TWH

2 - a good night kiss

After dinner, Diana had an early night - Emma, Tom and I stayed up talking for a while, and opened what must have been the fourth bottle of wine.

"So I go to this audition and then I walk in and it's Kenneth Branagh. Sir Ken fucking Branagh" Tom was telling us of his latest audition. He'd just finished his course at RADA and was starting to get some good roles now he was in London full time.

"Was he nice?" I asked just wanting to listen to Tom talk some more.

"Was he hot?" Emma chipped in, "I feel like he'd be a proper sexy older dude." She giggled and drank some more

"How was I to know if he's hot" Tom looked annoyed at Emma and then moved his body towards me some more. "He is really nice. Like super helpful and the whole thing was really relaxed"

"So what was the audition for?" I genuinely wanted to know more as well as just spend more time with him.

"That was for a thing in the summer. It was just a meeting really. I'm waiting for another call back though for a Shakespeare play in the spring. I find out before Christmas hopefully" he crossed his fingers and grinned as he took another sip of wine. "So what are your plans? Like, life plans?" He asked as he shuffled a bit closer.

"Are you hitting on her?" Emma groaned from across the room. "I can't watch this." She fake gagged and got up. "I'm heading to bed. Thomas, she's 18, my best friend and sensible. Sophie, don't believe his charm and remember all of the shit stories I've told you about him!" She ruffled his hair as she walked past and blew me a kiss.

"What stories?" He asked, head cocked to one side.

"Ha. Nothing really. Just things from when you were growing up. Don't panic"

"Ok, she's probably fabricating the truth though, you know that?" He sat back. "So, you were telling me your plans"

"Yeah, so I'm not all that sure. I've got a few things, I'm writing something at the moment and then my dad has sorted me a meeting with his friend who is doing a musical".

"Oh yeah? Sounds interesting. And doing all of your uni work as well? What are you studying?"

"English Lit and psychology. I'm still not sure what to focus on, but it's only the first term. I've got ages right?"

"You sure do. So where did you grow up?" He had got up to reach the open bottle and sat back down much closer to me.

"London. My parents have been in the same house for like 40 years. He just buys houses next door when they come up for sale and we knock through. You guys have always been in oxford right?"

"Yeah for as long as I can remember. I was shipped off to boarding school though so I was mostly back in the holidays"

"I know the boarding school feeling. But mine was just weekly boarding, unless my dad was away with work" I relaxed chatting to him. It was nice.

"Yeah what does he do?" Tom looked genuinely interested.

"He was an actor, and now kind of a travel writer so he goes off for like a few months at a time filming stuff and then come back and plans the next thing"

"That's cool. So have you been travelling too then?" He pretty much skirted around the dad talk and kept asking about me. We talked about travelling, how he'd filmed in Spain last summer and loved the country side there. We chatted for ages, and had finished the bottle before I looked at my watch.

"Shit, it's like nearly 3am" we'd been talking for hours.

"Buggar. Sorry. I didn't think it was that late. We should head to bed. I mean you should, like, I'll go to my own bed" he went a little pink and I giggled.

"It's ok. I got what you meant" I said before playfully slapping him on the chest. He looked at my hand as if it was glowing or something. I slid my fingers across his chest and got up. He followed me up the stairs and I did my best to wiggle my hips as I knew he was looking.

We stopped at Sarah's bedroom and I opened the door.

"Thanks for keeping me company" he said as he stood a little too close.

"No worries. I've had a lovely evening. I feel like I know you a little better" I smiled.

"Really" he took a step forwards and I could feel his breath on my neck. "I feel like there's lots more of you to find out" he practically whispered before slowly kissing me on the corner of my lips. He pulled back and smiled. "I can't wait to know all about you" he said before he leaned in again and this time I moved to reciprocate his kiss.

His lips were soft and he tasted like red wine as he opened his lips and let his tongue slip between mine. I copied his movement and our tongues danced slowly. His hands were in my hair and mine rested on his chest. He slowly moved back and broke away with a sexy smile.

"Night night, Sophie" he said as he walked towards his room. "See you in the morning"

"G'ninght Tom." I managed before his door closed and I made my way to my bed.