Yesterday we had breakfast and talked for a long time. But the beautiful time, has also once an end. Tom was called and he had to leave quickly. He kissed me long and intensively, but then quickly went away. I told him that I can also walk home alone, but with him you can not discuss. Yesterday I didn't have to go to work either. Honestly, I didn't ask about it either, because every day off is something special.

But now I am on my way to work and I feel good. I slept long and I haven't for a long time. Somehow Tom gives me the security I was missing. Just before I arrive at the café, my phone starts ringing. An unfamiliar number. "Hello?" I asked quietly, normally I don't answer unknown numbers, but it could always be something with my parents. So just muster up the courage. "Why didn't you call one of my people?" so I hear his voice, my heart starts beating faster again."Work is only five minutes away from me," he takes one deep breath. "I'll pick you up from work today. We're going out to dinner tonight," now I'm the one swallowing hard. How do you tell a man like Tom you don't have time today. "I'm sorry. I don't have time today," with that I quickly hang up and go inside the café. When I arrive, everything is already unlocked and ready. Surprised and a little overwhelmed, I look around and think about who could have done this. Layla wouldn't do that and my boss is actually coming later today. "Hey," comes from behind me. Startled, I turn around and see a beautiful brown-haired woman in front of me.

"Hey?", I said asking. Who is she and what is she doing here. Clara, well my boss didn't tell me about a new colleague. "That's right, we haven't met yet. I'm Ilayda, your new colleague," I look at her in surprise and then quickly smile. I hug her, which she doesn't expect at first. She returns the hug and laughs lightly, as I move away I take another good look at her and can tell that she is a pretty young woman. "I'm y/n glad to meet you" I say to her "I know" I look at her with raised eyebrows. But before I could say anything, the door was opened. "We're not open yet," I said annoyed, but when I can feel a breath on the back of my neck, I know exactly who is behind me right now.

"I think for me the cafe is already open," he said with a stern undertone. Slowly I turn around and look into his eyes, which was a mistake. I don't want to know what Ilayda thinks of this now. "Tom you are here. Why are you here?" his features harden and he puts his hand on my hip. During this he doesn't even wink and his jaw tightens too. "Ilayda please leave us alone for a moment," how does he know her. Oh god, did they used to have something? I can't work with the ex of him. "Of course sir," she walks away and immediately Tom presses his lips to mine. Automatically I put my hand in his hair and he puts his one hand to my cheek and caresses it with his thumb. When he releases he puts a strand of hair that falls in my face behind my ear."Why don't you have time today?", there it was the question. Should I tell him that I actually only work for my parents? "Don't you dare lie to me!", I sighed and lean against his chest. Carefully, he strokes his hand along my back. "I was going to work a little late today and then-", I swallow hard before continuing to speak. "Then I was going to visit my parents a-at the nursing home," now he looks at me. Others have already laughed at me for this, because I have no one at home and only take care of the old ones. "I will accompany you to them," he said. I looked at him with wide eyes and take a step back. "Y-You don't have to, really. I-I don't want to keep you from your w-work. I'm sure you have a lot to do."

He shakes his head and kisses my forehead. "I always have time for you. I'll pick you up and then we'll go to your parents place," before I could say anything, he was already walking out the door and getting into the black Audi. As Ilayda stands next to me I come out of my stupor. "Are you-" but before I could finish speaking she shakes her head. "No, I'm not his ex. He's the one who brought me the job. I'm very grateful to him for that, too." Somehow I'm happy about this answer, but we couldn't talk much because we're opening soon and we still have some things to do. During the day, a man was in the café all the time looking at me. He was pretending to be absorbed in his work, but I could see that he was looking at me. "He's been looking at you the whole time. Do you want me to ask him to go out? No one is in the café that long," I turn to her and see that she is giving me serious looks. "No, it's fine. Just ignore him, I'm sure it'll go away eventually."

But I was wrong about that. Until I got my end of shift, the guy stayed. When Tom came I quickly went up to him and gave him a hug."Did anyone miss me?" he asked with a grin. I was about to consider telling him, but didn't want to get stressed out here at the cafe. "Yeah," I answer him, noticing out of the corner of my eye that the guy had disappeared. I stand on tiptoe and kiss him. After a little smooch, I break away and smile at him. "We should get going now or we'll be late for your parents," I nod and go to get my stuff. As I go to put on my jacket, Tom takes it in his hand and helps me get dressed. I smile at him and then say goodbye to Ilayda. "Can you do it by yourself? If not then I'll cancel on my parents," she takes my hand and squeezes it. "You're going to your parents now. We're closing soon anyway so it's not a problem if you go now. Have fun," I hug her again and then walk out with Tom. He opens the door and see it's another car already. "You must own a whole fleet of cars," I give out laughing. Tom quickly walks around to the other side and gets in. "Well, I can say that I have a lot of cars. It's like a hobby for me," he starts the engine and as he drove off he looks even hotter than he already is. I can feel my nipples starting to hurt. I don't know what he's doing to me, but the desire, is growing. "I'd like to have you over to my place for dinner today," Tom says, putting his hand on my thigh and continuing to look ahead. We talk a lot, but right now it's quiet. I don't mind this quiet, but Tom starts to get a little restless and starts to move a little. "Is everything okay?", he doesn't answer so I put my hand on his and look at him. He starts to tense his jaw and inhales sharply. "Your closeness is driving me crazy sweetie," I look at him and my gaze slowly travels downward.

"I'm just sitting here," I say provocatively, grinning to myself. "Oh baby, you look like a cat of prey next to me. It's driving me crazy and I'd love to get you laid right now," he grins and I blushed. Does he really feel that way or is he just playing it all on me to get me in his bed? "Maybe the big cat is hungry too," with my hand I slowly walk up and notice him grinning dirty. I lean in to him and slowly move my mouth to his ear. "You look so hot driving this car and your muscles. You're so well built," I slowly walk my fingertips down his arm and notice a bulge forming in his pants. Now I'm the one grinning. "Oh wow, we're already there," now he looks at me in shock. He parks the car and I get out. He also got out right away and pushes me against his car. He looks me in the eye as I slowly walk your fingertips along his arm. "That was a mistake," he says to me, growling a little. "I don't know what you mean, but I have to go in now, my parents are probably waiting and they don't like it at all when anyone is late."I wanted to go but he holds me tight and presses my hand against his bump. I look into his eyes and I see the greed getting bigger. "You're naughty, but I think it's hot," his hand goes to my chin as I lick my lips. How can anyone be that hot? "But you're right, we don't want to keep your parents waiting," he leaves me just like that and walks inside the nursing home. When I regain my composure I walk in and already see a familiar face at the front desk. "Noah," I say smiling and walk up to him. "Y/N, nice to see you again," he says kindly and smiles at me. "Your parents are already waiting for you. They're sitting back there on the couch," I smile at him in thanks as two arms wrap around my waist. "Baby aren't you going to introduce us?", Tom asks looking at Noah seriously.

"Oh Um. Tom this is Noah. Noah this is Tom. Noah has been working their for a long time and always welcomes me when I come to visit," slightly shy I look at Tom and see him tighten his stoner. He extends his hand to Noah which he accepts. "We should get going now. You know my parents, they always want you to be on time," as I was about to take Tom's hand, he pushes me slightly to the side. "What are you doing?", I asked him confused. "You go ahead. I'll be right behind you," he answers me, looking to his right. "Is something wrong? If you don't feel like it, you can go..., You wouldn't be the first," I mumbled at the end. Now he looks at me and raises his eyebrow. "What did you say? Speak clearly! I hate it when someone mumbles," I look at him now annoyed. "Nothing. By the way stop calling me baby, we never said we were together!" but he doesn't like that at all. He pushes me against the wall and starts kissing me. A slight moan comes out of my mouth. Tom takes the chance and in the next moment I feel his tongue. This kiss didn't last long, it was something different. "You are my y/n and should also now this Noah have noticed. Satisfied, he takes a step back and straightens his jacket. Annoyed, I roll my eyes and go to my parents, while he had to make another phone call.

When I arrive at my parents place, I see them sitting together on the sofa. They saw me and start to smile. "Y/N my sweet, glad you could make it," my mom said and tried to get up. But I beat her to it and give her a hug. "You're a little late, but we know how hard you work to help us," I turn to him and give him a hug too. I sit down in the chair that is across from the couch and look at them. Both still totally in love with each other and nothing can separate them. Not even their age. When two hands place themselves on my shoulders, my father suddenly becomes serious....
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