Behind The Scenes

34. Jo

I get dressed, I have to go to the pharmacy right away to buy at least another pack of pills, Enterogermin and Clearblue. The last thing makes me anxious...
"Love," I adore that love, "are you going out?" he asks from the bathroom while shaving.
"What's up?" I reach him.
"Where are you going?"
"To the pharmacy, do you need something?"
"Yes," he rinses his face, "we have few condoms... can you buy a pack?"
I am a little surprised. "Okay, but I... I don't know..."
"Don't worry, I understand you. I'll take care of it, I'm coming with you. Give me time to get dressed."
Thank god. I have no idea how to choose the size or anything like that. It's definitely better if he comes with me, maybe he'll tell me which ones to take and I'll take care of it next time.
"Okay, I'll wait for you. I'm going to put my shoes on."
It's nice that despite the notoriety we have, we live a normal life. I don't dare to imagine what will happen as soon as the movie is released... On April 8 it will be released in the US, in the other states I don't honestly know.
From October onwards we would be busy with some interviews, we will walk around the world a bit.
After a few minutes Hero comes out of the bedroom with a black T-shirt, jeans, hair trimmed, a shaved beard and the Ferragamo Fragrance... I love that perfume on him.
"I'm ready, shall we go?"
He goes around him, observing every detail of his beauty, in which the defects are included, even if he has very few physically. From other points of view... well, we're working on it.
"What?" he shrugs.
I stand on tiptoe, sniff his neck and kiss him. "I like the way you dress." I smile while biting my fingernail.
"Really?" He looks at me better, "Wait... but that's my shirt!" he points to the white shirt with the Big Ban print I'm wearing.
"Yeah, it's beautiful," I turn around.
"I know, it's my favorite. But I remind you it's mine," he chuckles.
"What if I steal it from you?" I playfully challenge him.
"You don't steal it," he pulls me to him from the shirt, "I tear it off you rather..." he licks his lips while our bodies are attached.
"Oh yes? Take your time, Mr. Fiennes Tiffin." He loves it when I provoke him like this.
"Fuck, you drive me crazy."
"Crazy about me?" I say raising my chin defiantly, looking from his eyes to his lips.
"Yes". He takes my face in his hands and kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue.
I welcome it and mine follows its movements. Suddenly he takes me in his arms making me put my legs around his waist. He makes me sit on the counter. Oh fuck. It's one of the things I've always wanted to do.
He pushes his body against mine, then stops.
"Shit, you put the culotte under... So you do it on purpose?" he says in a hoarse voice.
"Maybe."
I like knowing that every little detail of my body can turn him on in a second. It's nice to have some control.
He kisses me on the neck repeatedly. I moan softly.
"This sound... holy shit, Jo."
After more hungry kisses he slows down and gives me a slow, soft one.
"If I didn't have the urge to buy condoms, I'd fuck you on this counter, but I swear I'll do it as soon as we get back."
I smile. Well, I like the idea.
He helps me out, takes the house keys and we go out. It's 10:00 a.m. and we didn't have breakfast.
"Shall we have breakfast?" I ask him while we are in the elevator.
"Yes, the bar on the block ahead is good, Jessica..." he freezes.
"Jessica told you," I continue for him.
He looks down. As I imagined.
I roll my eyes, but I can't help it. She's friends with him, I'll make up my mind.
He opens his mouth to say something, probably to apologize.
I shut him up before he can speak. "Don't worry, she's your friend, I'll tolerate her," I smile at him.
"Thanks," and he kisses me.

We go to the bar first, it wouldn't be nice to go with a pharmacy bag — even transparent — full of birth control pills, enterogermin, pregnancy tests and condoms.
"How you feel today?" he asks as he looks at the breakfast menu.
"Very well, I must say. I hope that's the way it is all day or month," I giggle.
"I hope so too, I'm sick of vomiting," he makes a disgusted face.
"Stop that!" we laugh.
"Are you guys ready?" suddenly the waiter arrives.
We stop laughing. "Yes. So, for me a green tea with some tea pastries..."
Hero, would you like to point out your English sophistication?
"For you, miss?"
"Mhm... the same thing as him" I didn't know what to actually eat.
"Perfect," he finishes taking orders, collects the menus and leaves.
"Have you become a lord, a duke, today? Tell me," I giggle.
"I've always been, it's just that I'm undercover in this period," he whispers as if it were a state secret. "And you are my lady, or my duchess, what do you prefer?"
"Queen is okay with you?"
"That works," he claps his hand on the table, laughing.
I love to joke with him.
"The problem is that I don't have an English accent, how do we do it?"
"We'll deal with it soon," he raises his eyebrows and smiles.
We continue to laugh and joke about it imitating our accents and after a few minutes our tea with biscuits arrives.
"Mercy would have too much fun here with us," he says taking a sip of his tea, then he tastes a cookie.
I got a wonderful idea. Okay, I'm a genius.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks as I sip my tea dazed in the void.
About the surprise I want to give you. "Mhm? Nothing, sorry I was dazed."
"I'm too beautiful for that, aren't I?" he struts playfully.
"Oh, stop it," I shake my head, smiling.
He has a wonderful sense of humor, I love to joke with him.