"Are you okay?" Tommy asked as we exited the car at his sister's house only moments later. I just nodded as we made our way up the stairs toward the door. We didn't say anything as we entered the dark interior—silently walking to the stairs just as a voice stopped us on the landing. I looked at my watch. It read 3:00 a.m.
"Did you two enjoy yourselves?" Helena asked curiously as she materialized out of the dark in a gown and housecoat. Tom just shrugged before grinning.
"It's been an interesting day, Mere. You'd be surprised at Jude's stamina. Did you know after three times, she was still going strong?" Tommy asked with a shrug as he pulled me behind him up the stairs. I just gaped at his back in horror. He had so not just done that! I glanced timidly behind me to see Helena shaking her head with a mix of amusement and irritation. I had a feeling Tommy enjoyed teasing her as much as she teased him. He stopped in front of the room where I was staying, and I ushered him in before he had a chance to slip down the hall.
"I want you to go on the cruise with me." I stated simply as he just perused me quietly. He shrugged in compliance as I just glanced nervously over at the door. Why was I being so uptight?
"I'm glad you want me to go, Jude." Tommy replied honestly as I just shrugged too before walking over to dig through my suitcase at the end of the bed. I needed to change and get showered before the sun came up. Pulling my shirt over my head, I ignored Tommy's surprised gasp as I reached in the case for the t-shirt I had a habit of sleeping in.
"Do you have a problem with women's chests?" I asked him humorously as I remembered him asking me that same question only days before. He just coughed as I turned toward him in my blue jeans and bra.
"I meant what I said, Tom. In the car, I mean." I replied modestly as I walked over to him steadily—letting his gaze linger on my skin as a flush ran up the side of my cheeks. My heart sped up as I stood now in front of him brazenly running my hands up underneath the hem of his shirt as he drew in an agonized breath. He groaned before allowing himself the same luxury—skimming the tips of his fingers against the sensitive skin of my ribcage, and I arched against him as his mouth pressed suddenly against the side of my neck. He nibbled gently at the flesh of my earlobe and I melted against him—letting his hand support my back as he finally found my mouth with his. The pressure was glorious—demanding and seductive all at the same time, and I reveled in it as he gently pressed me backwards toward the bed—sinking over me as my back touched the comforter. He lifted his shirt over his head quickly—moaning at the feel of my naked skin against his. I gripped the muscles of his back firmly—letting my nails sink into his skin as he pressed against me desperately—hard enough that I felt the strain against the front of his jeans. He fumbled at the button of my jeans as his other hand came to rest firmly against the end of my rear. I gasped as he started to press down at my jeans only to be interrupted by a quick, short knock at the door. Tommy just managed to sit up as it clicked open suddenly.
"Jude, I…." Sadie began as she walked stealthily into the room before stopping instantly at the sight that met her.
"Jesus." She whispered before beginning to back up hurriedly only to be stopped by Tommy who shook his head vehemently.
"I really need to go anyway." Tom mumbled as he pulled his shirt back over his head before glancing at me heatedly. I smiled softly at him as he headed out the door resolutely. I was just so frustrated. I didn't even bother putting my shirt back on as Sadie turned on me suddenly in abject anger.
"What the hell was that, Jude?" Sadie asked furiously as I just shrugged against her bombarding anger.
"I'm pretty sure that was obvious." I answered calmly as she walked around the bed before sitting down opposite me.
"Do you even know what you're doing? He'll screw you and leave you, Jude. Trust me." She stated simply as she clutched at my comforter in immediate disgust as if she remembered the scene she had just interrupted. "Besides, you're seventeen, Jude."
"And you were sixteen when you lost your virginity, Sades, or have you forgotten that I walked in on you and your ex boyfriend right after you two finished the act?" I asked huffily now as Sadie took in a deep, calming breath. I knew I had rattled her.
"Maybe I want more for you." She replied softly as I just shook my head.
"No, maybe what you want is for me not to be doing Tom Quincy. I'm sorry if that's a problem for you. Really I am." I stated quietly as she shook her head dejectedly.
"I guess I knew it was coming, Jude. Eventually." She almost whispered as I sat down next to her on the bed before grabbing that t-shirt of mine and pulling it over my head.
"I saw mom tonight, Sades, here in Paris." I remarked quietly as I watched her look up at me in shocked surprise. "She's pregnant." I added on a whisper as Sadie grew deathly still.
"What did you say?" She asked me hoarsely as I shrugged in sympathetic mourning. I knew how she felt right now more than anyone else ever could.
"Can I see her?" Sadie asked on a small sob as I looked down at my watch before shaking my head at her gently.
"She's gone by now." I answered in a low tone as a tear slipped down Sadie's cheek. I held my arms out to her, and we both cried.
