Baby Steps

Ch. 12: Willa POV

Willa:

"This was a mistake." I mutter to myself as I pace the length of the green room. The twins are crawling around exploring this new environment but I'm a fucking bundle of anxiety.

"What was that?" Tom calls from the restroom.

When I don't answer he pokes his head out the door and spots me chewing on my fingernails. What was I thinking about agreeing to come here? It doesn't take a genius to put together that Tom is the father of the twins. Anyone working here can easily sell this to the tabloids. Just as I am making my sixth trip around the room a large hand on my shoulders stops me in my tracks.

"What's the matter?" Tom asks, turning me to face him. The concern in his eyes instantly melts the worries I have away.

"I'm freaking out." I sigh in defeat, hanging my head.

"It's okay to freak out. Willa." Tom lifts my chin up so I'm looking him in the eyes. "But you have no idea how happy I am that you and the twins are here." He cups my face and rests his forehead against mine. "I know we have a long way to go but I really hope that one day we can have more family outings. Not necessarily for talk shows but going to the park together or going out to dinner together, as a family."

I smile and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him tight. "I hope we can have that too."

We hold on to each other longer than necessary but I can't find a reason to pull myself away. We fit so perfectly, like two puzzle pieces. My heart is thundering in my chest and I wonder if he can feel it. Tom leans back a little, our gazes locked on each other. He tilts his head down while I tilt mine up. I can feel his breath right on my lips and then before I know it his mouth descends on  mine.

It starts out as a soft kiss, merely a brush of the lips but when I don't pull away he takes it as his que to deepen it. When his tongue swipes against the seam of my lips I gladly open for him. I throw my arms around his neck bringing him closer. I don't feel him pushing me backwards until my back hits the wall. I should stop. I need to stop but the taste of Tom is so addicting that I can't force myself away. It's not until a knock on the door pulls us apart.

Our chests heave up and down as we stare at one another until a knock comes again. I sidestep Tom and sit on the couch while he opens the door just a crack to see who it is. As soon as I hear that deep voice I know who it is and I don't think I can face him just yet. My cheeks are still probably flushed and my heart rate is beating so fast I'm worried it's going to beat right out of my chest. Will Tom let him in? Will he tell him about the twins? I'm so lost in my thoughts that I don't realize I have the answer until Chris Hemsworth is standing right in front of me.

"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He said while smiling down at me.

A soft smile stretches across  my face, and I stand up to give him a hug. I haven't seen him since the movie premiere but even then, it was only a quick hello. Chris' long arms engulf me in a tight hug. Once he releases me his eyes move to Atticus and Talia who are busy knocking over blocks.

He crouched down next to them with the sweetest smile on his face. "And who do we have here?" He croons.

My gaze flits back to Tom who looks at me with a smile. An unspoken agreement between us that lets me know he'll follow my lead. I give him a nod then answer Chris.

"That's Talia and Atticus." I pause and take a deep breath. "Mine and Tom's kids."

Chris's head whips around so fast I worry he may have just gotten whiplash.

"I think I missed something." He mutters as he looks from the twins back to Tom. A wide grin crosses his face a minute later, "but I see now how much they take after you, brother."

A giggle escapes me. "Completely unfair." I fake pout.

Tom chuckles and moves to stand next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "It's a long story but right now we are keeping things private." Tom says.

Chris nods, "Don't worry brother. Your secret is safe."

I laugh and roll my eyes as I try to remain cool, but I can feel my cheeks heating once again the longer Tom keeps his arms around me.  We continue to chat until an assistant knock on the door letting Tom and Chris know they are needed for the next segment. Tom kisses both Talia and Atticus on the head then he leans over to kiss my cheek but stops just in time. Chris looks at us with  confusion written all over his face.

"Good luck." I whisper and tuck my chin in not wanting to show the blush in my cheeks.

Once they are gone, I let out a long sigh of relief and throw myself down on the couch.

"What was I thinking?" I mutter to myself.

Atticus lets out a string of babble as if he is answering my question. I chuckle and lean down to tickle his tummy. I do the same with Talia who is smiling wide, the same smile as Tom's.

The tv in the room shows the live tapping from the stage so when Tom and Chris walk out, I scoop up Atticus and Talia and point to the tv screen. "Look there's daddy."

Talia's gaze is locked on the screen as she babbles. A few "da's" are said as well. "When are you going to say mommy, huh?" I ask her while tickling her belly. Talia continues to giggle along with Atticus. It's hard to listen to what is being said with the twins squirming, so I set them back on the floor to crawl around.

Chris is telling a story about how all three of his kids' first words were "dada" and how annoyed his wife was. Everyone laughs as they watch a video montage of Chris's daughter, India, being a total daddy's girl.

"It's funny because my daughter is the same way." Tom says while laughing.

So many things happen at once, my jaw drops open, Tom's eyes widen, Chris cringes, and Jimmy's smile is so wide because he knows he just scored an exclusive interview.

"Your daughter?" Jimmy asks.

Oh shit.