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Chapter 9

The flight to New York was long and tiring. I was so excited I didn't sleep before going to the airport. I spent my time on the plane reading A Midsummer Night's Dream like I promised Tom. He was reading one of my favorites, so it was only fair that I read one of his.I wanted to get through as much as I could so I could talk about it with Tom. It was so endearing how much he wanted to share the things he loved with me. I only stopped reading for about 20 minutes to take a quick nap and spruce myself up before landing. My thick hair had been tied up in a bun for most of the flight, but my scalp was sore so I let it down. I was happy to see my hair was behaving today since it had been giving me hell for the past week. The plane landed and I grabbed my bags. I had 7 hours before my flight to London left. It was just enough time for me to check up on my New York crew and hang out with my mom. I rolled my bags across the lobby, scanning the crowd.

"Hey red!" My mother's voice rang out.

I instantly saw her through the crowd along with her best friend, and my second mom Babette. My mom had the typical dancer appearance. She was 5' 7'', strawberry blonde hair tied up in a bun, blue eyes and slender figure. From what she told me about my dad, my looks take after him. Babette was even shorter than me. She was five foot nothing, bright blonde hair and green eyes. She was small, stocky, full of sass, and had the thickest brooklyn accent I've ever heard. Their arms flew open as I hurried towards them.

"Mommies!" I yelled as I hugged them in unison.

"Heya suga!" Babette said patting my back.

"I've missed you guys so much!" I said still hugging them.

"We've missed you too sweetie." My mom said giving me a kiss on my cheek.

We all let go of each other and they circled around me like hawks.

"I thought you'd be tan. You're still pale as milk. How'd you manage that?" Babette asked poking me.

"I spend a lot of time indoors and I only go out at night." I laughed.

"Who do you go out with?" My mom and Babette stared at me and smiled. They new I was dating someone named Tom, that he was an British actor, and that I was going to visit him, but they didn't have all the details.

"Come on, I'll spill in the car." I said.

"Oh thank god! Not know knowing has been driving us crazy!" My mom said taking one of my bags from me.

"I know, I like to torture you."

"You're such a brat." She said jabbing me in the side.

We threw my bags in the trunk of Babette's car and piled in.

"Okay, be cool guys." I said pulling out my phone.

"Oh! Oh! She's callin' him. Marlene she's callin' him!" Babette was frantic.

"Oooooh! Put him on speaker! You know how I love the English accent!" My mom yelled.

"No! Oh my god you guys are such children!" I was already laughing so hard.

"E! Hello darling!" Tom said excitedly.

"Hey hunny! I just wanted to let you know I landed." I said swatting my mom's hand away from trying to take my phone.

"Wonderful. How was your flight?" He asked.

"It was good. I have barely slept the past 24 hours. I've been too psyched." I said.

"Awwwwww!" My mom and Babette cooed.

Tom laughed "I'm assuming you're with your mom?"

"Yes and my other mom Babette." I said.

"Oh, well you seem to be having fun." Tom said, still laughing.

"I am, they are the best." I said making faces at them. "They want me to put you on speaker is that okay?"

"Of course darling." I heard Tom clear his throat before I put him on.

"Okay hun, you're up."

"Heeeeyyy!" Babette and my mom yelled towards the phone.

"Hello ladies!" Tom greeted them cheerfully.

"Oh my god! His voice is like sex!" Babette gasped fanning herself.

"Babette!" I laughed.

"I have to agree hunny bunny." My mom added.

Tom was laughing over the speaker.

"Oh even his laugh is adorable!" Babette was obviously a fan.

"Only one more thing to make him perfect..." My mom smiled "How's his ass?"

"Oh, great ass!" I proclaimed.

"Oh my god. I was not prepared for this." Tom chuckled. He was obviously blushing.

"Explains a lot about me huh?" I asked.

"Yes, it definitely explains your gumption and sass darling." He replied.

"Oh I love him already." My mom said, smiling at me in approval.

"A man that loves a woman who's a pistol is good in my book." Babette said trying to get into a parking garage.

"Well I'm glad that I'm off to a good start. I can't wait to meet you ladies in person. E has told me all about you."

"Good! I'm glad we haven't embarrassed her too much." My mom said fiddling with my hair.

"Well I don't know. You guys are kinda humiliating." I joked as they laughed. I took Tom off speaker. "Okay hun, we're going to go drop in on my New York crew. I'll give you a call when I get back to the airport."

"Okay E, have fun. Be safe. I can't wait to see you."

"I will, I can't wait either." I wanted to kiss him so bad.

"Goodbye darling." Tom cooed.

"Bye hun." I hung up with a big dumb grin on my face. I looked up to see them staring at me. "Shut up! I hate you guys!" I buried my blushing face in my hands.

"He seems great hun..." My mom smiled happily. "...I haven't ever seen you this smitten with a guy."

"He's wonderful. I really really like him." I said staring at a picture of Tom and I on my phone.

"Oh my god! Is that him?" Babette asked taking my phone away from me.

"Yeah, that's him." I smiled affectionately at the picture.

"Holy shit! He's hot!" her and my mom staring wide eyed at my phone. "How did you manage?" Babette joked.

"Oh I had to sell my soul."

The rest of my time was spent catching up with my old friends at the shop. I left my friend Cody in charge, and he was doing a great job. Everyone was asking about my new life in LA. About my house, clients, friends, and of course Tom. My pastry chef Sally made a bet with me before I left that I would end up dating a celebrity. Of course she didn't forget about it, so I had to cough up the 50 bucks. After about 3 hours of catching up, my mom, Babette and I went to grab a bite. Sitting down and talking and joking around like we used to really made me realize how much I missed them. They were more my best friends than mom's. The 2 hour meal went by too quickly. I had to get to the airport so I could have enough time to get through security. Babette and my mom hung out with me at the airport to see me off. My plane took off at 8pm New York time, but it was 1am in London. I felt bad for calling Tom so late, but he had stayed up for me. It was a 7 hour flight so I would get there around 8 in the morning. I would need to sleep on the plane to avoid jet lag. Luckily I hadn't slept much, so catching a few hours was easy. I made myself look a good as I could in the tiny airplane bathroom. I changed into some fresh clothes, touched up my hair and make up, and splashed on some perfume. I had impressed myself, I didn't look half bad. Hopefully Tom thought the same.

Tom's POV:

He waited in the airport lobby, pacing back and forth. He couldn't wait to see her. He missed everything about her. Her kisses, her loving hugs, her smell, the fact that she was always warm. He was uncontrollably excited. He manged to stop pacing once he heard his phone ring.

"Hey! E, where are you?" He was bouncing up and down.

"Hey I'm just grabbing my bags, I'll be up front soon." She said with as much excitement as he was feeling.

"Great. What are you wearing? It'll help me find you better."

"I'm wearing my blue Captain America sweatshirt." She giggled.

"Oh come on! Not Captain. Loki is way cooler." He joked.

She laughed. "I'll be there as soon as I can."

He waited around for about 15 more minutes. His height gave him an advantage to scope the crowd, but she was easy to spot. He immediately fixated on her flaming red hair. He laughed to himself as he could only see the top of her head struggling to get through the crowd. She emerged victorious, and looked around for him. Seeing her made his heart jump out of his chest. He smiled and waved to her to catch her eye. And there it was. She gazed at him with those beautiful gray eyes and the smile she saved only for him. Rolling her bags across the floor she started to run to him. He did the same, closing the gap between them. Before he knew it she had dropped her bags and jumped into his arms wrapping her arms and legs around him as tightly as she could. He put one arm around her waist pulling her close, the other around her shoulders allowing his hand to cup the back of her head. Her arms squeezed almost too tightly around his neck, but he didn't care. She started planting kisses on his neck, up to his jaw until she found her way to his lips. He kissed her passionately, he couldn't get enough of her. She moaned happily into his mouth, causing him to chuckled. When their lips finally separated, they stared into each others eyes.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He whispered to her.

"Ditto." She said simply giving him one more quick kiss before hopping down.

He took a few of her bags before taking her hand in his.

"Are you hungry darling?" He asked looking down at her.

"Oh man, I'm starving."

"Good, I'm going to make you some breakfast." He kissed the top of her head.

"That sounds great."

The car ride back to his place was full of lighthearted chit chat and laughs. He had missed her making silly faces at him for no reason. They pulled up to his house and he showed her inside. He could tell she was a little nervous. He put her bags down and pulled her close and kissed her forehead. He could feel her instantly relax in his arms. He ran his fingers through her hair and down her arm. Goosebumps canvased her soft pale skin. He wanted nothing more but to take her to his bed and make love to her. He didn't want to rush her, so he pushed the thought to the back of his mind.

"Why don't you get settled in and I'll start us some breakfast." He said giving her a peck on the cheek.

E's POV:

I went back into the bedroom and started unpacking some of my things. Tom was sweet enough to clear out 3 drawers for me in his dresser. It didn't take me long to fill them up. I heard him whistling cheerfully in the kitchen. Man, how I had missed that. I hummed along with him while hanging up some of my dresses in the closet. I was amazed on how tidy his place was. I didn't know if he had cleaned up just for me or if it was always this way. I guess I would found out over the next two weeks. I was unpacked in 20 minutes. I took off my shoes and made my way to the kitchen. Tom was singing and cooking a proper english breakfast with eggs, sausage, beans and toast. I just watched him dance around the room. He was so handsome with his beard and dark brown hair. His shirt loosely draped over his broad shoulders. My eyes made their way down his body checking out his taut ass. I bit my lip as I smiled.

"See something you like darling?" Tom asked smugly.

"Busted." I said walking over to him.

He laughed and continued cooking.

As I walked over to him I couldn't resist to grab his ass. He let out a adorable yelp.

"Feeling frisky?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Can you blame me?" I stood behind him, my hands snaking around his narrow hips, and slowly slid them into the front pockets of his jeans. I smiled as he tilted his head back and let out a soft moan.

"Our breakfast will get cold." He said, almost panting.

"It's up to you Tom." I said nestling my head in his back.

"Ugh, E that's not fair. Why do you do this to me?" He groaned.

I giggled, loving that I was able to do this to him.

He finished up making our breakfast and dished the servings onto our plates. "You've had a busy last few days. You need to eat something and take it easy."

For a second I hated that he was such a polite gentleman, but he was right. The food he made was delicious and I made sure to tell him. I know it can be nerve racking to cook for a professional chef. We took our time eating. He told me all the things he had planned for us to do while I was there. He was going to take me to the touristy places and some of the lesser known treasures of London. The more he talked, the more excited I became. He only had to work 3 days during my visit, and I made a mental note to make some special for Luke to show him my gratitude.

"So what are we doing today?" I asked before taking another bite of toast.

"I figured we could just take it easy and hang around here for a bit, then I can take you out tonight."

"That sounds perfect." I said relieved. I wasn't too jet lagged, but I was still tired from all the traveling.

We finished our breakfast and talked some more, playing footsy the whole time. When started cleaning up when Tom got a phone call from Luke.

"I'm so sorry darling, but-" He started but I cut him off.

"It's okay. Take it, I'm going to take a quick shower." I kissed him and made my way to the bathroom. I was in and out in about 10 minutes. Since we were spending the day at his place I threw on some sweatpants and a teeshirt, grabbed my book and joined him in the living room. Tom was still on the phone with Luke talking about some sort of interview, so I just curled up on the couch, put on my reading glasses and read. Our day was spent in quiet contentment. We snuggled on the couch and read all day. We had a light lunch and watched a few movies. It was the most relaxing day I've had in a long time, and I think the same thing went for Tom. He looked at the clock and then nudged me.

"What's up?" I asked looking up from notebook where I had been brainstorming recipes for the last hour.

"Our reservation is for 7 and it's 6 now." He said.

"Well I guess we ought to get ready then huh?"

Tom nodded.

I sprung up from the couch and headed to the bedroom. "What should I wear?" I called out as I walked down the hallway. Tom had gotten up to follow me.

"The place we're going had a dress code, so we need to dress up a bit."

"Wow, you really know how to treat a girl." I said turning around and getting up on my tip toes to kiss him. "So where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." Tom said as he gave me his mischievous grin.

"Toooommmm..." I eyed him as he changed into black dress pants, a light blue dress shirt, and black dress jacket. He turned and smiled at me. I let out a blissful sigh. I was completely taken with him. My feelings grew more intense every day.

"What?" Tom chuckled.

"Nothing, I'm just, I'm just really really happy." I felt like my affection for him was making me glow.

He came up to me and took my head in his large hands and brought my lips to his for a long breathtaking kiss. Once he pulled away he looked at me with intense adoration. I almost didn't want to go out after that.

"Hurry up love. We need to get going." He said before kissing the tip of my noes.

"Okay, okay." I slipped out of my pants and shirt and into deep purple dress. I stepped into my black Mary Jane heels and tied my hair into a elegantly tussled bun.

"Wow, you look stunning." Tom said as he came up behind me while I was touching up my mascara in the mirror. My cheeks turned a light pink.

"Thank you. You look so handsome tonight." I said winking at him.

Tom chuckled and buried his face in the curve of my neck.

"Aww, Hiddleston are you blushing?" I teased.

"Oh, be quiet you." His voice was muffled by my neck.

I giggled and kissed the side of his head.

"Come on..." he lifted his head after nipping my neck "...we don't want to be late."