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July 6th

"Evelyn!" I exclaim, letting go of my suitcase and holding my arms out for a large hug.

"Oh, Tris! It's been too long, dear. And you look amazing," she tells me as she embraces me.

"Thank you! Likewise," I say, gesturing to her once I pull back. It's obvious that the divorce has done her some good. The Evelyn I used to know always had dark circles protruding from her eyes and a tired expression that seemed permanent. What she put Tobias through was shitty, but it didn't stop me from feeling sorry for the woman sometimes. She was seriously misguided but she didn't know she was marrying a piece of shit. Now, after being separated from him for sometime, her olive skin has a new glow to it, and her eyes are bright and lively.

"Greet her before you greet your own son, will you?" Tobias mumbles, stepping in through the door behind me.

"Oh, Tobias. You look very very tan," his mother states, walking up to him to kiss his cheek.

He grumbles something under his breath and pulls her in for a brief hug. I smile, glad that they do seem to be reforging their relationship. Tobias deserves that much.

"I have some pizza for you and the rest of your entourage when they arrive," Evelyn announces, ushering us into the kitchen.

"The house looks great," I comment, admiring her interior design skills.

"Thank you, dear. I'd never been able to freely make my own decorating decisions before, so I definitely put a lot of thought into everything.

I grin at the photo collection of Tobias that I pass by. He was such a cute kid. There are some pictures of him from high school as well, and I notice that she even put up the photo of us from our senior prom.

As we gather in the kitchen I take a slice of pizza to be polite, even though I'm not super hungry.

"I'm glad you guys had a safe flight. How was it?" Evelyn asks.

"Oh, it was fine. Long… but we had fun," Tobias smirks at me. I already know how much distaste Tobias has for flying, given his fear of heights and all, so I tried my best to distract him. I brought playing cards, downloaded the Half Blood Prince movie on my iPad (should've been Prisoner of Azkaban, but oh well), and we snuggled under my fluffy blanket when we both got tired. It's safe to say that we might be… rather sexually frustrated after that flight too. Tobias had no qualms about teasing me under the blanket, and while it didn't actually amount to anything, I still felt white hot shame when we stood up to exit the plane, my legs behaving like jelly. The first thing I wanted to do was find the nearest bathroom at the airport and have my way with him, but alas, we all had to book our ubers and try to get over to Evelyn's as soon as possible.

We split up in small groups and took separate cars, so everyone should be arriving at staggered times. "I'll bet you haven't eaten anything today," Evelyn comments to Tobias, "Take a slice of pizza."

He rolls his eyes briefly, muttering something about being 21 and not needing this supervision, but still, he obeys his mother's orders. The next ten minutes or so is filled with us telling Evelyn about our rekindling and how we found one another again. We leave some of the um… darker details out of the story, and when Tobias mentions that he and Nita are definitely over, Evelyn isn't shy about her wide grin.

Soon enough, the rest of the gang has arrived, and as more kids file in, the more overwhelmed Evelyn looks… She really has no clue what she's getting herself into, the poor woman. Tobias and I are going to be staying in his bedroom for the time being. There's one other guest room in this house, and there's a couch in the living room. Christina also brought our air mattress from our time in Venice, but people will still have to be sleeping on the floor is my guess. I guess it's good we're already pretty comfortable with each other, because it's about to get cozy.

Going through Tobias's bedroom feels a little invasive without him here, but he did send me up alone with our bags while he talks to his mom some more. The rest of the gang are figuring out their sleeping arrangements too. There's only one bathroom for the nine of us to use… so it should be interesting.

The queen sized bed is the same one he had back in Illinois, same bed sheets and everything. I get several flashbacks of the various times we've had sex in this bed… it feels weird to think about how young we were back then.

His room is relatively tame. His white walls are bare and there's a simple bookshelf with some random titles I've never heard of, the Harry Potter books, and… I smile when I see some of my collection that I gave him in high school. I don't think he's ever read any of them, but hey, at least he kept it. I threw most of his gifts away after we broke up.

His brown desk is tucked into one corner of his room and practically free of any clutter. He does have his own apartment in Blacksburg so I suppose most of his belongings would be there. I open his top desk drawer, and am very shocked to come face to face with the scrapbook I made him sophomore year.

15 year old Tris was mega into scrapbooking, and it was also when I wasn't shy about how in love I was with Tobias. Towards the end of our high school relationship I was definitely calmer and more collected, but it's safe to say at this time I was obsessed with the dude. He claims he was just as enamored with me too, but I honestly doubt that's true. I have no clue why he kept this, and I know I'm going to suffer a cringe attack from looking through the pages… but geez, I just can't resist.

Swirly pink letter stickers title the scrapbook: 'To Tobias. Love you to the moon and back. Always and Forever. Tris.' I snort when I see what's on the first page. Christina took this photo. We were at the town park and I remember gushing because Tobias gave me his jacket when the night got chillier. I'm wearing it, and the sleeves are far too long for me that I look ridiculous. Tobias has an arm wrapped around my shoulders, and I'm doing bunny ears to him.

The next page is a photo from a church dance that his mom made us go to together. I remember we really wanted to see an R rated movie in theaters and she said she would buy us the tickets if we went to this. My dress is horrendous, it's an obnoxious robin's egg blue color and has a halter neckline and poofy skirt. My mom curled my hair too, but of course, neither of us thought to comb them out so they're just tightly coiled around my head. The funny thing is I really thought I had cleaned up amazingly.

To be fair, Tobias looks equally dorky as well. He wears a short sleeved blue and yellow plaid button up, with light brown khakis. His hair has way too much gel in it and is parted in the most cliche, "church" way. We give the camera very close lipped smiles, it being very obvious that we don't want to be there. I flip through more pictures of us at football games, some polaroids taken on Christina's old camera, more dates that we went on, and other parties with friends. Several of the pages are also decorated with gigantic and sparkly heart stickers, or have glitter sprinkled all over them. I was on something else at age 15, let me tell you.

"Hey," I hear Tobias's voice pipe up and I start a little. He totally snuck up on me.

"Oh my gosh, you found this," he states, grinning as he sees what's in my hands.

"Just taking a stroll through memory lane," I say casually, observing his smile as he flips through the pages himself.

"We were cute," he observes, and I roll my eyes, even though my heart flutters a little bit.

"I honestly can't believe you kept this," I admit.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asks me, a crease forming between his brows.

"Tobias, you can admit that it's cringey. I was an annoying 15 year old girl in love and I made dumb gifts for you."

"Hey, this is the opposite of a dumb gift. I really, really like this… especially this unicorn sticker right here," he smirks, gesturing to it.

I slap him lightly on the shoulder, laughing along with him. Our memories are our memories, I guess. There's no denying the past at this point, and our history has too many quirks and icks to count. Why feel embarrassed? Maybe a part of me is scared of becoming that girl again, but now I can also see how much respect Tobias has for me. We have truly created a new relationship where we're equals, and where we tell each other the truth and feel comfortable being ourselves.

"So, what do you think of the room?" He asks, gesturing around.

"Hmm. I remember this bed quite well if I recall correctly."

A wicked smile crosses his face, "I would hope so. You did lose your virginity to me in it if I'm not wrong."

I grin, "I'll never forget Marcus's long business trip… he really did us a favor by leaving the house open for three whole days."

"And what a memorable three days they were."

"We could probably make right now pretty memorable if we wanted," I inch forward, grabbing the scrapbook from him and placing it back in the drawer.

He raises his eyebrows, "Feeling needy after that plane ride, are you?"

"You have no idea."

"Well, it is my job to see to your every need… so…"

I wrap my hands around his neck and tug his face down for a deep kiss. It's nice to have some privacy, finally. His tongue snakes its way into my mouth, mingling with my own as he pulls me even closer.

When he pulls back I whine, tugging at his sleeve. He chuckles, "One minute baby, just let me lock the door."

After he comes back, he wastes no time in removing my top and my bra and carrying me over to the bed. I fall back onto it with him hovering over me, his eyes devouring my bare chest. He brings himself down for another kiss, his large hand snaking over my breasts. My nipples pebble underneath his feather light touch, and I can feel goosebumps spread across my skin. Jesus. He takes my right nipple in between his fingers and twists it gently, extracting a large moan from my mouth.

He chuckles a little, and I'm not gonna lie, it's kind of a turn on that he's a little bit cocky when it comes to pleasing me.

God, he's really taking his time with me. As much as I love his gentle and sensual touches that leave me wanting more, I'm feeling a bit impatient- especially after our long flight, so I tug roughly on his shirt.

He seems to get the message because he lifts it over his head, giving me a brief smile before bringing his head down and latching onto my nipple, swirling his tongue around the erect peak. I don't even want to know what noises are coming from my mouth as I thread my fingers through his hair and pull on his roots gently.

While his mouth is occupied with my chest, he brings his hand down between my legs, and his fingers dip beneath the waistband of my shorts. "Fuck, you're so wet," he murmurs as he glides them along the outside of my white cotton panties.

"I-I have been, since the flight," I get out as he pushes my underwear to the side.

"Let me help you then, baby," he croons, pushing both of his fingers into me. I gasp loudly, throwing my head back onto the pillow as he continues his ministrations. It's like he always knows exactly what to do, from the flick of his fingers to the positioning of his wrist.

His head is buried in the crook of my neck, looking down at his digits. God, it's such an unexpected turn on that he likes to watch. I wish I could from here.

I begin bucking my hips along with his fingers, which pushes my pants further down my hips. Once they're around my ankles I kick them off, practically writhing beneath him as I gasp out a bunch of unintelligible things.

"You close, love?" He asks me, grunting slightly. I can feel his hard on pressed against my thigh, and his other hand moves down to stroke himself gently as well.

"Yeah, fuck. So close, Tobias," I breathe out.

He pauses his fingers just then, and it's pure torture, until he switches from sliding them in and out of me to keeping his hand in the same spot and just moving the pads of his digits back and forth. God, it feels so good, I have to cover my mouth to contain my loud moans. He's hitting that spot exactly, and it's when he brings his thumb up to rub my clit that I become completely undone. I gasp his name over and over again and he helps me ride out my orgasm that hits me in waves.

When I'm finished he brings his fingers up to his mouth, tasting me. My wetness that was spread across his fingers is now all over his lips, and his tongue darts out to lick it away. The sight is so erotic and stirs something hot in my gut. "You're so sweet," he breathes. I have a feeling he's not talking about my personality. He places the same hand in front of my mouth and I don't think twice before sucking on his digits, tasting myself as well. "God, you're so hot," he tells me, balancing himself up on his forearms.

I wrap my arms around his neck, "Tobias, please fuck me," I pant impatiently, needing him now.

His mouth twitches and he readjusts his position, sitting on his knees and tugging my legs down while opening them further. He removes my underwear completely, and then kicks off his own pants and boxers.

I swallow as I gaze down at his impressive length, which never ceases to amaze me. I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and reach back to the headboard for stability as he enters me.

The sensation of him inside of me is something I'll never get used to, it always feels so fucking good. "Fuck, you're huge," I breathe, as he finds a steady pace to fuck me.

He groans lowly, staring down into my eyes with an intensity that could get me off on its own. "You're so beautiful, Tris."

I know the other people in this house are definitely aware of what we're doing now, with my moans that I can't contain and the fact that each time Tobias fills me up fully the bed bangs against the wall loudly. The mattress squeaks underneath us and every time he hits that spot I tighten my core around him, which makes him growl lowly. "Do you like that?" I ask.

"Do… you… really… need… an answer?" He pants, fucking me harder.

It feels so indescribable in this position, with me lying back down on the mattress as he makes love to me with the utmost zeal. I swear to God, I'm about to finish again, which would honestly be record time. When he pulls out completely and then thrusts his hips straight into me, I have to turn my face and bury it in my pillow to contain my loud scream.

Then he leans down, not pulling out, and wraps his arms around me so he can sit me up on his lap. Now I'm eye level with him, and I hug his neck, placing sweet kisses in his hair. My wetness is definitely dripping down all over his thighs, but it's nice being closer to him like this. "I wanted to hold you," he murmurs, rolling his hips against mine as we find a new rhythm.

He's hitting that spot exactly, and I let out soft cries into his hair, telling him that I'm so close. It's a different sort of sensation in this position because I can feel everything, and we're both clutching onto each other like we're never going to let go. "God, I love you so fucking much, Tris," he groans.

"Yeah? I love you too," I pant, tossing my head back as my second orgasm wracks through my core. It's harder and longer than the first, and as Tobias helps me ride it out, my walls clench and unclench around his cock.

Finally, he lets out a deep groan as he finishes too, resting his forehead on my shoulder. I feel him spill into me and we fall back on the bed together. When he pulls out of me, his semen follows, leaking onto the sheets. He grins at the sight and I know the primal and territorial side of him loves when that happens.

I'm on birth control now, and will be for a long long time most likely so it doesn't really mean anything, but maybe one day in the future it will. As he kisses my neck and tells me he loves me, I find that I rather enjoy thinking about the future.

Tobias and I can't take our hands off of one another. I thought it would get better after our activities this afternoon, but nope, the only thing that those did for us was make us more impatient to get to bed tonight.

After we made love, Tobias and I took a nap. When we woke up we decided we wanted to watch some TV. I'm pretty sure everyone else is still unpacking and getting situated in the house, and Evelyn went off on a grocery store run, so we have the living room to ourselves.

Now my hand trails up and down his inner thigh, dangerously close to his hard on. I'm teasing him exactly how he teased me on the flight over, and I know it is killing him. Still, he keeps his eyes focused on the TV, one of his arms thrown back on the couch and the other one wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me on his lap. Each time I get closer and closer to his cock I feel it twitch a little bit, his jaw muscle flexes and his arm around my waist shifts.

It's dangerous to actually do anything, Evelyn could come back any minute and one of our friends could reappear as well. But I'm finding that I don't care…

"You do know other people have ears, right?" Lynn demands, breezing past us and standing in front of the TV with her hands on her hips.

Tobias instantly pulls my legs over his lap to hide his um… obvious situation.

"Uh, what?" I ask.

"And you do know that your bedroom shares a wall with the guest room, right? The same wall that your bed is pushed against?" Lynn asks Tobias, ignoring my question.

He swallows a little, the tips of his ears turning red as he diverts his eyes to look anywhere but Lynn. I feel like a part of me should feel ashamed now that all our friends definitely know what we were up to… but I just can't bring myself to be. Tobias and I are two adults in love, it's only natural.

"Lynn, don't harass them, they were just having fun!" I hear Zeke's jovial voice call out as he lazily walks into the room, plopping down next to us on the couch.

"Yeah, a little too much fun," Uriah chuckles, taking a seat next to Zeke. "Hey, Tris," he tilts his head back to look at me, "I have never heard you scream like that bef-"

"Enough," Tobias says sternly, glaring at Uriah.

"Tris?" Christina is now standing in front of me, "You can never get mad at me for being too loud again. You hear me?"

"Alright, alright!" I wave my hands at everyone, "I didn't realize this would be a huge… thing."

Uriah snickers, "You should've, considering how much you seem to like Tobias's huge thing."

"Nice one!" Zeke high 5s his brother.

"Make them stop," Tobias whines in my ear, pulling me closer to him.

"Even now! They can't get off of each other!" Lynn exclaims.

"Yeah, what the hell," Christina sits down next to me, "Wonder what was going on before we all entered the room… hmmm…" she quirks a brow.

"Nothing!" I say innocently, which is totally not the truth.

"Tris! I can tell when you're lying! Remember, your tell is biting your cheek?"

I grumble obscenities towards her. "I swear, they're like animals," Lynn huffs, marching into the kitchen.

"Hey kids!" We turn to see Evelyn standing behind us, carrying loads of grocery bags, "What are we talking about?"

For dinner, Evelyn ordered us takeout from a Southern restaurant nearby, which was really generous of her. We eat in the backyard, on the patio. Virginia is super humid during the summer, and I find myself swatting at mosquitoes, my legs already itching immensely. Still, it's nice.

Evelyn gets to know Tobias's friends better and hears more about everyone's individual summers in Venice. Remembering what Tobias told me about her always wanting a big family makes me feel rather sad for the woman. It sucks that Marcus was a piece of shit. At least Tobias got out of his house, and away from him, though. Now he's on track to being super successful, and I'm glad he has his mother's support again.

I already know that he's going to do really well at his job interviews this week… he doesn't even need my good luck. And once he gets a job, we can map out our futures more clearly.

Once we gather inside, Zeke and Uriah fight over who gets the first shower, and I hear Tobias tell his mother he's going to shower in her master bathroom before he waves goodbye to me. The rest of the girls gather on the couch for some TV, but then I see the stack of dishes that Evelyn has to deal with.

"Need any help?" I ask.

"You're such a gem, dear. Yes, that would be lovely."

We gather plates and silverware in silence for a while, and she doesn't speak until we make it back into the kitchen. "I'm really glad you and Tobias found each other again, you know."

My heart grows soft at her words, "Yeah. Me too."

She runs the sink and begins rinsing the dishes as she continues, "It's never been easy for him. To open up. And Lord knows I only made that harder for him… still, I've never seen him act the way he is with you with anyone else."

"Really?"

"Never in my life."

"I didn't… do anything."

"You guys are right for each other, Tris," she turns fully to me, staring at me in the eyes. Their eye color may be different, but I swear, she has the same exact gaze as her son. "Please, just never give up on him. He loves you so much."

"I won't Evelyn, because I love him too."

She nods, "I know you do. After you two… broke up… I had never seen Tobias so upset. It was surprising, because he was off to college soon and would finally be free from living in Marcus's home. I thought to myself, that maybe one day he'd find a new someone who would make him smile the way you did… but no, every girl he brought home… he just never seemed himself with them. And don't even get me started on that God awful Nita."

I laugh.

"When he called me and told me that you two were back together, I was ecstatic, because honestly, I was about to call Mr. and Mrs. Prior myself and say we need to get you kids in the same room again. But I guess the universe knew it was meant to happen as well, and did my work for me."

"Well, that means a lot, Evelyn. I know… how much you and Tobias have both been through. I've loved him since the first moment I saw him in your backyard," I confess, "And even with all of our ups and downs and petty fights… and being separated for 3 years… I never stopped loving him."

Evelyn smiles gently at my words and opens up her arms for a large hug.

"I've never seen him this happy," she tells me once we pull back, "He's unemployed, has no idea what his future holds for him or how we're going to afford school… but he's finally done with his father and-and he has you back. And that should speak volumes about the role you play in his life, dear."

I nod, knowing that she's right, even if it's hard to see myself in that light. Still, this time around with Tobias and I has been different because there's hardly any insecurity. He's proven how much he loves me, there's no doubt about it. And yes, there's a clench in my gut when I think about leaving him again, being separated like that… but we still have 4 more weeks together. And I plan to make the most of them.

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! I hope it was a good one for you. I honestly just had a pretty lowkey day, opened presents, baked a Christmas cake, and binged some Christmas flics.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, there's only 2 left! And then an epilogue/bonus chapter :)

-Kiki