Tom stands outside Nina's for fifteen minutes before he decides what to do. He knows either way he his life will never be the same. He takes a deep breath and opens the door with the spare keys.
Nina runs down the hall and the sound of the deadbolt and nearly knocks him over with a hug. She almost has to jump to get both arms over his shoulders and pulls him tight.
"I didn't think you were coming" she says into his ear. She pulls a way and looks up at him "I really thought you weren't going to stay and it broke my heart."
"But I'm here" he says "because of you."
She lets go expecting to fall back on her heels but he keeps holding on to her tight. Her eyes scanning his.
"I'm exhausted" he says gently keeping her in his embrace. "Will you just sit with me and relax for a moment and then we can figure out what we're doing tonight?"
"Yeah, of course" she replies "whatever you want to do" her arms lost in the giant hoodie fall to her sides and she holds his hand as they walk to the couch. She's now wearing black yoga pants and bare feet.
Tom takes a seat and Nina stands at the edge of the couch still holding on to him. "I want to lay my head in your lap" she demands. She tucks her legs up as she lays on her side and her shoulder nestles into Tom's leg. Her hair falls all over his lap and down her neck and shoulders like a painting. Tom tucks a piece of it from out of her face and behind her ear. She smiles and lets out a tiny moan.
"Do you mind if I play with your hair?" he asks softly. She just nods with a smile and closes her eyes and he starts to gather it in his hands giving Nina tingles all over. He runs his fingers through it and explores her body with his eyes. She looks so safe and comfortable laying on him. With his other hand Tom grips the fabric of the hoodie under the sleeve and gently pulls bringing her closer to him and stretching it over her the front of her. He sees her chest rise and fall as she breaths and the shape of her breasts.
He doesn't realize but at one point he has all of her hair in his other hand like a ponytail. He pulls it tight the slightest bit and a rush goes through his body. Thinking about being in control and lifting her head and moving it where he wants. He relaxes and lets it go. "I love your freckles. They're so cute" he says dragging his finger down her cheek "You have a beauty mark above your lip? I've never noticed it before. I have one birthmark." I say.
She opens her eyes slowly like she's been asleep. "Thank you, that's really sweet. Wait, where is your birthday mark" she asks looking up at him and intertwining her fingers in his.
He knows he's playing with fire but can't resist "well, it's covered up most of the time."
She rolls her eyes playfully annoyed "show" she pauses "me".
"It's funny, I just remembered." He laughs in disbelief "this is insane but it's kind of in the shape of a letter. It's on the left side of my umm, thing. Right in the middle."
