I found a new man and a bestfriend

My name is Ashley, and I'm Tom Hiddleston's wife. You heard me. His wife. No, I'm not delusional. I have the marriage certificate to prove it. It's difficult though. We've guarded our privacy to the point of keeping everything a secret. Maybe too much so, it now seems. This story contains mature content. If you are not at least 18, please stop and read something else. This story is not for you. This is a work of fiction. I do not own Tom Hiddleston or any other real people depicted in this story. I do own the story itself and all the original characters.

"why did it have to be you?" or in which tom gets a new assistant. [tom hiddleston] [#3 in social] [book six in the social media series]

"Oh my God, Zara," he whispered, taking a good look at me. The insecurity managed to break through my amorousness. "I knew you were a beautiful woman, but damn, you're about to kill me with those curves." "I..." I wrapped my arms around chest, feebly trying to shield myself from his stare. Shame churned within my stomach. "I-Is that a bad thing?" "No, it's a very good thing." Gently, he pushes my arms away so I can't hide myself anymore. I sighed as his fingers drew little lines along the curves of my hips. "Almost makes we wish I was a race car driver so I could fully appreciate them."