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I waved to her and left the apartment with Thomas.
“Flowers for my grandmother?” I commented as I put on my seatbelt when I was already in his car.
“Doesn't she deserve it?”
“Of course, he deserves it, but...”
I stopped talking when he reached out and pulled an even bigger bouquet from the back seat than the one he gave to my grandma.
“Wow...”
“You deserve it too.”
“Thank you, Thomas!” I sniffed the roses, filling my nostrils with the scent. “They're beautiful.”
“No more than you.”
“I didn't know you were so gallant.”
“You still have some secrets about me that you'll discover little by little.”
“Oh, I want to know.”
“Here...” He leaned over me and grabbed my thigh, bringing his mouth to mine.
“Tho...” His tongue plunged into my mouth, and I couldn't say anything else; I just returned the kiss.
My fingers tangled in his hair, and I pulled harder, making the contact between our mouths even more intense. The desire that came over me while we were together was almost uncontrollable. I had to agree with Holly; Thomas was quite a man. Just thinking about him made my legs wobble.
He tried to pull me onto his lap, but before we did something inappropriate for children at the door of his building, I stopped him.
“Hold on.” I pushed his chest, grabbing the collar of his shirt. At the same time that a little rationality led me to push him away, my desire was to pull him back.
“Helena...” she muttered softly.
“We can't do that here.”
“I know.” He pulled himself together, and we settled into our seats.
“Where are the girls?” I put the bouquet on my lap and fixed my hair, which he had pulled.
“They've already gone to my parents' house.”
“Ah...” I tensed up again.
“Don't worry about it.” He stroked my hand affectionately.
“Sounds easy to say.”
“They have no reason not to like you. I haven't taken a woman home since Daphne died. They know that if I'm introducing you, it's because you're important to me.”
I nodded. I should be worrying for nothing; there was no reason to be tense, but at the same time, I was getting more and more involved with that man every day, and the possibility of it all coming to an end at once frightened me.
For a long time, I had no man; no one else was a priority in my life apart from my grandmother. But being with Thomas and thinking about my relationship with the twins had changed all my perspectives. I wanted that man and the whole family.
It was crazy to think that I was agreeing to become the mother of two four-year-old twins, but I got excited about the possibility every day. Those little ones and I could do a lot of good for each other.
Thomas drove to the outskirts of the city, and we soon left the tall buildings to see fences and mansions. It was a quieter, more secluded area, far from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis. We passed through an electronic gate, and he parked the car in a space next to several other luxury vehicles. He had more cars than anyone needed, and I knew that his family was large enough for each vehicle to correspond to a member.