As our car drew closer to the hotel Zac became increasingly quiet. His facial expressions tightened and he grit his teeth. I couldn’t help but feel fear. What was he going to do? What if Zac’s emotions get the better of him, who would end up hurt? Probably Zac. Or was I making false presumptions? Just because Zac seemed angry and irritable didn’t mean he was going to just jump on Taylor and beat him to the ground. If he wasn’t going to beat him, then they would talk. Talk. No! What if Taylor told Zac that I liked being with him?! I couldn’t deny it, I knew my true expressions could never hide from Zac.

I trembled inside as the elevator took us to the sixth floor where their rooms were. Zac stepped firmly as he approached his room and confidently, however with a straight face, threw the door open. I trailed behind him wincing all the way, knowing nothing good was about to come. Isaac was in the main room when we entered.

“Hey guys!” Isaac said rather jubilantly as he devoured a jelly doughnut. Zac walked right past him and down the short hallway to the bedroom. I slowly followed him giving Isaac a nervous half smile as we passed. I stopped in the doorway. Taylor was in the corner of the room smoothing out creases in one of his shirts when Zac approached him. Taylor looked oblivious to Zac’s angry expression.

“What’s going on?” Zac’s voice was definitely angry. Taylor still looked bewildered. Zac raised his voice higher, “What happened between YOU and SAM?” My heart was thumping on the walls of my arteries like it would burst through at any moment. Taylor became increasingly nervous as his eyes wandered around the room for an answer. He put the shirt he was fixing down and strided past Zac, who at this point steamed like a boiling kettle of water for tea. Taylor, on the other hand, became more nonchalant about the whole thing. I sensed he was hiding something. Taylor slowly sat himself down on the edge of the bed, clasped his hands together and put them to his mouth as if trying to warm them.

“I’m sorry,” Taylor slapped his hands down on his knees, “I don’t know what I was thinking.”

Zac became a little less angry, but a little more upset, “Tay, why? Why did you do that?”

Tay’s eyes became sincere, he glanced at me and sighed, “I was jealous.”

“So you’re telling me that you have a crush on my girlfriend?” Zac seemed kinda pissed.

“No,” Taylor said firmly. His tone almost stung me as if I wasn’t good enough for him to have a crush on, but then his sincerity kicked in again, “I’m not jealous of you Zac because you’re dating Sam, I’m jealous of both of you for what you two have made, together. I mean, I’m much more experienced than you Zac,” Zac’s face blushed a bit and he turned to see if I’d heard that, Taylor continued, “yet I’ve never met someone I’ve really clicked with, the way you and Sam click. I’ve seen the fire in your eyes when you look at her, you two are so freaking happy when you’re together, you’d make anyone jealous who’s never felt that kind of love before and anyone who has felt it glows in the thought of it.”

We were both taken a back a little by Taylor’s perception. Zac didn’t quite know what to say next, he froze, still blushing. My mind was drifting elsewhere. Everything seemed to be unraveling, but I still didn’t feel fulfilled.

“I kissed Sam,” Taylor broke the silence again, “because I thought that maybe if I did, I don’t know, that I’d feel it too. Plus I mean, no offense, but Sam, you’ve been looking pretty hot lately.” My face turned beat red. I was not expecting that one.

“Don’t push it Tay,” Zac pleaded.

“Listen. It’s not going to happen again, I’ll just go back into my lonely little world. Maybe I’ll meet someone, maybe I won’t. No, I probably won’t,” Taylor was obviously giving us a half truth and half guilt trip. I decided to just give my best offer to end the whole talk and move on.

“Maybe,” I began, “Zac and I can help you find someone?” I approached the brothers, both now on the bed. Zac’s face looked warily at me questioning if he wanted to be a part of it. I sat down on Zac’s left knee and brushed his hair over to one side.

He gave in, “Yeah, we could do that.”

“Then it’s settled,” I said, “next time you’re in town my goal will be to find you the perfect date! Is that ok?” I realized I hadn’t asked if Taylor was in for it yet.

“Sounds like a plan,” Taylor smiled and we high-fived on it. Taylor looked to Zac, “Are we cool man?” Taylor extended his hand to Zac.

Zac stared at the hand for a moment and looked up to me, I urged him on eagerly with my eyes, “Yeah,” Zac took Tay’s hand.

“Hey Tay,” Isaac strolled in licking the jelly of his fingers, “Ashley needs you to see something.”

“I’m coming,” Taylor got up, gave us a little wave and exited after Ike.

I got off Zac’s lap to collapse on the now vacant bed, “Ahh, I’m so glad that’s over!”

“Yeah,” Zac said flatly. His tone made me curious and I wondered if the situation really was over. I guess I had a lot just taken off my mind and didn’t think about what was still there. It wasn’t over yet. I still hadn’t come clean about the whole thing. But if I did, what would that mean for me and Zac?