She surprises you at home

The contest, and the subsequent shot at meeting a celebrity, had been nice and all, but it was beginning to look like it was all going to be for a lost cause when you didn't hear back from Taylor for a few weeks.

But while you are scanning the list of nominees to perhaps take your shot with someone else, you hear your doorbell ringing and get the surprise of your life when you go to answer it.

"T-Taylor?" you stammer as you see Taylor on your front porch, dressed in a light blue shirt and little brown pair of shorts, your eyes automatically going to her amazing long legs as you look her up and down.

"Don't look so surprised John. For someone who sought me out for this contest, you sure seem surprised that I would be making a house call," she teases you as she takes her hand and playfully pulls your chin up to her face, kissing you on the cheek as she invites herself in.

"H-hi. I guess I never thought you'd take this contest seriously enough to actually come here," you tell her, trying to regain your bearings as you motion for her to sit down on your couch.

"I didn't get the reputation of being the most personable star to my fans by accident, you know," she tells you as she looks around your house and compliments you on how well you're maintaining it.

"Can I offer you a drink Taylor?" you ask her a few minutes later, things getting a little more flirtatious between the two of you as Taylor nods her head in approval.