Chapter 29

Dinner

Tom parked his car in front of Sasha's apartment building. He got there ten minutes earlier than scheduled. His hands shook a little and were sweaty. He was nervous as hell. This was his real first date since he wooed Darien.

Everything dependent on this date. He pretended to be at a loss with the whole furniture hunting and painting the walls. To be honest, he had some other things in mind when he went shopping with Sasha. But he wanted her to decide what to buy. He arranged everything the way she would love and be comfortable with. He wanted his house not only to be a home for him and his kids but also a home for her, for them as a family. Even getting her Henry was a puzzle piece to tie her to him.

All those weeks since they came back from the Med he tried to show her that he was worth to love. He knew he had hurt her when he left her behind all those months ago. He knew she wasn't trusting him to be back for good at the point he went back to the James and took the oath again. He knew he had to fight for her trust and love and he hoped that he showed her his sincerity about them the last weeks.

He became accustomed to her being around him and his kids all the time. When she had to be away because of the job he felt lonely. He missed her all the time. His mood changed the instance when he saw her walking by in the corridor or when she looked at him with her beautiful smile and her shiny blue eyes. He knew she was the one for him. She was it all those years ago and she still is it now.

So he hoped they would take the next step. Holding her in his arms wasn't enough for him any more. He wanted her so badly. His body yearned for her. And if he interpreted the signs she send to him correctly she wanted him too. Taking a deep breath he stepped out of the car and headed to her door.


Little did he know that on the other side of the road a nervous Sasha was pacing around the living room. She changed at least five times until she had the perfect outfit. Everything dependent on this date. She knew that he pretended to be at a loss with the furniture and the painting. She knew he wanted her around and be with her. She could see it in his eyes. He was good at hiding his emotions, but not for her. His eyes betrayed him. Every time she looked at him his eyes were gentle and full of love.

No one had looked at her the way he had done, ever. Even Julian, her husband, hadn't looked at her the way Tom had done and still does. And every time she looked at him she felt her heart skip a beat and butterflies flying around her stomach. Even in the weirdest moments when the bullets were flying around them, her body betrayed her and her heart went out to him.

His behavior the last weeks and especially his behavior some days ago when she told him her secret showed her how much he loved her. And she was falling for him deeper and deeper than she could have imagined.

Her body yearned for him and she graved for his touch. When he holds her in his arms she feels save and that nobody and nothing could do anything to her. He was the one for her, the love of her life. Always had been. But she didn't realize it at the time when they were together at the Academy. The realization came after they broke up, when she struggled over her pregnancy and the miscarriage.

After years of restless searching she found Julian Cooper and got married. He was a nice man and everything what a woman could dream of, but he wasn't Tom Chandler. Tom had always occupied a part of her heart. There were times when she woke up in her townhouse, hoping to turn to a sleeping Tom at her side rather than to her husband. Sometimes she caught herself of imagining Tom making love to her instead of Julian, hearing Tom's moans, feeling Tom inside of her.

Hearing a knock on her door Sasha jumped out of her thoughts and rushed to the door. She wasn't prepared for this. Tom was standing in front of her with his head looking down at his feet. When he heard her gasp he looked up slowly at her and smiled his best and significant smile. Looking her up and down and taking her in. She wore tight black pants and a white blouse combined with a jacket. The outfit reminded him of the one she wore in Asia when they first met after such a long time.

"Hello beautiful" He said with a low voice stepping forward to kiss her on the lips.

"Well, hello handsome" She replied with a wide grin on her face. Sasha couldn't help herself and looked him up again. He wore gray pants, a navy blue shirt which emphasized his blue eyes and a gray jacket.

"You ready to go?" he asked her.

"Yeah, just..." Sasha trailed off.

"Just what?" Tom questioned her. She came a little bit closer to him and raised her hands at his face and drew him closer to her. Their lips touched and Tom embraced his arms around her back and rested them at her waist. The kiss got hotter every second. After some time Tom broke the kiss and whispered "If we don't stop this now, we won't go out for dinner."

"I know," Sasha whispered back and stepped away. Taking her purse she closed the door and they walked hand in hand to the car.