Let Me Love You:A Love Triangle (Tom Hiddleston&Jeremy Renner)

Part 6: A Day With Tom

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Part 6

"How does this look on me?" asked Tom. He held a leather jacket up to his chest.

"Don't you have like twenty of those?" I joked. I was joking but I had a feeling Tom actually did.

"Hmph probably. What about this?" he held up a deep navy denim wash button down. I approve.

"That would make you look even more handsome!" I replied. 

"Aw thank you. Ehehehe." he replied and he folded the shirt under his arm. 

We were at “The Grove” a nice outdoor mall in LA, browsing some men’s clothing store. I had classes earlier today, and Tom picked me up after. The sun was shining and I was comfortable in shorts and a tank top soaking up the nice LA weather. Tom looked like a British model fresh out of a magazine photo shoot in khaki shorts and a blue v-neck with Ray Bans hanging from his collar. How did I get so lucky?

"Can I help you two find anything?" asked a male employee.

"No thank you." I replied and turned to face him. He had green eyes. Ah reminds me of Jeremy. 

Jeremy.

The lunch fiasco happened almost a week ago and I've been trying to forget about it since. Especially what happened after. I really want to forget it happened. Imagine what would happen if Tom found out! All hell would break loose. Agh. But Jeremy hasn't left my mind. His soft lips felt like fire against mine. I felt so alive... And happy. Something different from the way when me and Tom kiss. There was just a spark there. Can't put my finger on it. But I really miss talking to him. He had called and texted me a few times. Things like “Sabrina can we talk?” “Sabrina, I’m so sorry.” “Please don’t ignore me!” but I just can't reply. He's too... ugh. I barely know the guy! It's not right to feel this way. I can't think about him. Tom is my one and only. 

"Sabrina, darling, I think I'm just about done here." called Tom holding a bundle of clothes. 

I walked over to him.

"Why the sudden need to expand your wardrobe, Tom?" I asked.

"I want to stock up on nice looking things. There are a lot of interviews coming up and I want to look very stylish," he told me.

"Well, you would look stunning in anything," I grinned. It's true.

“You’re too kind,” he said and kissed my cheek tenderly. 

“Now. Let’s pick up a little something for you,” he said and a playful grin spread upon his face.

“What? No Tom, I’m fine thanks. I don’t really need new clothes.” 

“No no, I insist! Come,” he said and took my hand leading me out of the store.

I kept on pestering Tom trying to convince him not to buy anything for me. But all he said in response was “ehehehe” and things like that. Oh Tom. 

Eventually he pulled me over to a very expensive gown shop. Dozens of gorgeous and high-priced dresses filled the store. What are we doing here? I don’t need a dress. Tom knows I’m not the kind of girl to dress up.