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

"What are you waiting for then ?"

*Ginny POV*
"Sweetie you need to help your old mom on what to wear for the party tonight". I walk into the kitchen, looking at my daugther.
I have never been to a costume party before, only fancy gallas and high end society parties, and I am unsure what is allowed.
She looks up at me. "It all depends on several things, do you want to be funny, scary, sexy ? Maybe make an impression on someone ?"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, I might want someone not to be able to resist me". I say blushing a bit, yeah it is totally awkward admitting it to my twenty year old daughter.
Her face lights up in the biggest smile and she claps her hands. "Yeah finally mom, I just knew the two of you would be perfect together and you know what, I don't think you would need to do anything, you got him waund so very tight around your littlefinger already, he is like a panting puppy everytime you are there".
"Oh stop it, he isn't". I say blushing even more, but she is kind of right, and maybe I should just make a move, but I simply don't know how and some part of me is still very scared of being rejected.
She smiles. "Oh yes he is, but you know what, I know the perfect costume, something that will definitely make his head spin if you are up for it ?"
"Lets do it then". I say, hoping she isn't going totally overboard, I mean yeah I am in quite good shape, but still I am close to forty, There are just places I shouldn't go.
India jumps up. "Yeah, come mom, lets go make sure Tom can't keep his hands of you tonight".

*Tom POV*
I arrive at 19.45, India opens the door to me looking absolutely gorgeous as a greek goddess, and I am happy to see her dress isn't to revealing. "Don't you look beautiful sweetie".
"Thank you, you look rather dashing yourself, come in, mom will be out in a minute". She says, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside the giant apartment.
As I wait and people starts to arrive I look around, wow this is beyond belief, Ginny's ex must have been like a billionaire and I feel a bit down, I mean I am not poor or anything, but well I can't give her anything close to what she is used to.
At 20 the party is in full swing, but Ginny is still nowhere to be seen, I am standing with a drink in my hand, scanning the room for her, wondering what she is wearing.
Finally about twenty minutes later I spot her talking to Jane one of the actresses from my play and I literally choke on my drink, having to spit it out, that costume has to be India's doing, she is wearing an extremely sexy pink and black burlesque costume, looking like every mans wet dream.
"Fucking hell". I groan to myself, feeling my pulse race, then I feel a hand on my shoulder, and turn to see Laura another actress from the play, looking from me to Ginny.
"You need to make a bloody move on that woman Tom". She tells me. "If you don't I am going to march over there and tell her ..".
I put my drink in Lauras hand and starts walking towards Ginny, who is now alone. I feel a rush of adrenaline mixed with something else, I don't quite know what, but I feel good, confident.
When I am almost up to her, another man approced her, I think he works on the production team, I stop and watch as he flirts heavily with her, she seems to like it and then.. He kisses her lips.
My heart suddenly feels like a big knot, and I turn around, walking back to Laura with fast strides, she sends me a sympathetic look, but I ignore her and head straight to the bar.
I order a shot, but I can still feel the pang in my heart, so I order another, put after a couple I know it won't make this feeling go away, nothing will stop this pain.
And that is when I realise that I am completely and madly in love with her and I can't seem to do anything to make her mine. What is wrong with me ?
Jane comes over. "Tom". She says gently, making me turn and look at her, probably looking close to crying and I grumble. "What ?"
"You should go ask Ginny to dance, she is sitting all by herself". She says, seending me a knowing smile.
My head shoots up, looking frantically for her, and there she is, all alone, looking at her phone. "What happened to that man ?" I ask, hoping she is going to tell me that he fell into a ditch and broke every bone in his useless body.
Jane giggles and tells me. "He was pissed of his face and kissed her on a whim. Had you looked just a bit longer, you would have seen her slap him into next week".
I know my face turns into a look of pure relief, despite having had a couple of shots, I feel sober and ready to make my move. Taking a deep breath I tell Jane. "Alright, I'm going in".
I slam my glass down on the table, wipe my sweaty palms on my pants and starts walking towards her. As I pass India she nudge me. "Her bedroom is third door on the left down the hallway if needed"
I choose to ignore her, but store the information in the back of my mind. This time I walk right up to her. She looks up at me with those beautiful green eyes that always make my knee feels weak and then she flashes me one of those smiles that makes me feel like crumbling to the ground.

*Ginny POV*
"Hi Tom". I greet him. "I love the costume". Actually, the costume is sexy as hell and I just want him to slowly take it of, piece by piece, right in front of me, before ripping mine of, preferably with his teeth.
He doesn't greet me back, but simply says. "Dance with me". And how could I say no ? I grab the hand he extend towards me and he pulls me to the dance floor.
It is a slow song, which I am happy about, as he takes my hand and wraps the other around my waist, his eyes never leaving mine while we dance.
His eyes are so intense, boring into me, like they are staring into my soul and his lips looks so damn inviting. I had been so close to just kissing him yesterday when I added the final touch to his make-up, but managed to control myself.
The next song is slow to but sensual, and Tom's hand is gradually moving lower on my waist, his eyes silently daring me to stop him, but there is no way in hell I am going to.
He tips of his fingers has just reached my ass, when he pulls me flushed against him, then he leans down, his nose nudging mine and he lets out a shakey breath before whispering. "I'm aching to kiss you".
And I look up at him asking with a smile. "What are you waiting for then ?"