Love Boat (Tom, Ben, Zac and Joel story)

Tom.. and cake

*Tom*
"What about a cake and a cup of tea ?" I say, stopping in front of a small cafe on top of the crooked street we have just walked up.

We have spend the day so far, strolling hand in hand through the picturesque little town, looking at cute little shops and enjoying the warmth of the late spring day.

Holly smile softly at me. "That sounds great Tom".

"Come on then". We walk inside and is met with the amazing smell of freshly baked goods and brewing coffee. "Anything special you want ?"

"Oh I could never choose, it all look so amazing.. just get the ones you think look best". Her eyes scanning the room, taking in everything.

She is so damn beautiful as she stands there, and I could spend hours just looking at her. "If you go find us a table, I'll go order".

"Oh can we sit outside, please". She looks all excited when she sees the small area out back, with a view over the ocean.

"Sure darling, whatever you want". I say, unable to keep my smile back, I just love seeing her this happy and vibrant.

As she walk outside, I go up to the counter and order two cups of tea and 3 different cakes, thinking we can share them. While I wait I watch Holly, she has squaredans down, petting a big red cat, who is soaking up the sun.

I am so happy that she is coming with me back to London.. In her I have found everything I ever dreamed of, but had almost given up on. And Luckily Camille had managed to get her passport from Dmitrie's room after he was arrested, she still has her british citizenship so there is no problem there.

I can't wait to introduce her to my family and I am sure they will all love her, just as I do. Also my mother might be very much relieved that I am finally settling down.

After getting the tray I walk out to her, putting it down on the table. "You have made a New friend I see".

"Isn't he just cute". She say softly, softly scratching the cat between it's ears, making it press it's head into her touch.

"Very cute, but not as cute as you darling". I say softly, watching her blush prettily as she stands back up.

She giggles and shake her head slightly. "Always with the charm Tom".

"Just being honest baby.. completely honest". I tell her with a smile, holding out the chair to her.

"Thank you". She say, sitting down, her eyes running over the cakes. "Uhh they all look so good".

*Holly*
I watch Tom cut the first cake in two and place half of it on my plate. "This is a raspberry cheesecake on a bottom of brownie".

"Sounds delicious.. and like I am going to end up fat being with you". I say with a smile, taking the first bit. It really is delicious.

"I don't believe that.. but if you did I would still love you". He say with a soft smile.

Then he take a bite of his own cake, slowly licking it of the spoon, a look of utter pleasure on his face, making me think of heated private moments and my cheeks instantly flushes pink.

"Is something wrong baby ?" He looks curiously at me, like he had felt that there was something going on, even before he opened his eyes to look at me.

I know I flush even more. "Nothing Tom, nothing at all.. I was just.. it was your face".

"My face". He looks mildly confused.

"You looked.. like you enjoyed it.. a lot". I bite my lip.

He narrow his brows, then he seems to realise and he chuckles. "Ohh.. sorry about that.. I just really love cheesecake".

"I can see that.. and no need to apologise, I was not complaining". I say, giving him a small smile.

"Oh so you weren't ?" He grins and wink at me, making me blush again.

Honestly I am looking forward to coming back to London with Tom. He has asked me to move in with him and I happily accepted. I have no desire to go out and get a place of my own, I'd much rather be with him.

I just hope his family is going to like me and that they think I am good enough for him and not to young. From what he has told, I am sure I will love them. I also hope to get in contact with my mother and siblings. I miss them a lot.

Lookin at Tom, as he is talking about a play he is going to do back in London, while eating cake, makes my heart soar. He is so very handsome, but what I love the most about him is his warm heart and the light that seems to shine from within him.

"Here taste". Tom say, holding out a cigar shapes cake filled with creme for me to bite off. "It's a cannoli".

I lean in, taking a bite, but it kinda breaks. Luckily Tom is quick to catch it. "Whoops sorry Tom".

"Oh it's okay baby". He say, putting the rest down on the rest down on a plate. "Oh you have a bit here".

"Where ?" I desperately try to find the offensive smudge of cream to remove it.

He chuckles softly and reach over the table, running his thumb over the tip of my nose. "Here". Then over my left cheek. "And here". He then stick the finger in his mouth, lick the cream of. "There .. all gone".

"Tom... !" I can't help giggling. He truly is different from all other men I have known, but it is in a very positive way.

"What my dear ?" He gives me that cute, cheeky smile that I love.

I shake my head, giggling again, he is impossible. "Nothing, I guess you just can't help it".