10am
"We're home!" Tom announced as he and fletch stumbled through the door with several shopping bags in each hand. He was sure that Sam would still be asleep. "Hang on, can I hear...?" Tom trailed off and he was right. After dumping the bags in the kitchen, he found Sam hoovering the inside of an empty cupboard in the living room. "You feeling alright?" Tom joked. He could see a stack of books, DVDs and CDs which had been taking out of the cupboards.
"I thought we should start sorting through our stuff if we're gonna be moving." Sam stated. She was dressed with her swimming costume on underneath her clothes because it was a Saturday morning and the unisex changing rooms were bound to be busy. She didn't like to have to get changed completely in front of other people normally, let alone with her now 19 week bump.
"Alright then..." Tom was still trying to process the fact that Sam was tidying which she hadn't done in about two months.
"I've packed our bags so I'm ready once you've packed the shopping away." Sam said, she then turned the Hoover back on and continued to Hoover the dust out of the cupboards.
Tom was brought back to reality when fletch called his name.
"C'mon, we've still gotta get the rest of the shopping." Fletch said before he headed out of the flat door and back down to the car. Tom then followed. "Oh, and you owe me a fiver." He smiled.
Ten minutes later, Tom and fletch had packed away the shopping so Tom grabbed Sam's large hand bag and his gym bag from the bed which Sam had packed for them. She had put in everything he needed from his trunks to a clean pair of boxers. He carried both bags to the living room where Sam was still tidying.
"Right, you ready?" Tom queried. Sam looked over at Tom and smiled.
"Yep. Oh and can we watch this later? I didn't even know we had it." Sam asked as she picked up the DVD 'The perks of being a wallflower.'
"Sam if you cried at it when we went to the cinema months ago, what're you gonna be like now?" Tom smirked.
"Pleeeease?" Sam begged.
"Go on then." Tom agreed eventually. Sam placed the DVD in front of the TV where fletch was sitting on the sofa watching the news. She then joined Tom and they left for the swimming pool.
As the couple entered the unisex changing rooms, Sam realised that her assumption was right: it was packed. Children were getting out from the morning swimming lessons and it was full of families. She was glad that she had changed earlier because all of the changing rooms had queues outside of them.
It was noisy and packed; something which Sam did not like.
Sam quickly took her clothes off, revealing a one piece black swimming costume with two thin pink and orange swirly lines across the stomach. Because it was tight, it showed Sam's 19 week bump but she was glad that she was still fitting into her costume that she could wear before she was pregnant. But only just.
"Can you hold this up for me? While I pull my shorts on." Tom asked as he held a towel to Sam. She had already put her bag and clothes in her locker with her towel wrapped around her that she was going to put on the side.
"Yep." Sam held the towel horizontally whilst Tom quickly pulled his jeans and pants down and replaced them with a pair of light blue and green swimming trunks.
"I'm surprised you didn't pack me my speedos." Tom joked as he locked his locker and the couple walked out to the poolside with their towels.
"I didn't even know you had Speedos." Sam laughed.
"Right, I'd say if we do lengths until... 12, then we can get out and go for subway." Tom stated as he and Sam put their towels down on one chair. Sam looked up at the large clock on the wall and saw that it was nearly eleven.
"You want me to do lengths for over an hour?" Sam raised an eyebrow.
"Alright then, we'll do lengths until half past and then relax in the pool for a bit." Tom said.
"Fine. But we're not going in the fast lane." Sam stated as she and Tom walked over to the pool. It had seven lanes. Four were for the families to play and relax in and three were for doing lengths. There was the fast, medium, and slow lane.
"We'll go in the medium." Tom smiled as he dragged Sam away from the slow lane. Tom bombed into the empty lane and Sam sat herself on the pool edge before she slipped into the cool water. "Come on." Tom smiled as he gently pushed Sam to make her begin swimming. Reluctantly, Sam began doing the breast stroke along the lane of the pool. Tom soon followed.
11:30am
Sam stopped at the end of the lane and took her head out of the water. Finally, she thought. She had been counting down the minutes until she could go and relax. Tom caught up with Sam, pinned her against the side of the pool and pecked her on the lips.
"When, Miss Nicholls, are we going to get married?" Tom said as he, with his feet on the pool floor, lifted Sam and wrapped her legs around his waist. He pulled her close so her bump was against his bare abdomen. The water was up to their shoulders.
"Tom... I really don't want a big white wedding." Sam admitted. She had learnt from her wedding with Dylan that she hated it.
"But you do want a wedding? Yeah?" Tom said worriedly.
"Yeah of course I do." Sam smiled as she leant in and kissed Tom again.
"Would you prefer doing it in the registry office?" Tom asked.
"It's like you read my mind." Sam smiled. "We could have a party with all of our friends afterwards. Just... I don't want to have to wear a white dress or have a Christian ceremony when neither of us are religious." Sam admitted.
"Okay... Why didn't you tell me before?" Tom asked as he pulled Sam into a hug. She still had her legs wrapped around his waist.
"Because I thought that you wanted a normal wedding." Sam said over his shoulder.
"I want you and me to be happy. And I don't care where we get married. As long as I'm with you, I'll he happy." Tom smiled.
"Cliche much." Sam joked as they pulled apart slightly.
"I'll tell you what's cliched, a hot woman is sitting on my lap and the blood has rushed to a certain part of my body." Tom smirked. "You know I reckon we could have a quickie here." Tom whispered into Sam's ear.
"Tom there're kids in the pool." Sam stated but she too wanted what Tom did.
"Yeah but they're over there and they're too busy to notice. I can see it in your eyes and you know you want to." Tom stated as he smoothed his hand slowly between Sam's legs. They were in the medium lane. No one was in the fast or slow lanes and they were quite far away from anyone else however did Sam want to take the risk?
Tom kissed Sam on the lips, slipped his trunks down ever so slightly and pulled Sam's costume to the side at the bottom. He slid into her and wrapped his arms around her back. Sam slowly moved back and forth on Tom's lap.
After ten minutes, Tom stopped Sam and gave her a kiss.
"You are so amazing." Tom whispered. He slowly slid out of her, pulled Sam's costume back and then pulled his trunks up.
"Mm, and you are so cheeky." Sam smiled.
"Sam, go and get my towel please." Tom smiled.
"Why?" Sam smirked.
"Because this bad boy won't go down just yet, and I might scare the kids if they see it." Tom joked as he nodded to his groin.
"I can't believe you." Sam smiled.
"What?!" Tom shrieked.
"You could've just said I have a boner." Sam whispered.
"Yeah well I like talking in code." Tom smirked.
"Really? so bad boy is code for erection?" Sam laughed.
"Yes." Tom replied,
"What's code word for..." Sam began. "Subway." She whispered into his ear.
"Oh come on I though you were going to say something sexy and hot but no it's about food." Tom moaned. "anticlimax much." He added.
"Well if you get me lunch there might be more later." Sam said suggestively as she climbed out of the pool. She held Tom's towel out for him and then they both made their way to the crowded changing rooms.
Thanks for reading, please review x. What do you reckon, with Fletch staying at Sam and Tom's flat, will either one of them get ill? Or will they both manage to avoid the bout of man flu?
