He of course didn't tell me where we were going, so I enjoyed the ride...and watching him. He looks so sexy driving this car! And well, just standing there. His soft hair, those gorgeous blue eyes, his tight muscular arms, and those legs...AAAAHHHHH!!!
Tom snapped his head, "What the..."
Oh shit! My eyes widened, and I blushed. How much did I say out loud?! Tom took my hand and smiled. "Sorry. The voices told me to stab you in the neck with a pen, but I wouldn't do it!"
He looked out at the road then at me from the corner of his eye. "Are you sure you're ok?"
"Mmmm...better than I've been in a long time Mr Hiddleston."
******
We lunched at a small out of the way diner about 10 miles from the playground. To see a Jag parked in front looked so out of place! "This place is perfect Tom! How did you find it?"
Bringing my hand to his lips, he kissed it and nuzzled it to his cheek. "Bobby, one of our crew guys, brought us here. You know, quiet, peaceful. A place to relax. So I wanted to continue our afternoon together privately. I know, it's not elegant, but..." He shrugged.
I took my hand away from him and narrowed my eyes. "Hey Hiddleston! You've known me close to a year now. Have I ever acted like I wanted" I imitated air quotes, "elegance! The word makes me wanna throw up!" I looked at him with distaste.
When the waitress came over to take our order, I smiled at Tom and said, "Since I have no reason to impress you, I'm going all out!" Looking at our waitress, I grinned. "Yes miss, I'd like the double cheeseburger with fries and an iced tea, please."
Tom sat back in his chair, mouth open and said, "It's about time you eat woman!" To the waitress he added, "Same for me darling. Thank you."
Covering his hand with mine, I asked, "Not that I'm a jealous person, because I'm not," he raised his eyebrows as I bit my lip, "but, I mean, I know you call everyone love or darling, so when you say it to me, it's not that special." The look on his face was hard to read. I leaned towards him quickly. "No, never mind Tom, I'm sorry."
He was looking out the window, in deep thought, then at me with a warm smile. "My Chelsea! I never realized that. I'm sorry."
"No Tom, I'm sorry! Forget I said anything." My Lord, why did I mention it! I feel like crying and I ruined this perfect day.
He leaned over to cup my chin. "No Chelsea. You tell me if anything bothers you, ok precious?"
I literally got goosebumps hearing that word coming from that smooth, silky voice. The waitress brought our drinks, of course, at the most inappropriate time. When she left I winked at him, and held his hand. "Jackpot!"
******
After lunch, as we were sitting in the car, I had my head back with my eyes closed, smiling, hoping and praying that I wasn't in a dream. Turning my head, peeking at Tom, I thought, Nope. Not dreaming. "Where are you kidnapping me to now sir?"
He chuckled, "Sir? Hmm...I like that! We'll have to remember that for a later time!"
I smacked his arm, laughing. "Oh, I don't think so! You will not talk to your mistress that way, my pet." Shut up Chelsea! You're gonna get yourself all worked up!
"Soooo...Chelsea's got a kinky side, huh? Oooooo...I like it!" He gave me a mischievous smile and put his hand on my knee.
And that's when my panties were feeling a little wet. Change the subject, damnit!
"Where are we going?"
"I'm taking you home! You're just a pain in my ass! I didn't want to say anything until we were home, but hey, close enough. Date over! No more!" His expression was serious, so I played along.
"You know what Hiddleston, I can't wait until we get home! Even half a day with you is too much!" I facepalmed on the door reeeeally trying to hold back from kissing him. "Oh thank God, we're home! Let me out!"
When we got to the elevator we were still griping at each other, then the door shut, and he grabbed me, kissing me hard, as we fell against the wall. My hands were running over his shoulder blades, as he moaned to my touch. "You are a demon Chelsea..."
"No talking..." I nibbled his ear, sucking on the earlobe, the tender flesh tasting so sweet.
Finally the elevator door opened, and we went in his apartment. I couldn't stop kissing him. He was a drug, and I needed more. He broke off the kiss, and I licked my lips, knowing I looked like a hungry animal. "I didn't bring you here for this."
I was breathing heavy, my body was throbbing, and I really wanted to make love to him, but... "What were your plans, handsome?"
He smiled sheepishly, "Well I know what's your favorite thing to do...and I had the movie picked out and popcorn ready to pop." Tom had the movie in one hand and the pack of microwave popcorn in the other, with those damn puppy eyes.
Oh, he.is.good!! Hugging him tight, I looked up into his beautiful eyes and smiled, "You are perfect, do you know that? I'll put in the movie, you start the popcorn."
His eyes were so seductive as he nuzzled my ear and whispered, "You're the perfect one, precious." I couldn't help but look at his butt when he walked to the kitchen. If only I could be in his arms every minute of the day!
******
We got settled on the couch, he was sitting with his legs on the coffee table, with my head resting on his leg, and started the movie. "How did you know to get "The Notebook? This is my favorite movie!"
"I remember."
Raising one eyebrow I looked at him suspiciously, "From when?"
He smiled as if he were hiding something, "When I asked you which one of my movies was your favorite?" He tickled me until I shouted for him to stop.
"Well, you probably slammed me on the floor and gave me a concussion. You had a tendency of doing that?" I covered my face, waiting for an attack.
Tom poked me in the hip, "And you don't have the ability to have a serious conversation!" He looked at me almost disappointedly.
I sat up on my elbows and knew tonight would be the perfect time. But his expression hadn't changed. Ouch! This really bothers him!
I sat up, looking him right in the eyes, and holding his hands. "This really bothers you, doesn't it?" He looked down or over. Everywhere but at me. I took his chin. "Does it?"
Sighing and frowning, he said, "Everything's a joke to you. Why?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. It wasn't intentional." This is it. Am I ready? Does he love me? Oh shit! "Tom...I love you." Oh God, he's not moving, no expression.
Tom pulled me up and squeezed me tight! "Oh Chelsea, Chelsea, my precious Chelsea! I love you more than anything!" He kissed me over and over, lifting me up and spinning me around. "I've waited for this day for so long!"
I was crying tears of joy. Our life just started, no end in sight!
