One and Only

Chapter Thirteen

Filming for Loki Season Two continued, and things were pretty much going as planned. Fans of all ages were there every day at every location watching for any sign of Tom. He smiled, waved, signed, and repeated those actions throughout the day.

Desai had been busy in New York with meetings for the past few days, she had turned everything over to the CEO, President, and Vice President. She still owned the company and was free to drive and train whenever she wanted, but she no longer ran Alexander Trucking. It had been a rough week lots of the employees, both men and women had been sick and she was now afraid she had caught the mess; she had been sick every day sometimes all day and she had also missed Thomas's touch. She knew that if she could just hold him she would feel so much better.

They were known to be a couple, but she allowed him his space when he was dealing with fans or doing his required publicity interviews and photoshoots. She was more often than not, there, but always stayed in the background unless he was holding her hand then she gladly stood there as they interviewed him.

He was the celebrity.

She didn't want to be in the spotlight unless absolutely necessary. She did not want to disturb his acting in any way and was given a special clearance badge from the studio after she had signed a shitload of papers. All the crew and other cast members knew who she was and that Thomas and she were together.

They also tended not to interrupt if his trailer was rocking.

Desai had spent the last four days in New York. She had not seen Thomas since his birthday on the ninth of February and it was now Valentine's Day. She had spent the last three days sick as a dog, but determined to make him a special card, wrap his vintage silk ties, and even made some of his favorite treats; Hob Nobs, berry tarts, mini-pecan pies, and chocolate chip cookies before leaving New York.

She stood patiently just inside his trailer barely able to contain her excitement. She found herself to be as excited as one of his fangirls as she listened carefully for his footsteps then the door opened.

"Desai," he whispered as his eyes widened and he gathered her into his arms. "God, I've missed you!" he exclaimed just before he kissed her tenderly but deeply. She moaned as she pulled him closer and her insides clenched with need.

It was always strange seeing him in his full Loki look, intimidating and sexy, and it left her breathless, "And I you, oh Thomas, I –" she almost blurted she loved him, swallowing it down she said, "I've missed you too!"

"You feel so good!" he said joyfully as he hugged her tightly, his hands wandering down over her sides to grasp her ass and pull her even closer. "I wish you never had to leave my side. I –" Why can't I tell you how I feel? "I want to take you out but it being Valentine's Day you'll have to settle for me cooking your dinner. I didn't know you were going to be here."

"I wanted to surprise you and you are right," she said as he pulled back to face her. "No more meetings. And as far as a restaurant, I'll take your cooking over that any day. You gonna wear this to do it? Damn, you're sexy!" She giggled as he made a noncommittal shrug and his cheeks colored a bit, "I made you some treats." She laughed as he sniffed the air and then spotted the box with all the goodies.

"I don't care about those; I don't want to let you go. I've missed you, truly I have," he said as he caressed her cheek. "I am so glad that you will not have to be flying here and there and we can be together more. I love waking up with you at my side. That bed is just too damned big for only one." Should I tell her I've taken to sleeping on the couch? He lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "I've missed this," he whispered against her neck smiling as he felt her shudder.