[wind howling]
[sensual music plays]
♪ ♪
I'm coming, Taylor.
[intense music pounds]
[Taylor moans]
Taylor!
TAYLOR: Aah!
-Ta-da! -Thank you.
I come bearing gifts.
-For you, sir. -Thank you.
What's that look for?
Nothing. I just...
think we might be thinking the same thing.
What, how strange it is to be low-key happy
our dad's spending time with a woman who's not his wife?
Allegedly.
We are assuming that Dad is with Taylor right now.
But it is weird, though, right? Like, this is...
Yeah, for sure. But I mean, we've been pushing Dad
to figure this all out.
You know, I think a secret night away from Sheila
to really be with Taylor is... exactly what he needs.
[Taylor whimpering, gasping]
You're gonna kill me?
[surf rushing]
Oh, please, God, be all right, Taylor.
Be okay, be okay.
♪ ♪
I agree, but Dad is married. To Sheila.
Yeah. You don't have to remind me.
But...we both know that Dad's love for Taylor
can't be denied.
Well, if there is one thing Dad does know,
it's how we feel about his current wife
and that we think Taylor is much better suited for him.
Exactly, you know, so,
if Dad and Taylor are actually together right now,
let's just let them have this...
a romantic evening all by themselves.
[owl hoots]
Please, Sheila, I'm begging you, don't do this.
Don't kill me, please!
Hey, I-I'm not gonna kill you.
Then drop the knife!
Okay.
What's--what's going on, Taylor?
Was someone here?
Did he take advantage of you?
Where is he, Taylor?
[tense music plays]
HOPE: We were wondering if we should order dinner or--
Oh, you'll pick it up?
Awesome. Okay. All right.
I love you. I'll see you soon.
All right. Bye.
Okay. Back to business.
[ah-ah-ahem]
Let's see what you got here.
[sighs] Oh...
Seriously, Deke.
These designs are good.
They're great, even, and they deserve
to be in production, so hopefully once the whole
Eric situation calms down,
Katie will give you a call.
I'm sure you'll be at the top of her mind.
Thanks, sis. I appreciate you even taking the time
to give me feedback.
Sometimes I just...I don't know,
I look at and tweak a design for so long
that I don't even know if it's good anymore.
Uh-oh.
Sounds a bit like imposter syndrome to me.
But seriously...
although I am your sister
and I know that I may be a little biased,
these are objectively good.
And while I don't exactly agree with
Logan's business practices as of late,
I think that they would be fools not to consider you.
Thank you.
Hey, look at you being all like positive and stuff.
I'm gonna steal some of that.
Okay, yeah, yeah, I will continue to send positivity
and good thoughts your way.
Let's, uh, let's send some Dad's way tonight too, yeah?
Yeah. I can send some positivity and good thoughts his way.
He's gonna need them. But hopefully Dad is
having the time of his life.
[surf rushing]
Oh, my God, I left my shirt up there.
You need to get out of my house. What are you even doing here?
I was worried about you.
Get out, Sheila!
Taylor, you need to calm down right now
because you may be in shock.
-Are you all right? -I'm fine!
So no one was assaulting you?
No, but I--I heard noises.
I heard--I heard groaning!
I thought someone was attacking you.
I said I'm fine.
[mouthing] Is he here right now?
No! And you shouldn't be either.
Thank God Finn, Steffy, and the kids aren't home.
Steffy has told you countless times to stay away.
-I know that. -So leave!
Oh, God, I am so sorry.
Oh.
Clearly, I--I...
I should not have jumped to conclusions.
I didn't expect all this.
All this...
Oh, God. Okay, look. You're...
you're alone, you got the whole house to yourself. You...
...needed a little "me" time.
What?
Hey, I'm married. It's okay.
I still need a little "me" time on occasion as well.
But this--wow. [laughs] I mean, you got
music and candles and...
and door open for a nice breeze
and listening to the ocean waves.
You've got quite the imagination there, lady.
I gotta tell you, if you're ever feeling uninspired,
just let me know.
I've got some pretty good audio books I could recommend.
Stop. It's...
Hey. It's okay.
This is--this is nothing to be ashamed of.
Okay. Okay, you can stop.
You can stop, Sheila.
You caught me.
Okay? From one woman to another...
you're right.
That's what I was doing.
So now you need to leave.
What are you even doing here in the first place?
Well, I just--I ran into Li at the restaurant earlier,
and she said how Finn and Steffy
were going camping for the night with the kids, and I--
I knew you would be home alone.
And I...I put together
a really beautiful floral arrangement for you.
I wanted to surprise you.
But I never expected to walk in on...
on this.
[chuckles]
[edgy music plays]
This is highly inappropriate...
walking into my bedroom with a knife?
Okay, well, what was I supposed to do, Taylor?
I thought you were being assaulted.
Did you just want me to walk away?
It's time for you
to leave.
You come barging into my home--
It's because I brought you flowers.
I wanted to thank you.
Well, that doesn't exactly make me feel better
about the situation.
You had a knife, Sheila!
I was thinking on my toes, Taylor.
At least the ones I've got left.
Well, there's your first problem.
Look, you--you have just been such a good friend to me.
You have been instrumental in helping my marriage
with--with Deacon. It's the least I could do.
You have blatantly disregarded what Steffy has told you
-about coming here. -Because she wasn't here.
-[laughs] -Okay, yes,
I should not have come in unannounced.
Yeah, you shouldn't have come here at all!
I mean, if Steffy was actually here,
she would have called the police.
So if you won't listen to my daughter,
listen to me.
You can't come here ever again!
Did you hear me?
You need to leave. Now.
Yeah.
I do.
I'm sorry, Taylor. I'll go.
[phone chiming]
Dad?
Hey, you remember what I said, right?
Um, if Sheila or anyone asks, we had dinner tonight.
You have to tell Sheila I was with you.
Hope, you gotta cover for me.
I told you that I would.
Why? What's...
What is going on? You're starting to worry me.
I can't get into it right now. I just need your word on this.
Of course. Of course you have my word.
Okay, thank you. I love you, sweetheart.
-I gotta go. -Wait, but Da--
[beep]
Please tell me you didn't see me, Sheila.
Hey, Chad, have you seen Deacon?
No. I haven't seen him.
[uneasy music plays]
♪ ♪
[click]
[phone rings]
Taylor, are you okay?
Yes.
And you. Are you--you okay?
I'm fine. I wasn't the one in the room with Sheila.
-Did she, uh... -She didn't see you.
[exhales] Okay, that's good.
I was so worried about you. Thank God you're okay.
[quiet music plays]
I forgot to lock the sliding door by the kitchen
after you got here, and Sheila must have slipped in.
I let my guard down for one second.
Listen, you can't blame yourself.
She had no business being there in the first place.
That's the problem.
Sheila doesn't care. She thought it would be fine
because she was doing something kind.
Kind? What do you mean, kind?
-She brought me flowers. -That's why she came over?
Yes! It's insane, I know, and she...
got inside and said she heard...
noises.
She thought I was being assaulted.
She had a knife, Deacon.
I shouldn't have left you. I'm sorry.
I should have been there to protect you.
No! No, no, you had to get out.
I don't even wanna think about what would have happened
if we hadn't heard her in time for you to get out.
It was a close call. It was too close.
You're sure you're okay?
[sighs]
Physically, yes.
Mentally...
this was a lot.
I thought she was gonna kill me--
no, I thought she was gonna kill us!
I was sure that she'd figured us out.
But you don't think she has?
I don't think so.
She seemed to think that I was alone and I...
I hid the clothes that you left behind.
I swear, I almost went back in there,
I was so worried about you.
It's better that you didn't.
You really think she isn't on to us?
Well, I think if she was...
...we wouldn't be talking right now.
You better get off the phone. Sheila could be home any minute.
Taylor, I love you. If anything happened to you...
I love you too.
[heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
What about when Sheila comes home to you, Deacon?
[laughter]
Hey, uh, still no Deacon?
-No. -Okay.
All right, well, thanks. Good night.
-Night. -Good night. Good job today.
All right. We'll see you tomorrow.
Okay. Good night.
[uneasy music plays]
♪ ♪
Hey, Deacon.
I'm home.
[snoring]
[snoring continues]
♪ ♪
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