Love in Motion

Cute Date

Sasha was heading towards her plane to fly back to London. She had just spent a few days in New York City for some interviews and photo shoots. She was tapping on her phone like she's been doing a lot lately. Tom was constantly texting her or sending selfies. He was also asking her to send some pictures.

TEXTS
Friday Morning
From Tom Hardy (11:32): I want a pic of ur shoes, have a nice flight ✈️ ☀️
From Sasha Whitley (11:35): It's 5:00 am in London Tom!! U have a kink for shoes, don't u, Mr Hardy?
From Tom Hardy (11:41): No just for high heels... and u wear it so fucking well! What would u say if I take u to dinner, u & ur high heels like tonight?
From Sasha Whitley (11:44): Cute date & high heels, huh?! Sounds like fun! I might be jet lagged, but I know my needy bf won't let it go so where r u taking me?
From Tom Hardy (11:46): At my place
From Sasha Whitley (11:49): R u the Chef?
From Tom Hardy (11:50): Yes... & u are also invited to stay for the night
From Sasha Whitley (11:51): Great r u gonna be the Chef for it too?
Yeah but I have to warn u, I'm a better chef in the bedroom than in a kitchen...
From Sasha Whitley (11:55): Shit... I wanted u to fuck me in the kitchen so bad
From Tom Hardy (11:57): U're killing me girl! Ur plane lands at 6:00 pm, I'll send a cab for 8:30, OK?
From Sasha Whitley (11:58): U remember everything Mr Hardy... How should I get dress?
From Tom Hardy (11:59): Wear whatever u want u won't stay dressed for long anyway
From Sasha Whitley (12:02): I can't wait! This cute date sounds too hot to be cute
From Tom Hardy (12:03): Yeah, u're right, take ur nightwear (do u even have some? Cause I've never seen u wearing one! Get dressed like we're going out.
From Sasha Whitley (12:03): At ur command, Mr Hardy *flight mode* ❤️
From Tom Hardy (12:04): ROAR *Safe flight. See u in London* ❤️

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Sasha had just put on her high heels when the car sent by Tom rang on the front gate. Right on time. Tom lived in East London, at a half an hour away from her place. On her way, she was already fighting against sleep because of the jet lag, despite the few hours of sleep she was able to gain on the plane.
The driver finally went through a large gate and dropped her in front of a beautiful, typical English brick, house. She saw Tom standing on the porch when the driver opened the car door for her. Tom was trying to hold two dogs. Sasha recognized Woody beside a pit bull.

«You're even more beautiful than I remember.» He told her as she went up the few steps to join him and came inside the doorway.

«You know we saw each other less than a week ago!» Tom closed the door behind her.
She jumped over him and started to kiss him deeply as the dogs were turning around them for some attention. Tom was smiling against her lips. He was so happy to see she missed him as much as he missed her, and he tried his best to not gripped her too strong against him. He finally put her down and he took her bags and her coat.

«Staying for a week?» He joked looking at her big bag with her things for the night.

«Maybe...» She snorted and she crouched down to pet the dogs. «What's this beautiful girl's name?»

«Kass.» Tom giggled when she almost tripped on four legs trying to cuddle the dogs, but still stood effortlessly in her elegant high heels.

Then, he gave her a tour of his house. It was rather simple with a large garden, except for the fitness room, and the cinema room has a colossal couch that takes up the half of the room. They talked for a long moment at the painting studio about his mother as an artist.