will stand tall against the scrutiny of the world. They may have to hide their affection for now, but their hearts beat as one, intertwined in a bond that grows stronger with each passing day.

Her heart then fluttered at the sight of him. Even during their busiest days, they both made an effort to connect with each other, to remind themselves of the feeling that stretched between them. "How's everything on your end?"

Elon leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the screen, as if he could see through it and touch Taylor's face. "Busy, as always. But seeing your face makes it all worthwhile," he said, a soft smile spreading across his lips.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, as if they were in the same room, sharing their thoughts and dreams. Time seemed to slip away, and Taylor couldn't help but lose herself in the depths of Elon's gaze. But just as they were engrossed in their talk, Taylor's ears perked up at the sound of approaching footsteps.

Her smile faded, and a hint of panic danced in her eyes. She whispered urgently, her voice barely above a breath, "Elon, I think someone's coming. I have to hang up before they catch us."

Elon's expression turned serious, understanding the situation they found themselves in. "Be careful, Tay," he whispered, concern etching lines on his face. "We'll continue this later, but for now, hang up and hide the phone."