Friday. Finally thank god. These past few days with Tom living here has been strange. We don't talk that much. I usually just stay in my room which is weird cause it's MY home...but I guess I just wanna give him as much privacy as he needs..because...well.. yesterday I may have walked in on him doing..you know what with himself.. I didn't see anything! I shielded my eyes and ran out of the room too quickly.. not that I didn't wanna see I just..ew ATHENA STOP
Tom teaches a morning class as well so i get to hang out in the living room while he's gone.
"You wanna go out tonight?" I ask Gregory while on FaceTime
He gives me a look that I know all too well by now.. "you're going out with Dan aren't you?"
"..yes" he answers "But I swear we can next weekend!"
"It's fine" I say "I'm happy you've found your true true love" I say dramatically
"Shut up" he says cackling "ask the professor" he says
"You know he has a name right?" I question
"Yes but calling him professor is hotter. Plus, he's already living with you so why not just go out?"
"I think my definition of "going out" is different from his" I say "when I go out I like to dance and get drunk till I can't walk. His definition is probably: spend a quiet evening at some fancy restaurant"
"You know two negatives equal a positive" he wiggles his eyebrows "come on, just ask him. Show him how to party and get loose"
I sigh "ughh fine. You're such a bad influence" I say
"But you love me though" he puckers his lips
I roll my eyes then hear a knock at the door "I gotta go someones here"
"Okay love you"
I blow him a kiss then hang up.
"Who is it?" I say from behind the door
"Monica Hiddleston"
My eyes widen "fuck" I whisper
"Can I help you?" I said through the door
"Do you know my husband, Tom? He's been ignoring my messages"
"Um no he doesn't ring a bell.. how did you get my address?"
I push my ear again the door
"I tracked his phone and it said he was here a few hours ago"
Shitshitshit
"Oh um- well it must've been a mistake. Sorry"
I run back to my room and shut the door. What the hell.
Should I tell him when he comes back? Yes. No! I can't..
~~~~~
I heard the door open then shut so I walked out of my room to greet Tom. He sat his briefcase down and sat on the couch.
"Heyyy"
Ew I just sound like I'm hiding something
"Something happened while I was gone, correct?"
God how is he so good at that..
"Uh nope. I just wanted to ask you something" I slid in the chair next to the couch
"Well Ms.Wills, you have my full attention" he said as he pulled some papers out of his case
"Sure ya do.. it's Friday"
"Great observation" he said. His voice dripping with sarcasm
"Anyway. I was thinking we could go out to like a club or something"
He looked up from his papers "a club?"
I nodded
"Do you know how old I am?"
"Now that I think about it.. nope. You never told me"
"Take a wild guess" he crosses his arms
"32?"
He raises his eye brows and laughs hysterically
"32?! Great heavens, I wish"
"What? Then how old are you?"
He sighs "41"
What? I'm sorry did I hear that correctly?
"No way"
He narrows his eyes "yes way."
"But you're like.." I throw my arms up " .. what are you worried about?"
"Darling, I'm too old for a club"
Darling huh?
"Well you owed me dinner a few days ago but that never happened so.. and you're never too old for a club...darling" I see a small smirk tug at his lips "I bet you got moves too"
His smile widens but he looks back to the paper. I get up and hop on the couch next to him "you do got moves don't ya?" I nudge his arm "you gonna show me them lethal moves tonight?"
He looks up at me locking eyes. I now realize how close I am to him. His eyes flicker down to my lips then back up.
" You truly want me to go tonight?" He asks
"Yesss. We both need to let loose. I know you're stressed and so am I so.."
"You're stressed? About what?"
Um sexual frustration duhhh I need to get laid. God I sound like a frat boy what's wrong with me
"Um..about.. Ugh none of your business" I stand up and walk towards the hallway
" I'll get those secrets out of you, you know" he yells as I walk into my room.
~~~in the classroom
"And please please please try to read the rest of the play by Monday. I would like to move on to the next topic" Tom says
"Alright Tom! By Athena" A student says
I wave "have a fun weekend!"
"And please, don't call me Tom anymore. It's Professor Hiddleston..but erm..next Monday is national hat day so wear your hats" he gives a sideways smile and everyone exits the room
"What's with you and hats" I ask laughing
He turns to face me "I'm trying"
"I know you're trying" I say smiling "are you ready?" I ask
He sighs " just go without me"
"Nope. I brought an outfit so I'm gonna get changed here then we're leaving" I say grabbing my bag and walking to the closet
"You're changing in there?" He questions
"Would you rather me change here?"
"Erm" he chuckles nervously "No no it's fine" he sat back down in his seat
I went into the closet and put on my outfit.
Damn I wish there was a mirror in here. I pull the dress down a bit more then walk out
"How's this?" I say doing a little spin
He stands up from his chair "you look erm.. different"
"Hm. Not quite sure how to take that" I say chuckling and walking over to my bag
"I mean. You look.."
"Tom. It's okay to compliment"
He smiles knowing that he told me that once "you look great" he said
"I feel a bit underdressed" he looks down at his suit
"Underdressed? You can't be underdressed in a club. Plus, you always look ho- great in the suits you wear"
He mumbled something then grabbed his briefcase and phone
"We're taking my car" he says
I walk around the desk "yes sir" I salute him
We get out to the parking lot and his car is a... Mercedes 300SL... what?
He opens the door for me and I get in. He jogs to the other side and gets in.
"Who are you, James Bond? This car is insane." I laugh out
He starts the car
"So where are we going?" He asks
I buckle my seatbelt "Rigged. It's on Kurks St. by that one stripper joint"
"Great heavens..this is gonna be a long night" he says under his breath before taking off