Chapter 10
The past week had been perfect. She had been in and out of the studio with Tommy, and in and out of bed with him too. They had continued to solidify their routine, and Jude loved the normalcy of their relationship. It was what she had always thought being with him would be like: completely normal, but somehow better. Their days would often start with a quick round, and then they were off to the studio. Whether she was recording her own songs or producing for one of the other bands, Jude spent her time enveloped in the music. Every once in a while, she would visit Tommy in his office, usually before grabbing lunch, and he would often swing by the studio when she was recording.
Those were the times she loved being in the studio the most. The chemistry they had when they were producing together was multiplied tenfold when she was in the booth. Mike, one of the other producers on staff, would always leave the room when Tommy walked in, knowing that the two of them needed no one else.
Eventually, he would have to go back to other things, and she would finish her studio session as quickly as possible. She would continue working on other projects, and at the end of the day, Tommy would meet her in the lobby and they would leave the studio together. On the way home they would grab some takeout or hit the market to pick up some food for dinner. Together, they would eat and unload about their days, sharing the high points and the low ones. Usually, the pair would end up on the couch watching an old movie or some show, only to be interrupted when Jude had need for her nightly dessert. Inevitably, that would lead to her grabbing a few spoonfuls from the carton of ice cream and then leading Tommy upstairs.
Of course, that was the PG version of their day, the reality was that in the morning when she went into his office, their talks invariably ended in a "quickie." Then, he would visit her in the studio and, in between takes on a song, he would give her a kiss that would turn into a heated make out session, often ending in another round in a storage supply closet. At the end of the day, after Jude had her ice cream, they would race each other upstairs. Whoever got to the bedroom and rid themselves of clothes first won torturing rights. The night would end with two sweaty bodies laying next to each other completely spent and satisfied.
Jude let a smile escape at the thought of their routine, but tried to hide the blush that was quickly coloring her cheeks. The smallest of memories of their time together always brought a rosiness to face and a heat to the pit of her stomach. She couldn't help it—Tom Quincy was one talented man in the bedroom. He affected her in ways she didn't know possible, and the mere thought of him could make her horny as hell.
Trying to shove those thoughts away, Jude shook her head and focused on the task at hand. She was driving to her sister's house for some tea. Kwest and Sadie had gotten back the day before, and her sister had immediately planned a coffee date for them. Sadie said that she just wanted to share her pictures and tell her all about the honeymoon, but Jude knew better. Kwest had obviously shared her and Tommy's news and now Sadie would be giving her the third degree.
Pulling up to her childhood home, Jude took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the onslaught of questions that was about to come. Walking up the front steps was slightly surreal—she was walking up to her former home as a guest, not an occupant. Before she could knock, Sadie threw open the door and wrapped her arms around her sister.
After a minute, Jude tried to escape the embrace, saying, "Sadie, I'm glad to see you too, but I need to breath!"
"Right, sorry!" Letting go, she ushered Jude into the house, "Come in, come in!"
Getting the pleasantries out of the way, Sadie plopped on the couch after setting down two cups of tea. "So, what's the deal? What happened to forgetting about Tommy."
Jude couldn't help the laugh that came out, it was funny how obvious her sister was. "Really, Sades? You aren't even going to pretend to show me some pictures?"
A mildly shocked look came over Sadie, but she shrugged her shoulders, "Who are we kidding, Jude? We both know I wanted to hear about you and Tommy. Spill."
Knowing that she couldn't avoid this conversation, Jude agreed. "Fine. Where would you like me to start?"
Curling her feet under her, Sadie thought about the question for a moment. "Well, last time we really talked was the night before the wedding. You told me you were going to try and get over Tommy. The next thing I know you two are a thing. So, I guess start the day of the wedding."
Nodding her head, she thought of the best way to approach things. Jude knew that her sister wasn't thrilled with this development in her love life, and she didn't want to further tarnish the opinion she had of Tommy. "Um...I guess I'll start with the next morning—the day of the wedding. After the hair and makeup brigade got there, Tommy dropped by with coffee. We ended up talking for a while, but eventually, he had to go back to his place to get ready with the guys. After that, I couldn't really get him out of my mind. Seriously, all day long I was thinking about him." Taking a sip of her tea, she thought back to that day. It had been torture to not be able to talk to him for most of the day, and when she finally saw him in the church, it was like a burden had been lifted—she had been so relieved to see her best friend. Knowing that she needed to continue, Jude spoke up again. "Anyways, fast forward to the reception. While I was singing, I saw him looking at me...funny? At the time, I didn't know what the look meant. So, I decided to find him after I finished. But, after getting off stage, I saw him dancing with Alana." The memory nearly brought tears to her eyes. She had been crushed at the sight of her love and another woman, no matter how harmless the other woman was! "I think I was contemplating just leaving, but Spied found me. He kind of dragged me on to the dance floor, and we had an interesting little chat. He told me to not give up and that I should talk to Tommy—you know, actually be honest with him? I agreed, but went to get a drink first. A little liquid courage never hurt anyone, especially when talking to the love of your life who doesn't know that he is the love of your life."
Needing a bit of a break, Jude went to take another sip of her tea and realized that her cup was empty. Getting up, she held up a finger to Sadie, knowing she was about to complain. "I'll be right back. Chill out."
A few moments later, she reentered the living room with a fresh cup of tea and sat down once again. Not wanting to delay the inevitable, she launched right back in to her story. "Anyways, I was sitting at the bar and Tom ended up sitting next to me. I don't know how long it was before either of us realized it, but eventually, we did. We just talked out our day and caught up on what had happened. Normally we talk a ton during the day, but because of the wedding, we barely said a word to each other after he brought me coffee. I think we ended up having, like three or four drinks, and both of us were a bit tipsy. I told him I got jealous of him and Alana; and then I said something about him looking yummy." She crinkled her nose at the thought. She would never call someone "yummy" when she was sober. But, thinking back to how he looked that night, she had to admit he was particularly handsome.
Sadie interrupted her thoughts, "So, what happened?"
"Sorry. Uh, he said all of these really sweet things about taking care of me and wanting to be there for me." Thinking of their conversation that night, she remembered their dad's transfer. "Did you know Dad was getting another transfer?"
"Yeah, he told me a few days before the wedding. But who cares about that? What happened?"
Looking at Sadie, Jude had to try really hard to hold in a laugh. The way she was perched on the couch, leaning forward, eyes wide was a funny sight to behold. "We, uh...we kind of..." This was the part Jude didn't want to talk about. But knowing she had to, she continued. "We slept together. I told him we could blame it on the alcohol, and we kind of rushed out of the building. I was going to leave the next morning, but he stopped me and told me I should stay."
She continued to tell her sister about the events of the last ten days, not going into too much detail, but making sure to mention all of the "highlights." She told her about Sam and about the room that she was helping Tommy decorate. She even told her that she loved the routine her and Tommy were creating. Ultimately, Jude was proud of herself for telling Sadie everything.
Finally finished telling her tale, Jude sat in silence, waiting for her sister's reaction. After a few moments of no words being spoken, she spoke up. "Sadie? Thoughts?"
Another moment of silence passed, Sadie, at long last, responded. "Wow! I just don't have any... Wow!" Several shakes of her head later, she looked up at Jude. "Do you realize that you are now playing house with him?"
"What do you mean? Is that really all you have to say?" Jude was shocked! She had been sure that her sister would have tried talking her out of this thing with Tommy, or at least tell her that she was being dumb. But to hear that Sadie only thought she was playing house was kind of incredible.
Her sister shrugged her shoulders. "Honestly, I'm not surprised that you and Tommy got together. I never thought he would do anything about his obvious feelings, and I do have a few concerns, but I'm not surprised." She took another sip of her tea, irritating Jude by drawing out the conversation. "But Jude, do you realize that you are already taking on the roll of mommy and you haven't even met the girl yet? I mean, you helped to decorate her room and you have bought her clothes...not just bought clothes with Tommy's money, but with your own."
"But, that was just me trying to help out. Its not like I don't owe Tommy anything. And its not like I'm planning on Sam calling me 'Mom' or something. Tommy's never done this and I'm just trying to help out." She didn't understand what the big deal was. Yes, she was probably going beyond 'helping out a little', but it was Tommy. He was new at this and they promised that they would get through it together.
"That's just it, Jude! You and Tommy just started this relationship thing. It would be one thing if you helped him shop for a few things, but you're doing more than that. You bought the girl a guitar for heaven's sake!"
"Really, Sadie? Is it that surprising that I would buy the girl a guitar?"
"I guess not. But what about when she comes at the end of the week? Kwest and I are back and you don't have a place to say. You've been staying with Tommy for over a month since getting back from tour, and you are no closer to finding an apartment now than you were when you got back. Do you really think that you can just live with him? Has he even asked you to move in yet?"
Sadie's questions caused Jude to pause. Did Tommy think she was intruding? Should she find a place? That had always been the plan, but after the last week of being with Tommy, she couldn't help but feel sad at the though of not going to bed with him and waking up to his perfect face and messy hair in the morning. "He gave me a key? Does that mean anything?" Did it? He gave her the key before even leaving for New York a couple of years ago, and had never asked for it back. He knew she had it, too—he had seen her use it on multiple occasions.
"I guess that's something. Just promise me you'll give it some thought. I mean, this is a new relationship. Are you even ready to be living with him? Is he ready for a live-in girlfriend and a daughter at the same time? This is Tom Quincy we're talking about. His last real girlfriend was Angie, and we both know how that turned out."
Jude was silent in her thought, not sure how to handle what Sadie had said. Deep in thought, she looked around the room and her eyes landed on the clock above the fire place. The time she read clicked, and she hurriedly put her cup down and stood up. "Wow... Uh, I have to go. This was great Sades, I'm glad you're back. We'll chat later this week, okay?"
As she gathered her things to leave, she saw her sister's look. "Where are you off to, Jude?"
"I have an appointment in about ten minutes." She knew Sadie would make some comment when she found out Jude's true destination.
"Where, Jude?" The stern look on her face would cause anyone to cower, especially her younger sister.
"At Cornerstone."
"Jude, why do you have a meeting at Cornerstone Montessori Prep?"
Stopping with her hand on the door, Jude turned to face her sister. "Fine...it's not like you won't find out anyways. Tommy and I are meeting with the principal to check out the school. He didn't know what to look for and was nervous about going by himself, so I told him I would come." With that, she walked out the door, calling "See you later, sis!" over her shoulder.
The entire drive to the school, Jude's thoughts were on her conversation with Sadie. Rather, her thoughts were on what Sadie had told her. Should she back off a bit from Tommy? Did he want her to get her own place? Would Sam like her? Muddling her mind, the questions began to take over. Every so often, Jude would look at the directions she had jotted down that morning, making sure she was on the right roads and heading in the right direction.
Nearly ten minutes later, she pulled into the guest parking lot of Cornerstone Montessori Prep. Quickly, she got out of her car and headed into the main office, where the meeting would take place. Opening the door, she took a deep breath to clear her head. Walking in the building, she saw Tommy sitting in one of the seats, fear and anxiety obvious in his eyes.
"Babe? You okay?"
The relief on his face was clear as soon as his eyes landed on her. He nearly leaped out of his seat at the sight of her, pulling her close in a giant hug, squeezing her tightly. "Where were you? I didn't know if you would remember. I thought maybe you wouldn't want to come." The words rushed out of his mouth while he was still holding onto her.
"Hon, calm down. I'm here now. Sadie kept me a little longer than expected, but I'm here now." She maneuvered out of his hold, and leaned back, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips. "No need to worry, okay?" At his nod, she grabbed his hand and led him back over to the waiting chairs. "How was your day?" She knew that the only way to calm him down was to get him talking about normal things.
"Fine. I had some paperwork to do at the studio and then met with Mike about your album. Apparently things aren't going as smoothly as he would like. He said that you are very stubborn." The smirk that accompanied his words was proof that he was already calming down. "We may need to look at someone else to produce your album."
"Or..." Jude had been thinking about this for a while, but wasn't sure how to broach the subject. This, however, was the perfect 'in.' "What if I produce my own album? You can help whenever you have time, but you and I both know that I can do it on my own. Besides, I like it when things are done my way."
"Oh, I know how you like things done your way." The way his voice lowered and his eyebrows wiggled suggestively instantly brought a heat to her lower belly.
Closing her eyes to regain her composure, her hand gripped his even tighter. "Babes, not here. Later." The stern glare she sent his way did nothing to quell the hint of arousal that had settled. An older woman opened the door behind the front desk and motioned for them to follow her.
Getting up, Tommy led Jude into the office, and their meeting began. An hour later, the couple walked out of the principal's office unsatisfied and thoroughly frustrated. The woman had spent half the meeting explaining their security procedures and how they dealt with children of 'celebrities' often. The second half of the meeting had been discussing the merit of the school's various academic subjects, and how the arts were not vital to a child's development. For as much as she was focused on Tommy's celebrity status, she must have forgotten what got him there.
The two left in a hurry, needing to get away from the wretched building. On the way to their cars, Tommy asked what she wanted for dinner. It was still early, but if they were going to cook, he would head to the store after hitting the studio, and meet her at home later. Deciding on chicken parmesan, they agreed to meet back at the house. Jude thought it would give her enough time to grab Sam's guitar from her favorite music store and still make it back in time to beat Tommy. She had wanted the guitar to be done before showing it to Tommy.
Thirty minutes later, she walked in the front door, using her copy of Tommy's key. The action caused her to reconsider her place here. Recalling her conversation with Sadie, Jude wondered if perhaps she should give the key back. The idea of giving it back made her heart ache, so she decided to hold on to it for now. She would start out slow and quietly, just looking at a few places online.
Setting the guitar in Sam's room, Jude grabbed her laptop and headed back down to the living room. Curling up on the couch, she opened the web browser to a local real estate site and began her search. After a solid hour of looking, she clicked on a link to a house in one of the nice older neighborhoods. Her breath caught in her chest the moment the picture finished loading. It was a beautiful white 2 story building on a half acre. There was a beautiful back yard, complete with a garden, pool, and outdoor kitchen. More, the master suite had an amazing balcony, incredible fireplace, and huge bathroom. There were three other bedrooms, a living room, amazing kitchen, and beautiful dining room that overlooked the backyard. Another fireplace was located in the living room, as well as a fire pit outisde. Everything had a Victorian flavor, but not too extreme or overbearing. It was cozy and comfortable, but elegant at the same time. She could imagine hosting a dinner party just as easily as she could picture curling up in front of the fire. There was a basement that had previously been used as a game room, but could easily be transformed into an amazing studio.
Really, it was perfect. Or at least, it would be perfect if she lived there with Tommy and Sam. The thought entered her mind so suddenly that she was surprised. It would have been a lot easier to find her own place if every place didn't conjure images of her and Tommy and Sam as a happy little family.
It was then that she realized that she was fully buying into the whole 'family' situation. Hearing the lock turn in the door, she quickly shut the screen and got up to greet the love of her life. Grabbing some of the bags from his hands, she helped to bring things to the kitchen. "Mmm, I'm glad you're back, Babe. How was the studio?"
Kissing her lightly, he responded, "Oh, it was fine. Kwest was finishing a couple of songs he wanted me to take a look at. We listened to the three songs like ten times each, but finally decided that it wasn't the songs that were the problem, it was the band. They were a four-piece set that Darius brought in on a trial, but they just won't work. Lyrics are simple, arrangements are awkward, and the guys are pigs. I think we're gonna get rid of them." Putting his lips to her forehead, he gave her another sweet kiss. "But enough about work, how was the rest of your day?"
"Just fine. I picked something up for Sam, and I want you to see it though. Come on." She smiled, excited to show him Sam's guitar. Arriving at what would be the little girl's bedroom, Jude pushed Tommy ahead of her, putting her hands over his eyes. Walking him into the room, she turned him so he was facing the "music corner" as she had dubbed it. Still behind him, she whispered into his ear, "Look," and she removed her hands from his eyes.
His eyes opened, and she could see the surprise on his face. "Is it too much, Babe?"
He pulled her close to him, "No!" Looking back and forth between her and the guitar, his gaze eventually settled back on her. "It is absolutely perfect, Babes." Kissing her on the forehead, he continued, "I was going to get her one myself, I just didn't have time." Kissing her once more, he finished, saying, "To be honest, I think it will mean more coming from you, though."
Separating from him, she asked, "You don't think it's too girlie?" The guitar was black, but had pink flowers and green leaves etched into the pick guard. They had found out that Sam's favorite colors were black and pink, so Jude wanted to use that information. She had been so relieved that the girl didn't seem too girlie, not sure what she would have done if that were the case.
"No, hon. It isn't too girlie." Putting his hands on her hips, he drew her a bit closer. "I was serious before, its perfect." He kissed her soundly on the lips, and Jude began to melt.
Her knees almost buckled, but she still had enough of a mind to pull away. "Let's grab some dinner, and we can finish this later, okay?"
The look on his face was like that of a sad little boy who just got his favorite toy taken away. "Fine."
Hand in hand, the pair headed downstairs. Tommy stood at the stove working on a homemade sauce for their dinner, while Jude worked on washing and cutting some vegetables. With both working on the meal, the chicken parmesan was soon ready. As Tommy dished up the plates, Jude set the table, each falling into the roles they had taken on. Nearly an hour later, the meal was finished and dishes were washed; the two were sitting on the couch, enjoying a glass of wine and watching an old movie on TV.
After a while of just sitting and enjoying each others company, Tommy leaned over her and grabbed her laptop that was still on the coffee table. Jude, forgetting what she had been looking at earlier, had no qualms with him using her computer, and only asked, "What you looking at?"
"I forgot to tell you, the social worker said she would email me Sam's flight info tonight. I wanted to see when she was getting in."
"Awesome. She gets her on Saturday, right?" Jude knew that the girl was coming soon, and began a mental list of the things that should get done before she came. On top of making sure that everything was in place for Sam, Jude had to get some work done in the studio, and had to make reservations for herself and Tommy to have dinner with Kwest and Sadie. If Sam came on Saturday, that only gave her two days to get everything done.
After processing everything that needed to get done, Jude realized that Tommy still hadn't said anything. "Tommy?" He turned to face her and the look in his eyes had her worried. "What's wrong?"
Tommy maneuvered the computer so that she could see the screen. "What's this?"
Looking down, Jude was surprised to see her dream house on the screen. She had forgotten to close the browser earlier when Tommy had walked into the house earlier that evening. Though her intentions may have been good, her loves' eyes told her that he didn't understand.
"Who's house is this, Jude?"
The stern sound of his voice made her flinch. She needed to start talking...fast. "Tommy, I need you to relax."
"How do I relax? Why were you looking at houses, Jude?"
His voice was still harsh and abrupt, so she spilled about her conversation with Sadie. After finishing what her sister had told her, she said, "I didn't know what to think."
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"Sweetheart, did you...no, do you really think that I wouldn't want you around?" The thought that Jude would possibly leave slammed into him and knocked his world off its axis. How could she ever have a hint of a thought that he wouldn't want her here? He hadn't let her leave once since part way through the tour, let alone since being back. The night her sister stole her away from him didn't count.
As he looked at her, he could see the uncertainty in her eyes, but also love. "Hon, I love that you are here, and I love that I get to spend every night with you and see you when I wake up in the morning. Why did Sadie make you question everything?" There had to be more to Jude's reluctance than she was letting on.
She looked away from him for a moment, clearly trying to gather her thoughts. Eventually, she looked back at him and said, "I think its because she pointed out how new this is." She took his hands in hers before continuing. "As much as this thing between us seems so completely normal and right, we've only been together for a little over a week! Can you really say that you're ready to do the whole thing...being in a relationship, living together, and a five-year-old daughter on her way?"
Was that what she was really concerned about? That it was too much too fast? He had such a strong need to convince her that this was what he wanted. He wanted to spend all of his time with her. He wanted to see her when they woke up. He wanted to make music with her. He wanted her by him forever. Who cares that they had only been officially together for ten days, he knew that his life and his heart belonged to her, and they always would. Now all he needed was to convince her not to leave.
Abruptly, he stood up and raced up the stairs. He didn't think about what Jude might feel with his departure, the only thing on his mind was that top drawer in his office. Moments later, he was headed back downstairs and flopped onto the couch where his girl was sitting. She wouldn't meet his gaze, instead focusing on the fireplace, almost as if her gaze would cause it to light. Gently, he grabbed her face, bringing it to meet his gaze.
"Babe, you know that I love you, right?" At her nod, he continued. "I don't care if this is new or not, because it doesn't change the fact that I want you next to me all the time. I'm so beyond ready to go the distance with you, and I know that we'll make it. I couldn't do this whole thing with Sam without you by my side. Let's be honest, I couldn't do most things without you by my side. I still don't know how I survived in New York without you for two whole years."
The small smile on her face gave him the courage to continue. Though he was completely sure of his feelings for Jude and the fact that he would always want her with him, it was kind of an intimidating thing to ask a girl to move in. "Hon, I love you. This is me officially asking you to move in." Putting the key in her hand, he asked, "What do you say?"
The tentative smile on her face was enough for him, and before she could say a word, he swept her into his arms and kissed her with all the passion and excitement he had. She pulled away from him, a hint of uncertainty still in her eyes. "Are you sure?"
That's why she was uncertain? Oh course he was sure! Looking intently into her eyes, Tommy gave a small smirk while making sure his eyes showed the truth in his words. "Babe, you would be moving in anyways once we get married. This just means that we don't have to be apart for too long." Wiping the signature smirk off his face, he leaned closer, "I love you."
Again, he kissed her. This time, there was no hesitation or pulling back on her part. In fact, she was the first to progress things. Opening her mouth, she pressed her tongue against his lips. Granting her entrance, he groaned as her tongue found his, engaging in an intense duel, battling for control and power. Things quickly progressed, and soon her shirt was flung across the room, followed quickly by his collared shirt. Both sets of pants were unbuttoned and shoved off, each shimmying out of their own, only to return to each other as fast as possible. Left only in a lacy set of underwear, Jude got off the couch and grabbed his hand, beginning to lead him to the bedroom.
However, they didn't make it far, he couldn't go that long without holding her and kissing her and touching her. She didn't take one step up the stairs before he grabbed her, causing them both to stumble and fall onto the stairs. Not letting her get away, he reattached their lips and proceeded to rid her of the bra that was in his way and the panties blocking him from her sweet center. Her hands found his hips, nearly ripping off his boxers in her haste to have him naked.
If she wasn't such a beautiful site to behold, he would have laughed at the rushed clumsiness. But any sense of the humor was long gone, he was so entranced by her—her lips, her body, her sexiness, her scent...her. Quickly they came together, and it only took a few moments for each to find their release.
Eventually, they got up and finished their journey to their bedroom, both naked and both completely satisfied. When she curled up next to him in bed, Tommy let the smile on his face grow larger. This was perfect. He felt a sense of security knowing that she officially agreed to move in; he gave her a key! And this time is wasn't a key to check on his place or offer her a quiet place when she needed. This key was hers. Her key to their place, and that made Tommy unbelievably happy.
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Looking around her, Jude smiled in contentment. She was surrounded by the people she loved most, drinking fabulous wine, and eating an amazing meal. She was at dinner with Tommy, Kwest, and Sadie, enjoying a last bit of normal before Sam came the next day. The past few days had been filled with last minute details in preparation for Sam's arrival. Just before dinner she had gone grocery shopping with Tommy, wanting to make sure that they had some "kid-friendly" food in the house for her.
The girl's flight would arrive the next morning, and Jude knew that they wouldn't have time to get anything else done. Now, as the dinner plates were being cleared away, Jude was filled with excitement. There was a bit of nervousness, but mostly, she was completely stoked to meet the little girl that she had already grown to love. Smiling as she overheard her boyfriend order a crème brulee and coffee for them to share, Jude slipped her hand in his. She loved that he always knew just what she wanted, and it made her heart beat a bit faster to think about what she wanted to do later.
Realizing where her thoughts were headed, she tried to stop them before a blush crept onto her cheeks and gave evidence to her less-than-innocent thoughts. Shaking her head, she re-entered the conversation, laughing at something Kwest said and teasing her sister.
With dessert and coffee finished and the bill paid, the four friends and family members stood, each couple saying goodbye to the other. Clasping one of his hands in both of hers, Jude led Tommy out of the restaurant. She had noticed a slight unease towards the end of their meal, and had seen it begin to grow. Knowing that he needed some distraction, she looked up into his beautiful blue eyes and asked, "Wanna go for a walk, hon?"
She could see a bit of tension release from his shoulders, and knew that she made the right decision. At his nod, she tuned them towards the pier. It was the perfect place to enjoy just being together without too many interruptions or too much pressure. Walking in silence for a while, Jude contemplated how things would change. Though she knew things would be different, she wasn't scared. Jude wanted the little girl to like her. She wanted to be a good influence on her. She wanted to be a good role model.
She could try to deny it, but Jude knew that one day, she wanted the little girl to look at her as a mother figure. After Tommy's comment the other night about marriage, it had constantly been at the back of her mind. She knew that being his wife was exactly what she wanted, she just hoped that the three of them could be happy together. Maybe they could eventually build their little family and she and Tommy could have kids of their own.
After allowing herself to dream of the future, Jude made herself come back to the present. Putting one arm around his waist, she looked up at Tommy and smiled. "How're you doing, Babe?"
"Honestly, a little better." Leaning down, he kissed her on the top of her head. "This was exactly what I needed to clear my head. Thank you."
Wrapping her other arm around his waist, she held him close. "Of course." After a small silence, she continued her thought. "You know she's gonna love you, right Babe?" When it came down to it, Jude knew that Tommy was most worried about whether or not his daughter would like him. She could understand his fear, but knew that it wouldn't be a problem. As soon as Sam got to know Tommy, she would love him.
When he took a deep breath, she felt his chest rise. "I hope so. I really hope so." Placing his lips against the crown of her head, he just stood there for a moment, holding her close. "I know I love you, though."
"Mmmm, I love you too Babe." Reaching her face up to him, she made a "kissy face" at him in hopes that he would return the gesture. She wasn't disappointed when his lips met hers. Soon, a heat began to seep into her, quickly filling every crevice and corner of her body. She could feel his own arousal—his erection poking her hip quite obviously.
Voice husky from want, she detached their lips and told him, "Let's go home." As much as she would have been more than happy to take him then and there, she did have some class. But if he didn't get them home quickly, she would take the wheel.
Hurriedly, the pair raced back to the car. Jude nearly tripped two different times, but it was totally worth it when they finally got home. Not a minute after pulling into the garage, the two were in their place, her shoved against the front door. Tommy could barely make it in before ravaging her. While his lips were at her throat, he hushed, "I love that you wore a dress tonight. It makes this so much easier."
After his comment, he ran a hand along her leg, stopping to hover over her center. Then, in one swift motion, her lace boy shorts were torn off. She gasped in shock, but was quickly distracted when f large and calloused finger entered her quickly. Pumping in and out a couple of times, another finger was added to further increase her pleasure. Before she got too close to a release, Tommy stopped his movements and pulled his fingers from her. It took her a few seconds to notice, having been so lost in the moment and trying to undo the clasp on his pants. Taking one finger that used to be in her, Tommy brought it to her lips. Hungrily, she clasped her lips around it, loving her own taste. Never before had she realized how incredibly erotic it was to taste yourself on your lover. That simple action brought her closer to release than any of their previous activities.
The moan that he let out drove her ever closer, and suddenly, the need to feel him overwhelmed everything in her. Pushing the slacks off his hips, Jude was delighted to discover that he had gone commando. Grabbing his rock hard erection, she pulled him closer. She nearly came when he first entered her, but held off in order to orgasm together. Not getting enough friction, Jude began to slam into him as much as she could while still being propped against the door. That was exactly what she needed, and soon she began to convulse around his throbbing shaft. They both came a moment later, grunting the other's name; Jude was glad that Tommy was still holding her up. Finally recovered enough to stand on her own, Jude untangled herself from his hold.
Smiling at her best friend and talented lover, she coerced him to bed. "We have a big day tomorrow. Let's get some sleep."
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Looking at each of the people entering the giant room, Tommy's nerves started to get the better of him. At exactly that moment, a slightly smaller calloused hand grasped his, and he instantly calmed. Looking down at his girl, he thought about how he wouldn't have it any other way. He knew that the only one who could ever be by his side for a moment like this was Jude.
Especially after this morning, he knew that there was no other option. She was it for him. Thinking back, he smiled at the memory of that morning. He had barely been awake when she crawled onto bed in one of his button-up shirts and a guitar in hand. Before he even had a chance to speak, she began to play a sweet melody, innately happy in nature. When her perfect voice filled the room, Tommy had been stunned.
Take time to realize
That your warmth is crashing down on in
Take time to realize that I am on your side
Didn't I, didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you
No, it's never gonna be that simple
No, I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other now
Take time to realize, oh, oh, I'm on your side
Didn't I, didn't I tell you
Take time to realize, this all can pass you by
Didn't I tell you
But I can't spell it out for you
No, it's never gonna be that simple
No, I can't spell it out for you
If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder if we missed out on each other
But, it's not all the same, no, it's never the same
If you don't feel it to, if you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way
It could be the same for you
If you just realize what I just realized
Then we'd be perfect for each other and we'll never find another
Just realize what I just realized
We'd never have to wonder
Just realize what I just realized
If you just realize what I just realized
Ooh, ooh
Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now, yeah
Realize, realize, realize, realize, oh
Once she had finished, he had no words, and could only pull her down to the bed. They had proceeded to make out like horny teenagers, stopping when Jude's phone alarm had gone off. Tommy had been fully prepared to ignore the alarm, but it was the third one they had set to make sure they were up in enough time to get ready and make it to the airport in time. Reluctantly, they had pulled apart and actually made it to the airport a little early.
At that moment, a curly-haired little girl with wide blue eyes came into the baggage claim area, looking around the large room. Tommy knew that the little girl was his. Even if her eyes didn't match his, the way his heart clenched at the site of her was evidence enough. An arm snaked its way around his waist, and he was never more grateful for Jude's support than at that moment. In the midst of her search, the little girl's eyes landed on Tommy, and their gazes locked. This was it.
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Cornerstone Montessori Prep is a PK—12 school located in Toronto. I have no knowledge of the school, its beliefs, academics, or practices.
Clinton Street Junior Public School and Ogden Junior Public School are both public schools located in Toronto. I have no knowledge of the schools, their beliefs, academics, or practices.
The song Jude sings in Realize, by Colbie Caillat.