Hello everyone! Just a quick warning, this chapter contains a few small sexual references. Nothing major. It's only rated a T =). Sorry if I'm a bit slow for a while, I was was in Scotland over half term (2 weeks ago), and I have been revising for my summer exams that are this week, starting tomorrow (Monday). Wish me luck!

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Chapter Fifteen

Later

"Well, this is nice." I complimented as I tucked my clothes into some drawers. I had already hung up all my dresses in the wardrobe.
"It is, isn't it? You see, if I had told you that we were going to Switzerland, then you wouldn't have had such a shock now, would you?" Tommie called out in reply.
"I guess so." I said, opening my suitcase more.
"I'm all done with my stuff. Would you like a hand?" Tommie offered, emerging from the wardrobe. I tapped my case. "Please could you help me put the rest of these into the drawers?" I asked, looking at him.
"Yes," Tommie answered, taking some things from the case.

"Don't women like you usually have a maid to help you with things like this?" Tommie asked when we had finished. I nodded. "Yes, but I had promised Jane her own holiday whilst we were away on our honeymoon," I smiled before continuing. "But she still packed most of my stuff." I told him. I was thinking of some of the more….. Unfamiliar, pieces in particular. She would be in big trouble when we got home. If I had the heart to admonish her, that is. I mean, she (probably) only meant well.
"So am I going to be seeing you in any of those…. Little numbers, then?" Tommie stood behind me, releasing my hair from the carefully arranged pins. Red curls bobbed down, framing my face. "Hahaha. Funny." I laughed sarcastically. I turned away to look out of the window. I remembered seeing the time on the way in; it was about half-past nine. So it would be about half-past ten now then, by the looks of the sky. The white moon was smiling down on the land below.
"I love it here, Tommie." I whispered in awe.
"So do I. But remember, we have a new home waiting for us to move into in two weeks in Belfast. Our house." Tommie reminded me, tenderly rubbing my shoulders.
"I can't wait to start… living, now, Tommie. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for my prince to come and sweep me off my feet." I leaned back onto him.
"I'm no prince, Helen." Tommie whirled me round, catching me by surprise.
"You are to me." I loosened his tie so I could reach the top buttons of his shirt. I un-did them gingerly, my slender fingers making quick work of them. I completely removed his tie, now that I knew he was comfortable with me. I un-did some more buttons and brushed my fingers over his chest. He grabbed my hand suddenly, and I snapped my head up. He pulled my face up to his, and kissed me. I kissed him more than I ever had before; he responded in the same manner. I felt my heart thumping against my chest, and my breathing quickened. My God. I had never been so happy in my life.