Chapter 6

As soon as the doorbell rings, we turn the show off and jump off of the couch. I need food right now! I look at the clock as Tom gets the pizza, it reads 6:45. Stupid slow service. I take a seat the the kitchen table and Tom puts the pizzas down. He sits down next to me and opens the boxes.

"Dinner!" Tom yells. The boys all come running down and sit at the table. Tom hands everyone a paper plate and then we all dig in. I have a slice of cheese and a slice of white broccoli, my favourites. After we all finish, it is already seven thirty. I stand up and throw out my plate with everyone else. "Okay everyone, today was a nice day! We have one more beach day tomorrow so don't stay up too late tonight. Please try to be asleep by ten because we want to get a full day in tomorrow, and we have a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant tomorrow night. Don't get into trouble please, and be quiet once Paddy and Owen go to sleep boys. Paddy and Owen, bed by 8:30 please! I'm going to go shower so please behave yourselves." Tom says. We walk up to the room and grab our towels and shower toiletries. "I'll go downstairs, you can shower at the end of the hallway." Tom says and I nod.

"I'll meet you back here!" I say. We grab our things and head into the bathrooms. I close the door and lock it behind me. I can't believe I get to shower in here. I turn on the water and let myself slip into complete relaxation mode.

As soon as I finish, about twenty minutes later, I wrap myself in my towel and I blow dry my hair. When my hair is dry I head back into the room. I go inside and close the door behind me. Tom isn't here yet. I check my phone before plugging it in, which reads 8:15. The windows outside are pitch black because of the rain and clouds, but it's supposed to clear up by morning. I walk over to my dresser to grab my pajamas, but the door opens before I can. I tuck my towel in so it will stay and turn to see Tom, also in his towel. His defined abs make me nervous just being around him like this. He closes and locks the door behind him. He sees me and smirks.

"Hi." He says, walking closer to me.

"Hey." I say, walking towards him as well.

"How was the water?"

"Nothing compared to the ocean." Tom stares at me for a peculiarly long amount of time. "What?" I ask, smiling.

"Nothing." He says.

"Well it's obviously something. Spill it." I say, smiling wider now.

"You're going to think I'm weird."

"I already do, so spill it." He laughs at my remark.

"I've just never seen you like this."

"What do you mean like this?"

"This exposed, like just in your towel."

"I've literally been in my bathing suit twice with you, which showed more skin than this towel does." I say laughing.

"No, but this is different. In a bathing suit you expose what you want to, it's a personal choice. In a towel, like we are, it's not so much of a choice. It's more like a temporary cover until you can put something you want on your body." I laugh at him.

"You're right, I do think you're weird." I say.

"I told you you'd say that!" He bites his bottom lip and looks me up and down. "I have to admit, I do enjoy seeing you like this." He looks me in the eyes.

"And I can't deny that you look very tempting right now as well."

"Why should we have to deny it?" My stomach begins to twist up in knots. Nervous knots, but good knots. We walk towards each other until our bodies are nearly touching. I move my left hand up and place it on his shoulder, and he moves his right hand to the side of the top of my towel. I let my right hand fall down and he lets his left hand fall with it, grasping the hands together. I feel his breathing on my exposed skin as we move closer inch by inch, and I look down at his stomach. I trail my hand down to his stomach and back up, and look him in the eyes as my lips fall apart. He leans into me quickly and begins kissing me passionately. Our bodies curve to each other as we move slowly, desperately. Tom's hand runs back and forth along the side of my body, along every curve, sending me chills. His hand stops as he reaches for the edge of my towel, making me shiver. I try to continue but he moves away. "I'm sorry, are you sure-" He begins, but I lean back in and kiss him, even more desperate than before. He gladly accepts and I feel a smile form on his occupied lips. He slowly trails his lips down my neck and down my chest, kissing along the edge of my towel. He looks up at my eyes and I nod at him.

He moves his head back up to its rightful place and smiles at me. I smile back, anxious for what's to come. His hand trails up the side of my body until it reaches the fold of my towel. I move my hand down his chest and find the fold of his as well.

"Before we do this," I begin, "I want you to know that I love you. So fucking much."

"And I love you, so fucking much." He says. He gives a light tug at my towel, showing me it's time. In sync, we pull just the right amount and the towels drop to the floor. We stare at each other for a good time before Tom puts his hands on my shoulders. I put my fingertips on top of his as he moves me towards the bed. He gives me a gentle push and I fall onto my back on the mattress. I move my body until I'm centered on the bed, and he crawls on next to me. He trails kisses up and down my body continuously and I try to remain calm. After a while we switch roles, and he lays down on the bed. I caress his body with my lips, just as he did to me. And soon, it becomes real. Soon we've both lost something that we'll never get back in our lives, and I'm glad I am lost with him.

As soon as I wake up I see the bright sun shining through the window. I'm facing Tom, my head nuzzled into his shoulder. He's laying down flat on his back. I'm laying on my stomach with my left hand on his chest and my left leg on his legs. His right hand is curved around me on my body. Messy sheets work to cover both of us, but the comforter is on the floor. I can't believe I just did that. I tilt my head up and see Tom slowly open his eyes. He sees me and smiles the most ridiculously huge smile ever. He looks at my body, then at the bed. Tom tilts his head back, looking at the ceiling, and chuckles quietly to himself.

"So I guess I'm not the only one who can't believe that just happened?" I ask, smiling back at him.

"Definitely not the only one." Tom says. He looks down at me and plants his lips firmly on my forehead. "I love you so much, Jillian. It's literally driving me mad." I move myself so I'm laying right on top of him and pull the covers over both of us. I move my head to his ear and whisper.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one feeling that way." I kiss the edge of his earlobe and move my head back down, laying it on his chest. He moves his arms around me and squeezes my body.

"I am literally so in love with you right now, you don't know how hot that was." He adds, kissing the top of my head for good measure.