Will he Love me ? (A Tom Hiddleston/Benedict Cumberbatch story)

"Oh I am quite sure he won't mind at all"

*Tom POV*
Luckily India had been there when I came back, I had to take a walk, thinking about all the least erotic things I could imagine, getting my body under control, oh God I had embarrassed myself so badly.
I had even been contemplating going to the bathroom to take care of the almost painful erection her hands and my mind had caused, but I knew where my mind would have gone and that would be rude and demeaning thinking of her like that, so I didn't.
In the pause in the play, I hurry over to get my make-up fixed by India, but as I am about to go back, Ginny calls out. "Wait a moment Tom".
I stop and she walks over, stretching up to smooth a stray curl away from my forhead. She look so very focused, her tongue poking slightly out in concentration.
And I can't stop staring at her lips, I could do it, I could kiss her right here, in front of everyone, and I wouldn't give a damn who saw it. I bite my lip, and notice how her eyes flickers to my lips. If I kiss her, would she stop me then ? Push me away ? Would she let me do it ? Would she let my tongue in to play with hers ? Let me push her against the wall and..
Oh for the love of fuck, stop yourself man, she washes you hair and you can't look at her without loosing all control of you mind.
She turns to walk away, and without thinking my eyes slide to her ass in the thight versage jeans, the sight makes me bit my lip and .. Groan. Oh God the humiliation, everyone present turns and look at me, including Ginny.

*Ginny POV*
I look at him a bit confused, what has suddenly come over him ? India is trying to hide a giggle with her hand, quite unsuccessful and Tom's face flushes bright red.
As I turn and walk away, I can't help but smile, I saw where his eyes were glued to. And that groan had been the same as in the make-up room. Do I really have this effect on him ? Why ? Does he actually like me ?
Tom hurries back on stage and I watch him for the rest of the play, wondering what it was about. Was it just pure lust or is there more, and would I be interested in one or the other ?
I mean I only ever slept with my ex-husband, and I can't help be a bit intrigued by the idea, I mean he is hot and sexy, but I am not sure if I am interested in something superficial, it is just not my thing I think.
And what if he is like seriously interested ? Am I ready for that ? And what would the public say ? His fans say ? And can he be serious about someone like me, a boring house wife with a grown up daugther ?
And there is the fact that he is soon going back to London, to consider to, I am not sure long distance is for me.
When the play is done, I hug Tom telling him he was amazing, and he truly was, but he isn't looking in my eyes and blushes slightly as he thanks me.
I decide to go home, even if everyone else is going out for a drink, I need to think this through, make up my mind.

Next morning:
"India I can't do that, you have to get one of the others to take over for you". My daugther has just proclaimed that she is to sick to go to work and she wants me to fill in.
She just look at me, like I am the child here. "Mom they don't have the time, and you have seen his make-up, it is very easy, I know you can do it no problem".
"I don't know sweetie". I bite my lip, of course I want to help her, and well she is right, I can actually easily do it, I have seen her work, and well Tom doesn't need a lot of make-up.
She sends me the puppy dog eyes and her voice is pleading. "Come on now mom, it would mean so much to me".
"Okay okay, but don't make a habit of this and I hope it is okay with Tom". I say with a sigh.
She lights up in a big smile. "Oh I am quite sure he won't mind at all".