#i think every character in every show should be a woman forever /lh

[scourgefrontiers]

[me seeing all the notes on the vlad doodles] what if vlad was a woman. what then

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

Telling Thomas

**** This is Part Two of Two, Part One can be found here.

Masterlists: [Hollywood U] || [Red Carpet Diaries]  || [Baby Hunt]  || [Love & Scotch HWU/OH ]  ||  [#HollywoodHacks HWU/LH]

Characters: Alex (MC), Thomas Hunt, Chazz

Setting: The day after the secret party for The Duchess in RCD book 2, Alex is nervous about telling Thomas that she wants more than just last night’s hook up.

Rating: PG

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“Alex, I trust you but, are you sure you need to do all of this?” Chazz asked, after hearing Alex’s elaborate plan. “Wouldn’t it be easier to go back to his house and just talk to him? Sure, Thomas is a bit ... particular about things, but–”

“I need to know if he feels the same way, I do,” Alex interrupted. “Can you see Thomas Hunt being emotive in a normal conversation?”

“No, you’re probably right,” Chazz replied. He smiled at her determination and commitment. He could tell she really cared about him.

“What’s that for?” Alex questioned.

“Nothing... Just, I hope it works out for you!” Chazz kissed Alex’s cheek. “I’ve got to go. I’ll drop your letter off for you.”

“Thanks, Chazz.” She read the note once more before giving it to him.

Meet at the Old LA Zoo at 10. -A 

P.S. I’ll understand if you choose differently

Later that evening...

Thomas walked around the entrance of the Old LA Zoo at Griffith Park. “As an illustrious woman once said, ‘You're the one who told me to be here...come out where I can see you!’"

Alex smiled, walking toward the fence that separated the park from the zoo. “You came.”

“You left,” Thomas noted with an unreadable expression on his face. He walked closer toward her until they were standing mere inches apart, separated only by the fence. 

“I know,” she whispered, looking away from him momentarily.

“What am I doing here, Alex?” 

“Do you want to come in?” Alex asked though she didn’t wait for his answer before walking further down the fence line. He followed as she pushed the fence out, creating an opening for him to sneak through. “Crash told Chazz about this... Chazz told me.”

“Come with me,” Alex suggested. Thomas’s face remained unchanged. This is why she needed this plan. She hoped it would keep Thomas busy focusing on the details long enough to let his guard down. Show her some sign that she wasn’t crazy for risking everything for him.

She guided him through the zoo and sat on a picnic bench outside the carousel building. A few lights nearby were turned on. Thomas looked around hesitantly. “Don’t worry about the lights, we’re alone. No cameras either. Crash said he would take care of it.”

He nodded, keeping his eyes fixed on her.

Alex looked away. “I know you like quiet places that are away from the busyness of the city. And, you told me you liked the night because it had more character... and that it was dangerous.” She looked back at him, his eyes still trained on her. 

“I’m not blind, Alex. The note, the secluded location, the mystery,” he started, his brow quirking up. “I know what they mean to me, to us. What I don’t know is why?”

She continued, not answering his question, “When you first told me about The Last Duchess...You said that it was dangerous for Francis because every decision she made could change her fate forever. I feel like that’s where I am right now.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but Alex continued, “Just let me finish, I promise I have a point. ” He nodded giving her some space.

“Last night, I... I don’t do that. That’s not me. I’ve never done anything like that before, with anyone since I got here. You’re dangerous for me, Thomas.”

"I understand,” he said reluctantly. “I let my baser desires overwhelm my better judgment. I regret that you feel this way. I promise I won’t let it happen again.”

“Thomas, you don’t get it,” she sighed, overwhelmed by her flooding emotions. “I don’t regret it. It was... you were..." she bit her lower lip, reminding herself again that she had a point to make. “When I came out here, I was focused on only one thing–my career. Then, after the success of Tender Nothings, things picked up so quickly. I thought maybe I could make meaningful connections, but then I was forced in a fake relationship with Chadley... Then, Victor.” Thomas reached across the table and put his hands on top of hers. His touch was electric causing her skin to prickle under it.

“You supported me and took a chance on me when no one else would. You believed in me. I didn’t expect last night to happen. I don’t regret it, but I fear what you must think of me now. I want you, Thomas but, I want all of you. Not just your body.” Alex let her hand caress Thomas’ fingers then let them dance up his forearm. “I want to know you, all of you, your mind, your soul, your...heart. You're my danger, Thomas. You’re different and that scares me, because I don’t know what will happen, but I don’t care. You’re worth the risk. I want to go to dinner with you. I want to call you when I have a good day or a bad day. I want to drink coffee with you at some hole in the wall bistro that feels like a place out of time. I want to explore all of the secret speakeasies this town has to offer. I want more than just last night. I want to get to know you and be with you–every part of you. I can’t breathe when you’re around and obviously, I can’t speak either....”

“Okay, I’m done,” she pulled her hand back. “That’s all I had to say.”

"Can I talk now,” Thomas questioned, his face unchanged. she nodded. “I will be succinct, as I believe you used enough words for the both of us. Why do all of this?”

“You confound me, Thomas,” Alex admitted. “I hoped that if I played your game, you’d be easier to read. But, I look at you and I don’t know what you are thinking. You are a mystery that I desperately want to unravel.”

“Alex, do you have any idea how intoxicating you are to me?” Thomas smiled. “I know I’m not the most expressive or amorous man. I can’t imagine why you would go through all of this for me. I never let myself hope that you could feel like this. Nonetheless, I want you, as well. I don’t know how to express how happy you make me.”

“Are you sure?” Alex asked, her eyes filled with hope for the first time all day. 

Thomas nodded, “Frankly I’ve never been more certain about anything. How can I allay your fears?”

 “A kiss might help.” She shrugged playfully. 

Thomas walked around to the other side of the picnic table and pulled Alex to her feet. His arms wrapped around her waist guiding her into him. His lips hovered over hers momentarily savoring her quickened breathing before softly landing on hers. Her arms snaked around his neck as she leaned deeper into him. He tasted sweet, like blackberry and caramel. She couldn’t get enough of him. Her hands wandered his back and chest.

After a few moments, Thomas broke away. “Maybe we should...”

“... slow down,” Alex laughed.

“Precisely,” he kissed her forehead and held her in his arms.

“You taste like Port,” she whispered into his ear as her head rested on his shoulder.

“Undoubtedly,” Thomas smiled. “It’s Tuesday.”

"How could I forget!” Alex grinned. She ran her hand down his arm, relishing how he trembled at her touch. She entwined her fingers in his and led him out of the park.

“Can I take you home,” Thomas offered.

Alex nodded.

When their car arrived, Alex snuggled into Thomas’s arms in the back seat. He held her close, breathing in the wooded scent of the park mixed with her vanilla shampoo. It was the sweetest scent in the world and now it was his. He smiled, unsure of what the future would hold...their future.

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