She's The One

Dinner For Two

She took a deep breath and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She decides on a pair of comfy, worn jeans. They made her lack of ass less noticeable. A simple blue t-shirt under a large black zip-up hoodie and her trusty slip on black shoes made her outfit complete. She kept her hair down, and makeup was simple. She wore her silver hoops and a silver bracelet. A few simple rings on her fingers gave her something to fidget and keep her from biting her nails. She shook her head and sighed. What he saw in her, she wasn't too sure, but is glad he did. Her phone pinged, and she swallows hard before looking at the text.

*looking forward to seeing you very soon. Are you as nervous as I am? I hope not. My driver should be arriving in 5 minutes or so.*

She smiles and feels a whole flock of butterflies in her stomach.

*I'm very nervous but excited too. I'll be waiting for your driver. You said casual, I'm very casual 😁 Looking forward to your cooking. See you soon 😊*

Tom smiles and feels warmth run through him. He is glad he decided to take a chance on her. He'd never felt such a connection before like this. He looks himself over, his favorite dark blue long sleeve sweater, black worn jeans, and his trusty boots. He ran a hand over his long hair. It was difficult today. He sighs and looks his beard over. Nicely trimmed but sporting a few gray hairs. He sprays cologne on and shrugs. "Well, Bobby, this is it. Let's see if she's the one, " He tells his sweet pup. Bobby, let's out a soft woof in answer. Tom leans down and pets him with a smile.

Kathryn refreshes her lipstick before spraying perfume on. She hears a car outside and peeks out. The driver steps out and waves. She smiles and waves back. Grabbing her keys, phone, charger, and purse, she steps outside and locks the door. It was already getting dark with the cloudy day they've had. She greets the driver and climbs into the car. Buckling up, she takes deep breaths, letting the view outside calm her. Twenty minutes later, they pull in front of a black gate. She feels her heart in her throat as she sees Tom on the other side, his dog Bobby wagging his tail excitedly. She takes a shaky hand and opens the door. Saying goodbye to his driver, she grabs her purse and steps out. Tom smiles at their eyes meet. She smiles back, shyly looking away. Tom waves at his driver as he pulls away. He enters a code, and the gate unlocks. She walks through, Bobby dancing around her. She laughs and crouches down, letting the sweet brown dog lick her. She pets his soft fur and kisses his little head. Tom chuckles. "Ok, Bobs, let's let her inside. Mind your manners, young man, " He says, reaching around her to close and lock the gate. She gulps hard, feeling his body heat so close. He smelled amazing. He moves back, pushing his glasses up. "Hi, I hope you're hungry," He says gently. "Um, yes, I am." She tells him, lost in his eyes. He clears his throat and smiles. They walk to the front door, and she glances around. It was so cozy, it put her at ease. She laughs at Bobby, woofing at Tom and wanting inside. "Ok, Bobby, patience," He says, mumbling under his breath. He opens it, and Bobby runs through, nails clicking on gorgeous wood floors. He waited until she walked through before closing and locking the door. She followed his example and slipped her shoes off. "You didn't have to take your shoes off. I only do for comfort, " He says, glancing down and chuckling at her socks. She blushes, forgetting she had her Loki ones on. "Love the socks," He says, teasing her. She rolls her eyes, smiling. "I honestly didn't plan it," He looks her over. "You look very warm and comfortable. I like it, " He tells her softly. She looks up at him. "Thank you," She says, looking away before walking into the main living room. She looks back and smiles at him. "I love your house. It's so inviting, " She tells him, watching as he walks around her and enters the kitchen. She follows, lured by the fantastic smell of food and that amazing ass. She stops and feels a blush creep up her neck. Good lord, she needed to get a grip! Tom opens the oven, pulling out an amazing looking lasagna. "Can I help?" She asks. He turns with a large salad bowl and smiles. "Could you put this on the table for me?" She takes it, her fingers tangling with his accidentally. She hears a hitch in his breathing and looks up. She bit her lip and felt such an intense connection with him. They stare, neither able to move away. Bobby barks, and it startles them both, making them laugh. She turns, going to the table. He meets her there, placing two wine glasses down before uncorking a cold bottle of Moscato. He pours them both a glass and sits down. "This looks and smells so good," She tells him, feeling her tummy growl. He laughs as he hears it. She groans, hiding her face. "It's ok, no worries. I'm sorry I laughed, " He said, still smiling. She narrows her eyes playfully at him. "Sure, Mr. Hiddleston, " She says. He adjusts his glasses and blushes. She feels a flutter in her heart. He serves them both and waits to see how she reacts. She takes a bite, moaning at the amazing taste. "This has to be the best lasagna I've ever had," She says, immediately taking another bite. He smiles, pleased that she loves it, and he's trying to relax after that sensual moan she let out. They soon focus on the food, filling themselves and drinking the crisp wine. She wipes her mouth, full and happy. "Thank you for this. It was so delicious, " She tells him, smiling. "You're welcome. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. She finishes her wine, looking at him over her glass. "Are you ready for dessert, or would you like to wait a bit?" He asks. Her eyes widen. "Dessert? Did you make it?" She asks, eager but knowing she's too full. He grins "Tiramisu" She gasps. "Really?? That's my favorite dessert, " She tells him excitedly. "I will need to wait, I'm full, but I definitely want some later. He's watching her, completely smitten. He stands to gather the dishes, thanking her for helping. He truly hopes she'll be understanding. He was weary of heartbreak.