The afternoon sun beats against the navy blue curtains of Elli's room as she stirs awake. Her head pounds as she tries to open her eyes, her face scrunching with the nausea becoming prominent. She shakes her face into her pillow before looking back to her nightstand, a note being held up against a glass of water and a bottle of Advil are sitting in front of her phone. Elli squints with a quirked brow, trying to recall the events of the night before. The last thing she remembers is leaving the party and then ending up on the bathroom floor, not her bedroom.

She reaches out and grabs the note, careful not to move too much and aggravate her headache."Elliot (nerd)" is scribbled across the front in Tom's barely legible handwriting. She chuckles to herself before opening the note with one hand. A smile tugs at her lips as she reads it over.

"Harrison's here. Don't walk out with your bat or pepper spray. Don't wanna repeat ;)"

A groan comes from Elli's throat as she rolls her eyes, disregarding the note back to her nightstand.

"It was one time." She mutters to herself.

Tom had called Harrison to come over once after a night of drinking had taken place, only, he didn't tell Elli so when she woke up only to hear someone walking around and rummaging through cabinets, her head went to the worst place. She grabbed her bat from under the bed and walked out, ready to swing. And she did. She just happened to swing and hit Harrison in the back of his knees. That trip to the ER was not fun and it was just Elli spurring apologies.

Elli sits up, hand holding her head in an attempt to steady the dizziness with the new position. The echo of the TV from the living room starts becoming clear the longer she sits in bed. She reaches over and grabs the Advil bottle, grabbing two pills and swallowing them with a gulp of water. Once the pills are washed down, she gets out of bed, grabbing Tom's hoodie from the chair at her vanity and tossing it over her head before making her way to the living room.

Harrison is seated on the couch, scrolling through social media as Fuller House plays on the TV. It's always a little heartwarming to see Harrison so comfortable in the apartment. It was also his just a few years prior. In fact, there are days Elli finds herself missing living with both Harrison and Tom but deep down she knows it was for the best.

"Hey." Elli's voice is ragged as she reaches the couch, taking a seat beside Harrison.

Harrison looks up to her, locking his phone. "Feelin' alright?"

"I'm so hungover, dude." Elli whines, leaning her head on the back of the couch while Harrison laughs.

"You did drink a lot." Harrison comments, going back to his phone for a few seconds.

"I don't remember drinking that much." Elli mutters, pausing for a few seconds. "Don't remember much but that's not the point."

Harrison laughs once more, turning to face her. "Don't remember saying a guy has a small dick?"

Elli picks her head up, forehead wrinkling at Harrison. "I did??"

"Oh yeah. Guess he tried to sleep with you and you just wanted to talk." Harrison chortles.

Elli laughs quietly. "Did he try anything?"

"Nah," Harrison shakes his head. "You walked off and Tom and me lead you out to leave right after."

"Thank the lord." Elli mumbles.

"Yeah, what we said." Harrison agrees, turning his attention back to the TV.

The room falls silent besides the TV and that's when Elli notices the scattered boxes around the living room. She can see her handwriting on one of the boxes that says "Christmas lights" which means the other boxes would be Christmas decorations, too but she doesn't remember Tom ever saying he'd be stopping before work just to grab them. Which leaves Harrison.

"So," Elli furrows her brows, looking around the living room and taking in the few boxes that are scattered about. "What's with the boxes?"

"Ah," Harrison nods. "Tom asked me to pick up some of your Christmas decorations from storage."

"Oh, cool." Elli nods, confusion ticking at her brain. Her and Tom always just get the decorations together and they each pick up a few boxes on their way home from work. Having Harrison do it just seems a bit odd. "Why?"

Harrison shrugs. "No clue." Elli was about to open her mouth to ask what was going on but Harrison was quick to ask another question. "Tom going to London again this year?"

Elli sighs, taking the hint that Harrison wasn't going to tell her anything else, and there's a part of her that wants to smile but she keeps it to herself. "No, actually he'll be here."

Harrison's head whips in Elli's directions. "Why's he not going home? He always goes home."

"His parents are gonna be in Venice, I guess and he said he doesn't wanna be on vacation for Christmas. He'd rather be here or at his parents' house in London. So, he'll be here." Elli explains.

Harrison gives her a smirk. "Assume you're happy to have him."

"What makes you think that?" Elli inquires.

Harrison scoffs, rolling his eyes. "It's his first Christmas in the states, you gonna tell me you're not happy to have him?"

Harrison's right and Elli can't even deny it. She knows Christmas is really important to Tom but for selfish reasons, she's happy he's decided to stay in the states. It's going to be their first real Christmas spent together and it's going to be nice. They usually Skype and discuss what's all happened but due to the six-hour time difference, the video calls were never very long. To say Elli misses Tom during the Christmas season when he was away would be a huge understatement. It's her favorite time of year and all she wants is to spend it with Tom and now she can without ever having to ask him.

Elli bites her lip and shrugs sheepishly. "Well," Harrison chuckles, nodding quickly. "I am but also not because I know it's a big deal for him to spend it with his family."

"Clearly not as big as just wanting to be home." Harrison retorts.

"Fair." Elli sighs.

"What's the plan then? What're we all doing?" Harrison asks, knowing the normal plans for Christmas would change.

Usually, the three of them would get together before Tom would head to London and have their own Christmas early. But, with Tom being home, they won't need to have an early Christmas.

"Uh, yeah Tom is gonna come with me to my parents' for dinner and we're opening presents from each other here. I figured that when we're all done, you can come by and we'll do our exchange and eat whatever food my mom's sent us home with."

"Sounds good." Harrison agrees. "Excited to be having Tom over though?" Harrison laughs knowing what Elli's entire family think of Tom.

Since the first time Elli's mom met him, she's sworn up and down that they would end up more than friends. She calls it her a mom's intuition but Elli just says it's bullshit. Well, she did because now her mom is a little right. Friends with benefits, is more than friends technically but her mom doesn't need to know that. Either way, her mom is certain that they'll end up together despite Elli and Tom's constant "nope, still friends." every time they meet up. But, it's not just her mom. It's her dad, too. Her dad adores Tom and while he's always been protective of Elli, he knows that Tom would be perfect. However, the hardest person to get anything by is Elli's older sister Elizabeth, Lizzie.

Lizzie has been telling Elli since the first time she met Tom that Tom likes her and she knows Elli likes him, too. Elli, of course, brushed off her comments because they're friends. Guys and girls can be just friends. It's not a big deal. Girls and guys can live together and have nothing going on. The only lie being told is that they are strictly just friends. It's just hard convincing Lizzie of that.

"About that..." Elli trails off, a look of guilt taking over her expression.

"What?" Harrison asks hesitantly

"You know how my family bugs me to hell about when I'm gonna date Tom?" Elli asks and Harrison hums, remembering the constant complaining. "Well....I might....have....told them... I was.....kind of....sort of....possibly..."

"Elli, for fuck's sake, what'd you do?" Harrison cuts her off, growing impatient.

"I told them I was dating you." Elli spits the words out so fast, she was hoping Harrison didn't actually catch what she said.

"You what?" Harrison yells. "Why the bloody hell would you do that?"

"I got tired of them bothering me about Tom!" Elli yells back. "They stopped when I said I was dating you!"

It was a rash decision but Elli's family doesn't see Harrison as much as they see Tom. They like Harrison, they always have and she knows that they can badger Harrison and it won't even bother him but with Tom, there's a part of her that fears one day it'll be too much. Maybe the constant pressure of her family will make him call off the benefits and it'll go downhill. It's easier to lie and say she's dating Harrison.

"Doesn't that completely deflate your argument that you can be just friends with a guy?" Harrison argues.

Elli nods. "Yeah, I didn't think it through but they were all ganging up on me. Even the cousins!"

"When the hell was this?"

"Labor Day." Elli gives Harrison the 'yikes' expression.

"That was three months ago." Harrison just blinks in disbelief.

"Yeah, I forgot to tell you."

"How?"

"It didn't seem important." Elli shrugs.

"To who?" Harrison raises his voice, shock still evident.

"Okay, I didn't forget. I just chose not to tell you." Elli guiltily admits.

"Yeah, why?" Harrison pushes.

"Because, I was just so tired of them bothering me about Tom that I'd rather have them bother me about you and I was afraid if I told you, you'd be mad and tell me to tell them the truth."

Harrison sighs and he feels for her. Talking about her and Tom can be a sore spot, especially with how persistent her entire family can be. She said it happened on Labor Day and Harrison knows that's when her entire family gets together for a fish fry, her aunts, uncles, cousins. Everyone. He can only imagine the badgering she had to deal with so of course, he's not mad. He just wishes she would have told him.

"I'm not mad." Harrison says. "You just should have told me."

"Yeah, I know." Elli admits. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." Harrison gives her a gentle smile. "I don't care if you wanna keep saying it but only if Tom knows."

"Why's it matter it Tom knows?" Elli's heart immediately sinks with the thought of telling Tom.

"Don't you think he'll be a bit confused on Christmas when your family asks about me?"

"I mean, yes...."

"You've gotta tell him." Harrison's voice is almost demanding and it's sending a red flag up for Elli.

"Why?" Elli's eyes narrow in suspicion.

"Just, because, okay?" There's frustration tugging on Harrison's words.

"Do you not wanna fake date me to my family?" Elli asks honestly, completely willing to tell her family she lied if Harrison is uncomfortable.

Harrison bites his lip, the fluttering in his chest becoming impossible to ignore, and his eyes are soft as he looks at her. He sighs softly and shakes his head. "It'd be an honor." Harrison sends Elli a sweet smile. "But, you've to tell Tom."

"I don't want to." Elli sucks in a breath.

"Why not?"

"I don't want him to be mad, maybe he'll think I chose you over him." Elli looks to her hands, picking at her pink nail polish.

Harrison tilts his head and his heart sinks to his stomach. Elli would never choose between Tom and Harrison. She doesn't believe in having to choose between people she cares about, not when she doesn't have to. If either of them ever told her she had to choose, she'd pick the one that wasn't asking. The one that wouldn't ask her to choose is a real friend. But, that's not whatHarrison is getting at.

Elli did choose to just say she were dating Harrison and not Tom. Saying she were dating Tom would be easy. They live together, spend most of their time together, most people think they're together anyway. Harrison seems to be a choice out of left field. And Elli admitting she's worried Tom will think she chose Harrison over him, proves it and it stings.

"Didn't you though?" Harrison asks. "You could have said you were dating Tom. He'd have gone along with it but you chose to say me."

Elli looks away from Harrison, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah....I...I don't know. I guess it's because we live together and if I said Tom, then they'd start asking about kids and marriage. It's like, we'd already have been 'established'." Elli says the word with air quotes and in a mocking tone. "And...I don't wanna deal with it."

"Alright." Harrison squeezes her shoulder. "Just tell Tom that, he'll understand. Last time we went to England, his mum was asking the same questions. He'll get it."

"Yeah, yeah." Elli rolls her eyes. "I'll tell him."

"Yeah, alright." Harrison chuckles before getting to his feet. "Well, I'm gonna head out since you're up."

"I'll text you when I tell Tom."

Harrison gives her an approving nod. "Good. I'll see ya."

Once Harrison leaves, that allows Elli to be by herself. She stares at the boxes, knowing that Harrison likely grabbed one box of ornaments and two boxes of random decorations. It doesn't make any sense, really. And that just makes her wonder why Tom had Harrison come over. If it were to look after her because she were hungover, she would have woken up on her bathroom floor and having him come over to bring decorations is just weird. Tom's weird but he's not this weird. It only makes Elli think that maybe she said something to him when they got home and she just doesn't remember. It's something she'll definitely be bringing up to Tom once he gets home. But, until then, she does have some work she should get done.

Elli gets up and gets ready for her day that will be spent in front of her laptop. She showers and changes into sweats and a hoodie, the headache from her hangover slowly getting better and nausea is turning into hunger. By the time she's out of the bathroom, she's ready to grab herself a pop tart and sit in the living room. Elli plays one of her playlists and gets to work.

She's set to have a meeting the next day with a couple getting ready for their wedding. They had a photographer but their photographer bailed due to a scheduling problem. To be a last minute choice isn't exactly Elli's favorite thing but she does love photographing weddings and she's going to make sure this couple picks her and she's not going to disappoint. So, she readies all of her best photographs from previous weddings and other events, preparing herself with everything they might ask and won't ask, what she should cover. Everything. It's all saved on her laptop and on documents for her to memorize.

Photography is more than a just a job for her, it's her hobby, her favorite thing in the entire world. Her mom was the one that told her that if she loves her job, it'll be like she never worked a day in her life and Elli couldn't agree more. It's how she manages to spend her entire day preparing herself and it's only when she hears the door open that she realizes, four hours have passed and it only felt like half an hour.

"Hey." Tom greets, kicking his shoes off at the door.

"Hey." Elli glances over the couch while Tom makes his way to the kitchen.

The fridge opens and Tom's thumb taps on the handle, looking for anything that seems appetizing but he spots nothing. The second the fridge shuts, Tom starts groaning. His groaning pulled Elli's attention from her laptop. She moved the device to the end table, turning to look over at Tom but his groaning just continued as her eyes followed him to the couch until he were standing right in front of her. She quirked a brow, looking up at him until he started laying down, his head in her lap.

Elli blinks down at him a few times. "Um...hello?" Elli squints at him while Tom puts his hands over his face. "Did you have a rough day?" Tom mumbles something completely incoherent into his hands making Elli sigh in response. She peels his hands from his face, his eyes closed and face scrunched in irritation. "What?"

"I'm tired." Tom mutters.

"Did you not sleep?" Elli asks, her hand coming to run through his hair.

Tom sighs in content, face relaxing. "Was lookin' after you." His voice is a tired whisper.

"I told you that you didn't have to." Elli scolds, her fingers still threading through his hair.

"'S what friends do." Tom mumbles, a lopsided etched across his face.

Friends.

"Feels good. You should keep going." Tom continues his mumbling.

"I'll keep going if you tell me why you called Harrison over and used Christmas decorations as an excuse." Her hand stalls, fingers threaded through his hair while his eyes open widen.

"W-what do you mean? We needed-"

Elli scowls at him, knowing there's more to it. The Christmas decorations were never a big deal and the two of them would normally grab them themselves. Having Harrison do it and then to stay until she woke up, that's got one of Tom's ulterior motives written all over it.

"Yeah, but you could have stopped or you could have just....texted me and told me to pick some up from storage."

Tom purses his lips, eyes going to the left as he tries to find something believable to tell her. "Maybe I didn't want to, darlin'."

"Tommy." Elli whines out his name and a lopsided smile covers his face. She pokes his cheeks, making him laugh. "C'mon, really why was Harrison here?"

Tom sighs, taking her hand away from his face. "Tell you over a few beers?"

"I thought you were tired." Elli challenges.

"Never too tired to take you out to the pub 'round the block." Tom smirks.

"Are you ever gonna say bar?" Elli teases.

"Nope." Tom chuckles, sitting up. "You wanna go?" Tom asks, a smile still etched across his face with eyes alluring and tempting.

"Nah," Elli shakes her head. "You just wanna go to try and avoid telling me. We've got beers here though?" Elli offers, getting up from the couch and going to the fridge.

Tom watches Elli with endearment and that's why he had Harrison come by. It wasn't anything unusual. Elli had a lot to drink, she threw up three times and she slept. Tom brought her to her room before he had to get ready for work and he left the note with the water and medication. It was normal but there was something tugging at the pit of his stomach telling him to stay home. But, he couldn't so he had to call Harrison. There isn't a reason, not really. Not one Tom can properly explain. It's as simple as he felt worried about Elli because he cares about her more than anything.

Elli comes back with two open beers, handing one to Tom as she takes a seat next to him. "So, spill your guts."

"I was just worried 'bout you." Tom admits, taking a drink from the bottle.

"You've been worried before, why's it a big deal now?" Elli questions.

"'S not." Tom shrugs. "You asked."

Tom avoids her eyes and it's weird. Tom doesn't hide anything from Elli. He's open and yet he can't seem to tell her why Harrison was over. It's unsettling and Elli hates it.

"Tom, is something wrong?" Elli asks, allowing concern to coat her words.

"What?" Tom shakes his head quickly. "No! Of course not."

"What's going on then? Why have Harrison bring the boxes by, it's just weird?"

Tom sighs and he finds an excuse that's not a complete lie. "You know I like to decorate but I was already havin' a shit day at work so I wanted Harrison to grab a few boxes for me so I wouldn't have to stop and I asked him to just make sure you were alright." Tom admits.

Elli eyes him but that sounds more like the Tom she knows, so she buys it. "I could have picked a few boxes today." Her voice is soothing.

"Yeah," Tom chuckles. "I didn't wanna bug you, 'case you were sleepin'. Knew you'd need the sleep."

Elli's chest floods with warmth and she really does adore how much Tom cares and worries. "Ya know, it's nice you worry so much about me." Elli whispers.

"Yeah?" Tom quirks a brow.

"Mhm." Elli smirks. "You don't have to though." The smirk falls into a gentle smile as she stares at Tom with adoring eyes.

"I know." Tom whispers back, his eyes glancing to her lips. "But I'm gonna. You do the same." Tom moves his hand to cup her face.

Elli leans into his touch, eyes fluttering closed. "It's because you sprained your wrist walking home a few ago."

Tom's hand drops as he stares at her with a straight face. Elli opens her eyes and immediately starts laughing.

"It's true!" She defends.

"That's just mean!" Tom pouts, arms crossing as he turns away.

"It's not mean, it's true. I believe, you whined like a baby and I had to take care of you." Elli sticks a finger up, reminding Tom of the day he begged her to make him a grilled cheese since he 'couldn't' .

Tom glances at her, trying his hardest to conceal the smile slowly coming to his face. "Sorry, don't quite recall that."

"Oh, I do." Elli comments, moving to sit on her knees and get closer to him. "Remember? You made a bad a joke about not being able to jerk yourself off."

"Fuck off!" Tom laughs through a groan, his head hitting the back of the couch.

"You're a righty." Elli's stomach twists in her fit of laughter.

Tom lifts his head, a dark look crossing his eyes. He quickly pulls Elli onto his lap, her straddling him. "Yeah? But it worked didn't it?" His thumbs brush under the hoodie Elli's wearing, rubbing the soft skin.

"Maybe I took pity on you." Elli quips, biting her lip.

"Oh?" Tom quirks a brow. "So, I'm a pity fuck?"

Elli stares at him, a devilish smirk across her face. Tom's brows raise, waiting for her to say whatever is crossing her mind. "Maybe."

"Dick." Tom scoffs, rolling his eyes.

"Hey," Elli maintains the smirk, slowly closing in and allowing her lips to brush over his. "I said maybe." Elli mutters before taking his bottom lip between her teeth, a quiet moan coming from Tom's throat.

His hands grip her waist tighten, grinding her into his hips as she releases his lip. "You really gonna tease me like that, Elli?" Tom looks at her with eyes drenched in lust, silently begging her not to tease him.

"You really did have a rough a day at work, huh?" Elli giggles before kissing his jaw.

"Mhm." Tom's eyes close, letting Elli make her way to his neck. "Alex is annoying." Tom mutters as Elli sucks on the sweet spot of his neck.

"Sounds fitting." Elli mumbles, moving back up Tom's neck, his eyes fluttering open as her lips hover over his.

"Hey." Tom's voice is already hoarse.

"Sh."Elli hushes him before pressing her lips to his is a sweet kiss, the taste of her lingering beer beer mixing with his on Tom's lips as she slides off of his lap and onto the floor.

Tom watches Elli's hands move to the buckle of his jeans, anticipation rising in the pit of his stomach. "What're you doin'?"

"Gonna make your day not so shitty." Elli winks up at him, undoing his button fully and unzipping his jeans.

"God," Tom groans as he helps pull his jeans and boxers down. "You're the best, ya know?"

"Oh, I know." Elli smirks, her hand wrapping around his hardened length and pumping him a few times.

She teases the tip of his cock with her thumb before moving her hand and licking the underside of his length. Tom's head goes back and Elli slowly starts taking him into her mouth. Tom swears under his breath as his hand goes to her hair once he's hitting the back of her throat. Her tongue twirls around him a few times before she starts bobbing up and down.

The site alone is one of the biggest turn-ons. Elli's hair is falling in front of her face, cheeks slightly sunken in, taking him fully. Tom can't help but buck his hips up to meet her movements. Elli moans around him, the vibrations sending chills down Tom's spine and a grunt to fall from his lips. Tom tugs Elli's hair in a messy ponytail, helping her along as he can feel his high approaching. His breathing becomes heavier, sweat starts to form on his forehead and his moans are becoming more erratic until he pulls Elli off of him.

"Wh-" Elli goes to question what made him pull her off when she's pulled to her feet and into Tom's lap, his lips catching hers in a heated kiss.

Elli hums against his lips before he turns her over, laying her flat on her back. Tom sits up, stripping his shirt and his pants and boxers the rest of the way off. Elli smirks at the site. She reaches her hand out, her short nails lightly tracing over Tom's abs making Tom laugh.

"It tickles!" Tom's eyes widen, his hands going to her side.

"But they're so nice." Elli bites her bottom lip, brows wiggling.

Tom shakes his head, his hands sliding further up her hoodie and under the wire of her bra. "So are these." Tom gives her a cheeky grin as his hands cup her breasts.

"Well, if you say so." Elli shrugs, pulling his hands out from under her shirt and sitting up, tugging her shirt over her head.

Tom doesn't let her lean back before wrapping his arm around her, his lips attaching to her neck and revisiting the mark he'd left a few days before. The open mouth kisses and small bites traveled down her collarbone to above her bra before Tom started pulling it down, releasing one of her breasts. His lips attached around the sensitive nipple and Elli let out a soft moan, almost immediately melting into Tom's touch.

Elli reaches between their bodies, palming Tom's cock, precum slick across the tip. Tom hums against her breasts before picking his head up. His eyes are dark and lust-filled, a gorgeous shade that Elli has fallen in love with during these heated moments. Tom captures her lips in a quick kiss before pushing her flat on the couch and tugging her sweatpants and lace underwear off.

A grin spreads across Tom's face as he sees how wet Elli already is. "You impatient, darlin'?"

"For you?" Elli almost mocks as Tom tilts his head. "Always." Elli wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him to her and her hands wrap around his neck.

Tom snickers but doesn't waste any time in letting his lips fall in sync with hers and lining himself up with her entrance. Elli's jaw goes slack as Tom pushes in, the warmth of the familiar coil is already building and all Elli can do is buck her hips, signaling Tom to start moving.

"You are impatient." Tom chuckles against her lips.

"I wouldn't be if you'd start moving." Elli retorts, her nails gracing over the skin of his back.

"Where's the fun in that?" Tom kisses her cheek.

"You're annoying." Elli mutters but the smile across her face contradicts her annoyed tone.

Tom pulls out and thrusts in, the annoyed expression turning into one of pleasure. "Annoying?" Tom pulls out and watches Elli's expression change once more.

"No." Elli takes her comment back, her legs trying to pull him back to her.

Tom thrusts in again, Elli moaning in response, eyes closing. "Good." Tom's voice is raspy before he starts pounding into her.

Tom's hands are on either side of Elli's head, veins protruding and muscles tight. His breath is heavy and warm against her skin, her breasts hitting his chest with every thrust. Each thrust is causing their moans to escalate, jaws going slack and sweaty foreheads pressed against each other.

Elli slides her hand between their bodies, finding her clit and circling it. Tom watches her movements and it's nearly enough to make him hit his high. His lips crash against hers, his tongue exploring her mouth as his thrusts become sloppy and Elli's hips roll against his.

"Tommy," Elli gasps out in a moan just before her orgasm hits. Her legs shake and she clenches around Tom, just enough to finally send him over the edge. He pulls out just in time to finish on her stomach, pumping himself of every last drop.

Tom gasps, his chest glistening with a sheer layer of sweat. "Thanks." Tom chuckles.

"Mhm." Elli hums, eyes closed. "Thank youuuu." Elli opens her eyes, a lopsided smile looking back at Tom.

"I'll be back to clean that up."

"Yes, please." Elli chimes, moving her arms behind her head.

Tom shakes his head at her and his heart is in his throat. There is nothing like Elli completely naked, staring up at him with his come on her stomach. He has half a mind to ask if he could take a picture but he knows better. Friends don't do that.

Tom grabs his clothes from the floor and makes his way to the bedroom, grabbing pajamas and heading to the bathroom. He changes and cleans up before grabbing a damp rag and towel for Elli. He makes his way back in and Elli is still laid out on the couch, only scrolling through her phone. Tom takes a seat on the floor and starts cleaning off her stomach.

"That's cold!" Elli hisses.

"Sorry." Tom laughs. "Thought it was warm enough."

"I can confirm that it's not." Elli's eyes are wide as goosebumps form against her skin.

"I'll make sure it's hot next time."

"Please!"

Tom's eyes roll as he finishes cleaning her off and he tosses her her clothes from the floor. Elli gets up and puts her clothes back on, her eyes traveling to the Christmas boxes which reminds her of the conversation she had with Harrison earlier. Tom is always in a good mood after sex so maybe now is the best time to tell him?

"Hey," Elli starts, tugging her hoodie over her head. "So, you're coming with me for Christmas dinner, right?"

"Yeah, why?" Tom quirks a brow at the seemingly random question.

"I...kind of told my family I was dating Harrison."

Oh.