Unscripted Love • A Tom Hardy fanfic

Chapter 42

Her nannying job started a week after Tom left for Vancouver, which helped keep her occupied. While the weather was still nice, the two girls Megan and Mariah, would spend some days at Fiona's, enjoying the pool but the days grew colder rapidly.

"Hi, love, how was your day," Tom said into the phone as he curled up on the hotel couch and turned the TV on.

"It… was," Fiona laughed.

"What does that mean?" Tom asked, putting the tv on mute.

"Let's circle back to me. How was your day?" She sounded like she was moving stuff around or doing something, so Tom let her have the moment.

"Uh, I have a huge bruise on my ass," he rubbed his butt through his jeans.

"Oh no, from what?"

"Paintball. I was dared to get shot on the ass. I kind of regret it now, but it was hilarious."

"You're a sucker for the attention," she laughed. "but I will make sure to pay extra attention to it when I come to visit."

"Yeah? Let me guess, you're not even packed yet? Is that what you're doing? You sound out of breath."

"I'm not packed or packing," she confessed. "I'll do it tomorrow morning."

"Then what's going on?" Tom pushed.

"Don't laugh," she said sternly. She heard Tom instantly laugh on the other end. "Are you kidding me?"

"I won't laugh when you tell me, I was just getting it out."

"I got a wax," Fiona said flatly.

"Like your legs?" Tom asked slowly.

"No."

"I'm guessing, it didn't go well?" Tom was trying hard not to laugh.

"It went… different than I expected," Fiona laid in bed, her legs spread wide. "It didn't hurt as much as I thought."

"So, what went wrong?"

"My entire area is bruised!" She said as she covered herself with aloe.

"I don't think that's supposed to happen," he couldn't imagine.

"Yeah probably not," she rolled her eyes to herself.

"I'm so sorry, love. You know you don't have to do that right?" Tom kicked his shoes off and put his legs up on the coffee table.

"Yeah, I just wanted it baby soft and smooth for the whole week I was going to be there," she whined. "Now, it's swollen and black and blue."

"I'll make sure to pay extra attention to it," he teased. "I don't mind if you don't look like a baby, you know. You're an adult woman after all."

"Well, I don't look like either now," she let out a little laugh.

"I still can't wait to see you."

"Me either. It's been a long 3 weeks," she sat up.

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"So you're gonna introduce me to your co-workers right?" Fiona asked, excitedly.

"Reese, sure," Tom said between brushing his teeth.

"Yeah and Chris Pine," she sat on the bed lacing up her boots.

"Uh, no," he looked at her through the mirror.

"What?" She laughed. "He's going to be there, you're just not gonna introduce me?"