Blue tshirt? No. Red...? No. I shook my head, bit my lip, and sat on my bed. OK, Chelsea, why are you having a problem picking out clothes for a date...shit...it's not even a DATE! It's Tom! He has seen you in pajamas when you were sick with snot running down your nose and didn't flinch.
He liked me back then! Falling on my bed, covering my face, I thought, how stupid are you?
"Chelsea love? Are you torturing me, making me wait so long for you?" Tom sounded as if he were wasting away, a sad little lost boy!
I peeked out from the bedroom door, to see him sitting on the couch, his legs wide apart, his arm leaning on the back, looking like a movie...well he IS a movie star. Not to me. He's my very tall, very sexy, very nice, and very loving boyfriend Tom.
"Well, geez Tom, if you whine a little louder, we just won't go!" I fluttered my eyes and closed the door, smiling like a loon. As soon as I was finishing up, he knocked on my bedroom door.
"Who iiiiiiis it?!" The shit-eating grin on my face was quickly gone when he swooped me up, threw me up over his shoulder and growled, "You're coming with me!" I yelled out, beating on his back, when he put me down by the door.
He looked at me like an animal hungry for a meal. I backed up until I was pressed against the door. His hands were on high on the door, on either side, "Did you make me wait on purpose Ms. Bennett?"
I was breathing heavy, looking at his sexy, smoldering gaze, and I couldn't stop myself. I jumped in his arms, took his face in my hands, and forcing his lips open, plunged my tongue in his mouth. Both of us moaned as he carried me backwards without breaking the kiss, my arms around his neck, as we dropped to the couch. I straddled my legs around his waist, my tongue twirling around his. As we slowly stopped, I felt my heart pounding against his...my eyes sparkling as his were...our fingers entwined.
"Tom, what have you done to me? I...I..." I shrugged my shoulders and looked down smiling.
He crooked his fingers under my chin, lift my face to look at him and gave me a feathery kiss. "You what, darling?"
I lay my head on his shoulder, "I haven't been this happy in a long time." Looking at him, I realized that I wanted to be with him forever. "And to find this happiness with you...just make it 1000 times better." He kissed away a tear that ran down my face.
Pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, he smiled and replied, "You, my dear Chelsea, are the most important part of my life and I'm never going to let you go!" Tom got a mischievous look on his face, kissed my nose and lift me up, carrying me to the door. "I have an entire day planned, so let's go, gorgeous!"
It was the perfect day for...whatever we were doing! The sun was bright, and not a cloud in the sky. It was the kind of warmth that hugged your body.
Putting my head on the head rest, I watched him through half opened eyes, looking at his lips, needing to kiss him again.
Without taking his eyes off the road, and with a hint of a smile, he asked, "Like what you see?"
"Immensely. So, Mr Hiddleston, are you going to tell me where you are taking me?"
Looking over at me, with so much amusement in his face, "Absolutely dear, all you had to do was ask?"
Tom raised his eyebrows, then licked his lips and pointed ahead of him. "This way." Leaning over to kiss my cheek, he laughed. I palmed his face and pushed him back.
"Oh Mr Hiddleston, you think you're a sly one, don't you?"
Tilting his head and smiling like a little boy, he replied, "Yes, and I'm adorable, too."
Hell yeah you are! I seriously can't believe that a punch to his face would make me feel like this about him!! I smirked. "You have your moments!"
Glaring and giving me a small smile, he said, "Well darling, we are here. But if you keep it up, I might have to make you walk home. Stay there please."
He got out of the car, and I watched him walk quickly around to open my door. Holding his hand out, he bowed, saying, "Ms Bennett..."
Lord, this man may kill me! Taking my hand, he helped me out, then kissed me softly. "Come with me, please..." I looked around and saw...nothing really. Well, nothing that I expected: a basketball court, monkey bars, swings...ok, basically a playground in a gorgeous park. And we were the only 2 people here.
He had that 5-year-old boy, waiting for Santa smile on his face, while I looked at him with amusement. Lord, he is the cutest, silliest man...
Grabbing my hand, we ran together like...well, little kids on a playground. We got to the swings and he kissed me, sweeping his arm, saying, "Please, sit." He pushed me on the swing, everyone once in a while, grabbing the chains to kiss me then push me again. "Thomas Hiddleston, you are the most adorable man I've ever known."
He sat on the next swing, leaning his head on the chain, and replied, "Hey, it's not even noon! By the end of the night, I'm gonna be the sexiest man in the world!!" He raised both hands imitating an offering to the sky.
I shook my head, biting my lip, and said, "Well, I'll have to get back to you on that!" After swinging for a few minutes, he nodded towards the monkey bars.
"Oh you have GOT to be kidding me!!" Looking at the monkey bars and back to him, my eyes wide, I said, "I'm a 30-year-old woman," furrowing my eyes at him, trying not to smile, "apparently with my 5-year-old child who wants to go, so I'll watch you!" I shooed him away with my hand and very quickly he picked me up in his arms, carrying me over, saying with a laugh, "Well this 5-year-old has a huge crush on you and you're going on the monkey bars...monkey butt!"
He climbed it with ease, which was no surprise of course. I stayed on the ground mostly to admire his butt, although another reason was...I lose my footing waaaay too easily.
"You're not gonna make me sit up here by myself, are you?" That pout of his was irresistible...almost.
"You were the one that wanted to climb it, Mr Hiddleston, not me! I'm going down the slide!" Sticking my nose in the air, I turned around, and walked away, making sure there was a little extra swing in my butt as I went. Then I heard a jump to the ground. I turned to see him running. I tried to run, but really, who could get away from a man with those legs?! He caught up to me in no time and knocked me down, rolling me on top of him.
Laughed hysterically, I was trying to catch my breath. When we calmed down, we just looked at each other as if frozen in that position. I ran my fingers through his hair, and said, "You know Tom, I'm thinking of sending Brian a 'thank you' card." I kissed his jaw where Brian hit him. My mouth traveled over to his, kissing his sweet lips. Our tongues found each other and played together in rhythmic patterns as our breathing increased. "Tom..." I said without taking my lips from his.
"Hmm?" His hands carressed my face, his warm breath on my neck.
I smiled down at him blushing, looking around, and said, "We're making out in a public park." I couldn't help but kiss him again before I stood up.
Laughing mischievous, "OK, let's go to the car. Backseat. I need to stretch out my legs!"
"Are you propositioning a lady for sex in a car?!"
He leaned down and bit my ear, "You're no lady!" He ran for the car, laughing like an idiot. I sighed happily. That idiot makes me so happy, makes me feel safe, makes me feel alive.
Watching him leaning on an open door, I was absolutely sure of one thing:
I'm in love.
