Bad Girl

Just like in my dream.

Anna's P. O. V.

It was around 7 P. M. and I was home preparing dinner for Calleb. By preparing I mean placing a frozen pizza on a plate so I can warm it in the microwave but also I bought some tomates and a small cucumber and started chopping them. Thomas had explained him that it was very important to eat vegetables daily and since them he requested to have daily so he could be as strong as him. Somehow the situation made me sad. Caleb started to care about him a lot and I was sure he was at the age where the father figure missed a lot from his life and I didn't want Thomas to make him suffer anymore.

While I was lost in my thoughts I heard a bang at the door of my trailer and Caleb offered to open it. I heard him scream with joy and saying "You're here!" and Thomas apperead inside. He was so massive that the whole space seemed occupied by him. And damn why did he have to be so hot? We was wearing dark jeans and a simple black t shirt but God the way the shirt was on his body was from another world.

"Hi." he finally said while I kept looking at him. I knew I looked ridiculous comparing to him and I started to panick. My hands were still on the bowl with a tomato in. I was wearing a very dirty loose t shirt and a pair of boxers, and my hair had better days for sure..

"Sorry for showing up like this but I thought we could have dinner together."

"Yay! You're the best" Caleb jumped and hugged him again. Thomas made a step and was already in my kitchen, he placed 2 paper bags on the counter and looked at my salad and then at my legs. "Not bad" and I didn't have a clue if his remark was really about my salad. He grabbed me with both of his hands and moved me on a side. "It will be better if you let me finish here. You can go and find someone who wants that pizza, we will eat risotto tonight." and he opened the microwave, handed me the pizza and made me a sign to leave the area.

"What the hell? Is he really bipolar? a few hours ago he didn't looked at me and now he is in my kitchen giving me orders?" I shook my head, took the pizza outside and left it on the table close to our trailer, I knew that it wasn't long until someone else was going to grab it and returned. I was Thomas in the kitchen talking with Caleb, and I turned with my back and put some shorts on and I knew that Thomas looked, I found him with his mouth opened when I turned. He suggested to have dinner outside as we had more space. We didn't say a word to each other, he just talked with Caleb. He really was desperate to have someone to ask the million questions he was keeping inside his little brain. After we had eaten, one of the best meals I had they started discussion which disease was the coolest. Caleb started describing the plague and Thomas the cholera while my ears couldn't stand their discussion anymore. I went on the other side of the trailer where arranged a little space for myself and some rugs, pillows so I could spend time outside when I couldn't sleep.

Thomas was really intruging. The only thing I knew about him was that his wife wasn't a part of his life anymore but he never told me how he divorced. Oh God, I just realised that maybe they didn't finish their divorce so this is why he keeps his ring. Or doesn't want me. I only cared about what I felt and maybe he never felt anything. I felt disgusted by myself when Thomas's big hand landed on my knee and looked concerned.

"Can I sit?" He asked.

"You didn't divorce, right? You are still married." I told him and somehow I hated myself again. First the discussion I had in my head didn't start like that and secondly I saw the way his face broken up, it was like someone punched him and he stayed motionless looking through me.

" Say something." I almost had tears in my eyes. He sat next to me and took both of my hands into his.

"Anna. I don't think I am prepared to talk about this."

"You never open up. I know nothing about you." to my surprise he grabbed my body and hugged me while I had a good cry in his arms. The tension from the last days, his presence, everything was messing with my mind and for the first time in years I couldn't hold my tears and left everything out. He didn't say anything, just caresed my hair and when my sobbing stopped he handed me a napkin while I heard him sighed so I looked at him. He closed his eyes and looked at the dark sky.

"She's dead." he said and I felt his hand shaking on my legs. My first thought was to ask him what did you say?"I couldn't process the information, I could heard in my mind she's dead on repeat.

"The last time I said these words was 3 years ago and it took me 6 months to start talking again. And a rehab." and he looked down ashamed. Now it was all clear, his problem with the alcohol, the way he avoided all the conversation about his wife, they way he wanted me but stopped himself. God, I was so awful with him, I only cared about my feelings and judged him all the time while he was fighting with all this suffering.

"I am sorry."

"That's what I hate the most to hear about her." he said and somehow I understood him. People always said they were sorry and moved on while we had to keep going with our grief.

"No, I didn't mean it that way. Of course I am sorry she lost her life but I am sorry for the way I acted with you and that I forced you to tell me this."

"It's OK Candy, it's really OK, trust me. I avoided to say this and I thought that these words would never leave my mouth again but I did it and I don't feel pain anymore."

" I understand but I acted like a brat. I only cared about what I felt. I just didn't understand you. One minute you wanted me the other you were cold and so on."

"I am just so damn confused. I really like you, but you know it's not simple. The most important thing is not my marietal status, but the fact that you are my student and I don't want to cause you any problems."

I smiled and looked at him. "Just like in my dream."

"Your wet dream?" he whispered in my ear and it sent my shivers so I had to close my eyes to calm myself. It was the moment when I felt his lips on my wrist and he placed small kisses on my arm.

"Tell me about your dream Candy, I want to hear everything. All the details." God, the way he talked made me feel already wet and I wasn't shy at all, but him made my cheeks burn.

"I was on your office and somehow you ended kissing me down there and I don't know how but I am sure I had an orgasm while dreaming." Thomas kept his lips on my skin, every breath he had kept sending shivers on my spine. His lips travelled on my neck and after he found my lips. I didn't do anything, I had to resist the urge to climb on him and kiss the hell of him. I wanted to let him do the things in his way and oh boy, he really did it. He tasted, sucked and teased my lips for minutes, he explored every centimeter of them, his tongue was boiling hot and I wanted more and more but he suddenly stopped, he placed another kiss on my lips and said it was enough for the moment.

"But why?" I asked him disappointed

"Caleb"

"Oh s***T, I completely forgot. Where is he?"

"He's inside, I brought him some books he told me he wanted so he was eager to read them."

"Thomas, you didn't have to do this. Christmas is around the corner and I have a very big list to choose from."

"Don't worry Anna, it's OK, I really like him and it's very rare to see a child passionate about history and reading so I want to help him with whatever I can. Just promise me that you will ask for my help. And from now on please stop feeding him frozen pizza, he is only a child."

"I know, I know, but I don't know how to cook."

"I will help you learn. You can do some basic meals."

"I will try." it was the moment when I felt I missed my father like hell, he always prepared us dinner and if I look back I can realise that he didn't have a clue, but he kept trying a lot of receipts and so on.

"What's going on on that pretty head of yours?" Thomas asked.

"That we have a lot to talk."

"Agree. Let me take you out on a date."

"Are you crazy? People could see us."

"I will figure something out. Is Wednesday evening ok for you?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now I have to go, but first." and he kissed me again. "I don't want to forget your taste until Wednesday." I smiled and hugged him before leaving.