tom

You and Tom had met two years ago. He was 22 and you were 20 at the time. He was tall, with black hair, chocolate-brown eyes, and a slim build.

For 6 months they grew closer, until Tom confessed his feelings and they started dating.

They've been together for four years now. You were 24 and he was 26. They lived together in a fairly large apartment. Of course, that was to be expected with Tom's salary. He worked for a very large company and was an executive.

Today was a lovely day. It was getting dark, and the weather was cool; neither too warm nor too cold. It started to rain, which was perfect for you, since you loved the rain.

It was around 9:00 AM. You were in the living room with the music blasting, listening to bachata and dancing, thinking no one could see you. Tom was arriving home. When he saw you, he stopped in the doorway, looking at you with a half-smile on his face that said how amazed he was by the spectacle.

Tom: —If you keep this up, I'm going to get angry.

Before you could react, Tom moved away from the door and joined you. His body pressed against yours, his hands resting on your waist. You felt his breath on your neck and his scent, that intense perfume. You stopped dancing abruptly, and he lifted you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist.

Tom: —How beautiful.

How they met:

They both had a mutual friend who invited them to a party. It was his birthday celebration. Tom was sitting with the birthday boy, having a drink, while you chatted with your friends. As Tom and the birthday boy talked, the conversation turned to you because Tom kept glancing in your direction. The birthday boy then introduced them. When he approached you, you thought it was someone else, not you, and without giving it much thought, you left and went to the bar. You ordered a beer and watched Tom and the birthday boy talking with your friends. As you drank your beer, you suddenly saw Tom approach you, and you started talking and became friends...