Returning to Home

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The day arrived. Tomi was to attend her father's memorial. She dressed down stairs in her room and I dressed up stairs. We were flying out to Pheonix, Arizona where Thomas Blain's closest friend would be holding a "funeral" in which his ashes would be sprinkled into Boulder Beach. That was his favorite place to go Tomi has told me. I packed a bag because we were planning on staying in Tomi's old house for the night then tomorrow before the "funeral" we would go for breakfast. I was excited to spend time with her and see her home. She was anything but excited. She was so nervous to let go of her father and to be with me. But she was excited for our life together. God I sound like I'm married to her. I kinda like the sound of that, ugh but it's too soon. I might love her. No Andy, you can't go around thinking things like that so soon.

I dressed my self in a plaid green shirt open over a white T-shirt. I put on my jeans and shoes and all, then finished grooming and grabbed my bag, making my way down the stairs. I stopped at the end and turned to Tomi's room. I heard water running from the bathroom in her room and I was obliged to knock on the door.

"Yes?" She called out, and I could hear her echoing voice.

"May I come in?" I asked with a smirk.

"You may enter Mr. Baker." She said in a fancy tone as a joke. I rolled my eyes at her comedy and opened the door.

She was just washing the shampoo out of her hair when I walked in. "Sorry to keep you waiting, I was just cleaning up." She reassured me.

"Don't worry I love when they keep me waiting Tom." I said not really paying attention to what was being said, but looking at the way Tomi decorated her bathroom. It was white with splashes of pink which was suitable for a woman of her age. Damn, she was so young. 19, I wondered if she had plans for college. I already finished. I only went for 2 years to get my business degree. Luckily my mom is super rich so she set up my business, and it's doing really well. I keep someone in charge to run it while I live my daily life. It seemed pretty convenient since I went to the Marines, but now I have work to catch up on. That's not really a problem though.

"You like my bathroom?" Tomi asked, snapping me out of my wondering mind. I turned around and saw that she was completely naked. She was blushing, and although she was trying to seem comfortable around me when naked, I could tell she wasn't use to it.

"I love it, it suits you. You like pink?" I asked bending over slightly at the waist to get a better view of her eyes.

"Yeah, my favorite color. Like kinda peachy pink, not really dark pink, although all of the colors are pretty great. What's your favorite color?" She asked with a smile and she reached for a towel, turning around and drying her hair.

"Green...but I don't think I had to tell you that." I said pursing my lips and narrowing my eyes.

"No, you didn't, there's plenty of green in your house to last a life time." She said with a laugh.

"You like green?" I asked her, biting my lower lip.

"I love it." She grinned matter-of-factly.

I leaned in closer, still bent over, and pecked her lips. She left her eyes closed for a moment as if she wanted to savor it. As I stood straight I noticed this and then went back to bending at the waist and kissed her again. She smiled at me, and bit the corner of her lip. She looked so gorgeous. Her body was glimmering and naked and exposed to me. I couldn't help but stare at her breasts that were clearly irritated from the cool air that began to circulate through the steam. She held her arms out, which I took as an opportunity to pull her into my arms and stood up, and her feet hung off of the ground. I didn't realize exactly how much taller I was than her. Or maybe she's just short and petite, just how I liked. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and I held on tightly to her waist and torso.

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