One Wild Night

Lucy tossed and turned on her bed all night as she thought about how to go about things with Tom. Was she making the right decision? Would Tom really let her be once she finally did it with him? How was she going to tell him about her decision? When she eventually fell asleep that night she dreamt of Tom all through the night.

She woke up very late the next morning and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to brush her mouth. In her haste, she turned the basin tap handle too quickly and it broke, causing the angry water to splash all over her body and the bathroom.

"Shit!" She hissed irritably as she looked around the bathroom, trying to find something that would help her stop the water. She didn't have time for this at all. She couldn't afford to be late and let her boss get there before her. She thought of calling Tom over but decided to try and manage the situation as she would have done assuming she didn't have a neighbor like Tom. She tried tying a scarf around the broken tap, but that didn't stop the water from flowing, it only stopped the splashes. She looked around her helplessly until it finally occurred to her that she could stop the flow of water from the controller under the basin sink.

Once she did that, she made a mental note to ask Tom to fix it later as she quickly showered and prepared for work. She walked over to her closet and randomly picker out a light blue shirt which she tucked into a navy blue bodycon pencil skirt. She chose a pair of red block heels which matched her handbag.

As she walked out of her house and headed for the car where she knew he would be waiting, she decided she was going to be blunt with him, like he usually was with her.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?" Tom asked with a cheerful smile once he saw her approaching. He had just been thinking about going to check on her since she was over twenty minutes late, and that was unlike her.

"Good morning to you too. I did. What about you? Were you able to finish the job?" Lucy asked, and Tom gave her a nod.

"Yes, I did."

"Good," Lucy said with a small smile as she got into the front seat of the car, making Tom wonder what she was up to. She seemed friendly instead of cautious.

"You woke up late?" Tom asked as he drove off.

"Kinda. Was busy with work," Lucy said and Tom nodded in understanding.

"Could you help me fix the tap in my bathroom later in the evening? It broke while I was getting ready for work," Lucy said making Tom's heart skip a beat.

Fix a tap? He had never handled a screwdriver all his life, so how was he supposed to know how to fix her bathroom tap? "Uhm, how about you hand me your key? That way I can get it done while you're at work?" Tom suggested, thinking he would pay someone to fix it.

Lucy's brows creased. She wasn't sure she was comfortable with the idea of Tom being in her house in her absence. It wasn't like she was thinking he would steal anything, but she just wasn't okay with it, "Why not after work hours?" She asked.

"Because I will be busy. I have to do something to do later in the evening," Tom lied. He had been hoping he would spend the evening with her, maybe take her somewhere fun, but now that was not going to work.

"Oh!" Lucy said with a thoughtful frown. It was either she have him do it at his convenience or have a total stranger do it at her convenience. She would rather have him in her home than someone else, "Okay. I will give you the key," Lucy said with a sigh, and Tom almost sighed in relief too.

Now that they had gotten that out of the way, they drove in silence for a while as Lucy kept trying to come up with the best opening line for the other conversation she wanted to have with him. The one that had kept her up for most of the night. How was she supposed to start? Could she just say, "Let's have sex"? Her face colored as she tried to imagine his reaction, and she shook her head. That sounded too direct like she was begging him to do it.

How about, "Let's do it"? Would that be appropriate? At least that would sound like she was giving in to his request, rather than offering herself to him on a platter.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" Tom asked when he noticed the frown on her face.

Lucy's face colored in embarrassment as she was jolted out of her thoughts by Tom's question. She felt as though Tom could see through her to know what she was thinking, so she quickly turned her face away before clearing her throat, "Nothing," she said without looking at him.

Nothing? Nah. Seeing the blush on her face, there was no way he could believe that it was nothing.

The right side of Tom's lips curved upward in a smirk, "Why do I get the feeling that you were thinking about me, and whatever you were thinking isn't something that should be in the head of a good girl like you?" Tom asked in an amused tone.

"I was just thinking about work," Lucy said defensively as she tucked her hair behind her ear but kept looking outside. Why couldn't she just take this as the opening she needed and say what wanted to say? Why did she have to be so embarrassed over something almost every adult did? Lucy asked herself in frustration.

"You must have dirty thoughts about your job for you to be blushing this way while thinking about it. Or is it your boss? Don't tell me you're thinking about him!" Tom said in mock disbelief, making her hiss at him.

"You never got to tell me what you discussed with your lady friend yesterday during lunch. Is there any progress?" Lucy asked, changing the subject to one that interested her more. She wasn't ready yet to tell him what was on her mind. She knew if she didn't do that this morning, she wouldn't be able to focus on work, so maybe she would tell him her decision once they get to the company.

"Oh! That. Nothing really. She was just telling me about her job and then she asked about mine. I don't think she was very impressed to hear that I'm just a mere driver," Tom said with a smile that looked wistful as he remembered the disapproval he had seen on Anita's face when he told her that he was a driver.

"Why? Did she say anything that gave you that impression?" Lucy asked with a concerned frown as she turned to look at him now. She knew nothing could hurt a man more than to be looked down on by someone he cared about.

"You know how ladies are. She didn't say anything, but that was the vibe I got from her," Tom said with a shrug.

"I'm sure you're mistaken. Don't worry, I will get her for you. I promise," Lucy said with a confident smile making him want to chuckle.

"Don't try too hard. I'm not in a hurry anyway," Tom said with a small smile, "So what did you do last night after I left? Were you bored? Did you think of me?" Tom asked, once again making her the subject of discussion.

Lucy blinked at him before shaking her head, "No! I was very busy so I didn't think about you at all," she lied.

"That's sad, 'cause I thought about you for most of the night as I worked, wondering if you were thinking or dreaming about me," Tom said with a small smile.

He was thinking of her? Why? She really hoped he didn't like her more than he should, "You should be thinking of the lady, not me," Lucy blurted out before she could stop herself.

"I know, right? I wonder why I was thinking of you too," Tom said with a sigh as he drove into the parking lot of the company.

"Don't. Please don't think about me, let's focus on the lady, okay?" Lucy said in a pleading tone as she reached for the door.

"Why not?" Tom asked, stopping her before she could leave.

Lucy paused with her hand on the door. She said nothing for a while and just as Tom was about giving him on getting a response, she said, "Because I don't want you to. No good comes out of it."

Having said that, Lucy got out of the car before Tom could ask any more questions, and started walking towards the company building. She stopped when she remembered that she still hadn't told him her decision, and she was also supposed to hand him the keys to her apartment. She turned around and returned to the car where Tom was still seated and watching her.

"Here is the key," She said as she got to the car, while Tom unlocked the door so he could take the key from her. He looked at her curiously when she remained standing there like she still had something to say.

Lucy took in a deep breath, "You know what?"

"What?"

"Let's just do it and get it done with. I mean the sex thing," Lucy said looking directly into his eyes.