Chapter 969: Thomasina
Chapter 969: Thomasina
"So, you're leaving me," Tom said from the edge of the bed where he was seated as he watched Lucy getting ready for her outing with the girls.
Lucy giggled, "No. I'm not leaving you. I'm hanging out with the girls," Lucy said as she fixed her contacts.
"But you won't be returning tonight," Tom said and she smiled.
"Yeah. But I'll be back in the morning," Lucy assured him.
Instead of going out to a club, Andy had offered to host the girls at her place so they could all have a sleep over that night and not have to drive back home after drinking.
"So, I have to sleep alone," Tom complained and Lucy turned away from the mirror to look at him.
"You don't have to sleep alone if you don't want to. You can go to Bryan's or Harry's, or invite them over for a guy's hangout," Lucy pointed out.
"But it's you I want a sleepover with. I can't cuddle Harry or Bryan," Tom said as he rose from the bed and crossed over to her.
Lucy laughed softly as he wrapped his arms around her, "We live under the same roof and sleep in the same bed every night, yet when it's time for me to go out you suddenly want me all to yourself."
"It's not my fault that you're my favorite person. You're too beautiful and sweet and I don't want to share you with anyone," he said and Lucy rolled her eyes playfully.
"You're not sharing me with anyone, it's just the girls."
"Alright. So, what if I identify as a girl? Can I join you girls?" He asked, fluttering his lashes and flicking an imaginary hair.
"What?" Lucy asked as she hollered with laughter.
"I identify as a lady now. My name is Thomasina," he said, causing her to laugh harder.
"Please, Tom. I'm not in the mood for this. I need to leave now. Amy is waiting," Lucy said, and Tom sighed dramatically as he walked over to the dressing table and picked up her lipstick.
Lucy watched with amusement as Tom applied her pink lipstick on his lips and then proceeded to take the eyeshadow.
"What on earth do you think you are you doing?" Lucy asked with a giggle, knowing that he was just trying to be funny.
"Getting ready for our girls night out. You all need to learn to be inclusive of people like us," Tom said, hanging his hand on the air in a feminine gesture.
This sent Lucy howling with laughter again, "People like you? Tom, please. I don't have the time for this," Lucy said, and Tom shrugged as he walked away from there and went into the closet.
Lucy quickly added finishing touch to her look as she waited for him to return, and soon he reemerged from the closet with one of Lucy's scarves tied around his head, a pair of her oversized sunglasses perched on his nose, and an exaggerated pout painted across his lips.
He swayed dramatically, striking a pose in the doorway, one hand on his hip and the other flicking an imaginary lock of hair off his forehead.
"Well, how do I look? Am I ready for the girls' night out now?" he asked, his voice taking on an exaggeratedly high-pitched tone as he sauntered back to the mirror to see himself.
Lucy couldn't contain her laughter. She clutched her stomach, tears forming in her eyes. "You're unbelievable! You look ridiculous," she said as she quickly picked up her phone and took some pictures of him in his ridiculous costume.
Tom grinned, clearly pleased with himself. "Ridiculously fabulous, you mean." Tom corrected with a sassy snap of his fingers. He strolled toward her, attempting to walk in a slow, catwalk-like strut, but his exaggerated movements only made Lucy laugh harder.
He gave a final twirl, the scarf fluttering behind him. "You can't leave without me now. I'm officially part of the girl gang."
Lucy shook her head, wiping at her eyes, still laughing. "Oh my gosh, Tom. I can't take you seriously right now."
He stopped right in front of her, tilting his sunglasses down to give her a playful, serious look. "Come on, babe. Let me in on this girls' night. I'm dying to know what you ladies talk about." "You wouldn't survive five minutes in our conversations. Plus, I don't think any of the girls is ready for Thomasina just yet," Lucy said, still laughing.
Tom pretended to gasp, clutching at his chest as if wounded by the rejection. "Well, fine," he said with mock indignation, "if you won't let me join, I'll just have to make do by myself here, all alone, abandoned." He gave her a pointed look, sticking out his lower lip in an exaggerated pout.
Lucy shook her head, finally catching her breath. She stepped closer to him, placing a hand on his chest and looking up at him with a smile. "You know I'll miss you, too," she said softly. "But it's just one night. I'll be back before you know it."
He let out a deep, exaggerated sigh as he rested his forehead against hers. "Yeah, yeah, I know."
Lucy smiled and leaned up to kiss him softly, her lips brushing against the smudge of pink lipstick on his mouth. "Is this what it feels like to kiss me when I have lipsticks on? It feels weird," Lucy said as she grabbed a tissue from the dressing table and wiped the lipstick off Tom's lips.
Tom chuckled. "Have I ever told you that you're my favorite person and I love having you around?" Tom said, holding her gaze with a sincerity that broke through the playfulness.
"You always do," Lucy murmured against his lips as she kissed him.
For a moment, they simply stood there, close and quiet, the laughter having faded into a tender silence that made Lucy's heart skip. She loved these moments with him- when the teasing and playfulness gave way to something real.
But the moment passed quickly as Tom stepped back. Tom finally broke character, dropping the sunglasses and scarf with a playful smirk. "Alright, alright. I just didn't want you to go without a little fun first. Off you go then," he said, dramatically swiping a hand through the air as if to shoo her away.
Lucy smiled as she leaned forward, her hands resting on his chest. "I had a good laugh.
Thanks."
"Don't mention," Tom said as he bent his head to kiss her softly, lingering for a moment before pulling back. "I'm gonna miss you tonight."
"I'll miss you too," Lucy said softly, her hand cupping his cheek. "We will survive." Lucy said
as she grabbed her handbag and headed toward the door.
He sighed dramatically again. "I suppose I will. Just don't have too much fun without me,"
Tom said as he escorted her out.
"I'll try not to," Lucy said with a wink.
"And if Andy's place turns out to be too boring, you know where to find me!" Tom said and
Lucy laughed again as she descended the stairs.
"I'll keep that in mind. See you in the morning."
As she reached the foot of the stairs, she glanced back over her shoulder one last time, catching Tom watching her with a playful but tender smile from the top of the stairs.
"Love you," she called.
"I thought you'd leave without saying that. Love you more," Tom replied, his voice softer
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As Adolf drove Lucy Amy's place, Lucy kept giggling to herself as she looked at the pictures of Tom. She couldn't believe how silly he was.
Once they arrived at Amy's, Amy opened the door and joined Lucy before Lucy could get to the
door.
"I'm sorry I'm late. I was held up," Lucy apologized.
"It's not a problem," Amy assured her as they both got into the car.
A short while later, they arrived at Andy's estate, and they were let in by the security stationed
at the gate.
After dropping them off, Adolf left, while Lucy led Amy to the door.
The door swung open before Lucy could knock, revealing Andy with an excited grin on her face. "Finally! The night can officially begin," she said, pulling Lucy into a quick hug. "Come on in! Everyone else is already here, drinks are ready, and I've got some snacks laid out
too."
The warm, welcoming smell of freshly baked treats filled the air as they stepped into the spacious living room. It was cozy, with candles lit and a soft playlist humming in the background. The other women were lounging on the plush couches, laughing and chatting
over glasses of wine.
"Lucy! Amy! You're just in time," Sonia called from her seat, raising her glass of juice in greeting. "They've already started on the rosé and I'm on my juice. You better catch up!"
"Hello, Everyone. This is Amy, my brother's girlfriend. Amy, you know Sony and Jade. Those two beauties are my cousins. That's Candace and our host is Andy. I'm sure you've met them at the office before. This is our delectable bride to be, Aurora, this is stunning lady is Sharon,"
Lucy introduced.
"Thanks for having me," Amy said after each of them called out a welcome to her.
"Who else has noticed that Lucy has become more vocal lately?" Jade asked, and they all
laughed.
"She sounded like an emcee with the introductions," Sonia joked.
"Give me a break, y'all. I just got here," Lucy said with a giggle as she walked over to the wine
table and poured some wine into two glasses.
"I'm not giving you a break. You called everyone else beautiful but Jade and I. Jade didn't you notice?" Sonia asked, and Jade nodded.
"Candace and Andy are beauties, Aurora is delectable, and Sharon is stunning. While you're
just Sony and I am Jade," Jade said, and everyone laughed.
"Amy, you know the gorgeous Sony, and the Radiant Jade, don't you?" Lucy asked as she
handed one of the glasses to Amy.
Amy giggled, "I do," she said as she took the wineglass from Lucy. "Satisfied?" Lucy asked Sonia and Jade, and they both exchanged a look before shrugging.
"I guess that will do," Sonia said with a grin.
Being the gracious host, Andy handed them both fluffy slippers. "Here, get comfortable!
We're doing a whole pamper night- facemasks, wine, and then a good old binge-watch of some trashy reality TV."
Lucy chuckled as she slipped into the slippers, taking a long sip of her wine. She could already feel herself unwinding, the worries of the day falling away. "This is exactly what I needed. Work has been insane lately," she admitted, sinking into one of the cushy armchairs, and Amy shared her sentiment as she stretched out on the couch beside her.
Lucy felt a surge of contentment wash over her. As much as she loved being with Tom, there was something refreshing about spending time with the girls- no stress, no expectations, just good company and laughter.