Sparta ~Tommy Conlon

Chapter 15: Future talks

Malia's POV:

On the walk back to the base, Tommy was holding Alex in his arms and I was holding Justin. I couldn't help but smile, this was a perfect moment that I wouldn't trade for the world. I couldn't stop thinking about possibly 5 years from now having my own kids with Tommy. Both boys were asleep, I grabbed Tommy's hand and he looked over at me. He smiled and I smiled back, "I love you, I can't tell you enough."

"I love you too. I always have Tommy."

~~~

Tommy and I were at home, and we were in our room. Just standing in his presence was soothing but strange. He was different, his posture was different, his hair was darker, his face was no longer clean-shaven but I didn't mind that, his eyes were hard but still warm. Physically, his appearance was different too. He used to be this kid that was skinny and didn't look like he could take a punch let alone throw one. But now, he was huge. His back was double in size and it was all muscle. His arms were now the size that his legs used to be and his legs have gotten bigger as well. He looked amazing, this is who he's supposed to be and I love it. I'm in love with the man he's become. He seems to have gotten taller too but I'm not sure about that. He has been working really hard these past couple of months though, when he took his shirt off earlier, he had such a nice 6 pack. I didn't think he could get more attractive but I was so wrong. He's so handsome, I was obsessed with him, the way he's changed for the better. "What're you thinking about?" I looked up at Tommy and just smiled.

"Just how much you've changed."

"In a good or bad way?" He seemed nervous for my reply.

"A very good way."

He smiled and ran his hand through my hair. We were laying down, Tommy's back was against the headboard and he had his arms wrapped around me. My head was resting on his chest, he was messing with my hair and I'd give anything to stay like this for the rest of our time. "How do you feel about tattoos?"

I shrugged, "They don't bother me. Why?"

"I got one,"

"What? Where? I didn't even notice."

He laughed and lifted his left arm, I saw his wrist and smiled. The tattoo read M.R.S. In average lettering. It went across the inside of his wrist. "Do you know what it stands for?"

I shook my head. "No, what's it mean?" I had an idea but wasn't completely sure.

"Malia Ryann Summers."

I smiled, "You got that for me?"

"Of course. I'd do anything for you,"

"And I'd do anything for you." It was quiet for a few moments. Tommy and I were just enjoying each other's presence. "Tommy,"

"Hmm?"

"Have you thought about our future in detail?"

"Yeah, here and there. Why? Have you?"

"Of course I have. How many kids do you envision having?"

I could feel his smile just by the way he relaxed. "3 would be the perfect number for me."

"What gender order do you want?"

"All boys. No offense baby girl, but women are scary and when they're on there time, y'all scare me."

I started laughing really hard and Tommy began laughing too. "So you wouldn't be happy with a little girl?"

"I didn't say that. I would just prefer to have all boys. If we did have a baby girl though, I wouldn't complain, especially if she looked like you. Only thing is, I'm going to have to beat guys off of her."

I started laughing again. "That's probably true, you'd enjoy it though."

"You're not wrong."

"So for our first boy, what are you thinking Name wise?"

"Well, I've always wanted a son with the name Liam Dre."

I smirked. "I really like that, Liam Dre Conlon."

"Malia Ryann Conlon." I smiled. "I love the sound of that."

"I do too," I sat up and kissed Tommy. "Give me some other names."

He laughed. "You're really excited about this, aren't you?"

"Are you not?"

"Of course I am. What about Jack?"

"I like that, Jack Conlon." I gasped.

"What?" Tommy asked with worry evident in his voice.

"Jack Thomas Conlon."

He sighed, "I thought something was wrong. Why are you using my name? I don't like that,"

"Why not?"

"It just doesn't fit right."

I nodded, "Ok, but Jack is good."

"Yeah, what about you lil Miss? What have you come up with?"

"Tons," I laughed. "Dylan, Thomas, Hudson, Nolan, Dominic, Anderson, and Killian."

"Hudson,"

"Yeah?" I laughed.

"Yes, I love that."

"Awww, yay." Tommy smiled and pulled me into a kiss. The kiss was slow and intimate, it showed the true passion we held for each other. Tommy laid me down and continued with the kiss. He took his shirt off and ran his hands over my sides. "Tommy," I broke the kiss but his lips found my neck.

"Hmmm?"

"I love where this is going, but I can't be a mom at 17,"

He nodded and barely lifted his lips off my skin. "Don't worry love, I have this all under control."

I sunk in his touch and nodded. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Tommy."

He smiled on my skin and brought his lips back to mine...

~~~

I got out of the shower and looked in the mirror at all the dark marks that Tommy left on my collarbone. I changed into my pajamas which was Tommy's shirt with spandex. I laid down on the bed, Tommy wasn't in our room which was ok. I was waiting patiently for him, he walked into the room and smiled at me, he was only wearing a pair of grey shorts. "Hey, hot stuff."

I smiled at him. "Hey, lover boy."

He scrunched his nose up and shook his head. "No, that's not going to stick."

"Mmm, I love it. Loverboy defines you perfectly."

He stared me down and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh really?"

"Yeah,"

He laughed and laid down next to me. He started tickling me to the point where I was crying from laughing so hard.

"It's so good to have you back."

"Even if it's just for the day?"

"Yes, god I've missed you."

"I've missed you too. You know that I'd do anything for you, right? I'm just trying to secure a future for you, me, and our future family."

I smiled brightly. "I love the sound of that," I mumbled as I fell asleep in my baby's arms...