Sparta ~Tommy Conlon

Chapter 13: Basic Training

Malia's POV:

It took us a day to get everything packed, we also had a small funeral to attend. It was a hard day to say goodbye to someone that meant so much to both Tommy and myself. Anyways, Tommy and I had some good laughs the last few days. We got everything packed up and were currently on the road, "I can't read you M, how are you feeling?"

"I'm good, I'm ready for another fresh start, especially since I'm with the love of my life."

He took his eyes off the road for a moment and smiled at me, he places his hand on my thigh and I grabbed his hand, "I've always secretly loved you since I met you,"

"Damn, now you tell me,"

His laugh brought a smile to my face, "Sorry baby"

I laughed, "You know, I never did thank you and Brendan for saving me from my brothers that day. Especially you, you were only 8 and you took on an 11 and 13-year-old."

His smile died a little but not to the point where it was gone completely, "You didn't need to thank me for that. I got my best friend that day, and I met the love of my life."

I blushed, "I love you, Tommy,"

"I love you too Malia."

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We made it to Salt Lake City, Utah, that was where we stopped for the night. We had a small hotel room, it was nicer than the house we lived in for the last 2 and a half years. I tried to be optimistic when we first arrived in the small house but I quickly gave up. I sat down on the bed after using the bathroom and getting ready for bed, Tommy was now taking a shower. We had a small bag packed for overnight that I brought in. I was completely exhausted, we drove for 13 hours today and still had another 13 left. I pushed myself off the bed and changed into a pair of spandex and one of Tommy's t-shirts. I looked behind me and Tommy was leaning on the wall staring at me in a pair of shorts. I jumped and smiled with a blush creeping onto my face. "Tommy, you scared me," I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and got my clothes for tomorrow out. Tommy came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me tightly, he set his head on my shoulder and kissed my cheek.

"You look stunning in my shirts baby girl."

My face flushed red again and I became nervous for some strange reason. I looked down and the black and grey shirt went down to my mid-thigh, completely covering the grey spandex I was wearing. I turned around and looked up at him, his hands still held a tight grip around my small frame. I rested my arms on his shoulders, he was warm from his shower. He leaned down and set his hands on my thighs. He pulled me into his arms and lifted me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him softly. He brought me over to the bed and laid both of us down. He continued to kiss me while my hands rested on his hair. Something flipped in the both of us because we have never done anything like this before.

Tommy has one arm supporting himself and the other was on my side. His lips left mine and he lowered himself so that he could easily kiss my jaw and neck. The things I was feeling right now were so strange, but I liked it. I wanted more, I wanted Tommy to do more, and he did...

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The next morning, I woke up in Tommy's arms and was wearing his shirt. My mind wandered to last night and I turned red. My head was rested on his chest and I rolled over. I pushed myself into a sitting position and immediately felt sore. I stood up and held in a groan, I grabbed my stuff for a shower. I held it in my hands and turned to look at Tommy. He was out cold still, I'm not surprised though, it's 6 AM. I walked to the bathroom and shut the door, I turned the water on and waited for a nice temperature. I took Tommy's shirt off and stepped into the shower. It was a nice feeling and I relaxed, I hadn't cut my hair since I was in Pittsburgh and it now went down to my lower back. Usually, it rested on my shoulders but the change was nice.