Celtic Magic (7 page)

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Once she made it back into her apartment,
she ram some hot water into her tub; she added in some bubbles and
slid into the hot water. The water felt so good on her body that
she instantly relaxed, laying there limply in the tub, not wanting
to move even a single toe.

Finally after a few minutes, she decided to
give Tom a call. She grabbed her phone and punched his number in
and smiled when he answered after just two rings.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hey Tom, it’s me Abby.”

“Hey sweetie, what are you doing? You are
usually in bed by now aren’t you?”

She smiled; in so short a time he had
already gotten used to her schedule.

“Yeah, usually. But, tonight I went over and
had dinner at Jasmine’s apartment, and she gave me the rest of the
week off as a sort of vacation for doing so well.”

Tom whooped over the phone, making her
laugh, “Does this mean that I get to spend the entire week with my
girl?” he asked her.

“Yep, I’m all yours until Monday. I was
thinking though that you could go shopping with me tomorrow, help
me pick out a dress for this weekend. You know more than anyone
what is appropriate at one of these shindigs.”

“Sure babe, I would love to watch you change
into different dresses. Maybe you want to shop for some lingerie
too?” he asked with a hopeful sound to his voice.

She laughed, “In your dreams. Well, how
about you pick me up around noon?”

“How about I pick you up at nine, we can
have breakfast and make a day of it, then if you want to, you could
try out my ridiculously large bed again? No funny business, I
promise” He quickly added.

Her heart pounded, she felt so excited that
he wanted to spend so much time with her.

“That sounds like a great plan to me. I’ll
see you in the morning.”

He whooped again, “Great, see you in the
morning, can’t wait” he said as he hung up the phone.

Abby put her phone back on the side of the
tub and dipped her head under the water, muffling her excited
screams over spending an entire day with Tom.

Chapter
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2

The doorbell rang at exactly nine the next
morning. She should have known it would, Tom was always on time.
She opened the door and smiled at him, while she locked the door
behind her.

“You look cute today” he said to her.

She looked down at her clothes; she was in
full shopping mode, with her hair in a ponytail, jeans, an old
shirt, and tennis shoes. She was anything but cute.

“If you say so, I am in shopping mode and
went for comfort.”

He leaned down and kissed her, “I think you
look cute no matter what.”

She blushed as she slid into his car, ready
to hit the stores.

“Where are we going exactly?” she asked
Tom.

“The Galleria Mall, they have a few stores
there with some good choices for this weekend.”

Abby nodded, “So, is this so formal that I
will need like a prom type dress?”

Tom laughed, “No, more like a cocktail
dress, something sexy but still sophisticated.”

Abby shrugged her shoulders, “I will just
trust you on that one” she told him.

When they pulled up to the mall, she noticed
that he parked right next to Saks Fifth Avenue and she nearly
choked on the water she was drinking. This was not a store that she
would be able to afford.

“Um, Tom?” she said quietly.

He looked over at her as he turned off the
car, “I can’t afford a pair of panties at this store, much less a
dress.”

He laughed, “Don’t worry about it, my family
has an account here that we can charge it to. Besides, you never
would have had to buy a dress in the first place if my father
wasn’t such a snob, so I can’t let you buy it yourself, it just
wouldn’t feel right.”

“Okay, but weren’t we supposed to go and eat
first?” she asked him, feeling her stomach give a little growl at
the thought of waiting.

“Oh, I’m sorry I forgot all about eating. I
can’t take my mind of seeing you in some hot dresses I guess. Do
you think you can wait until after, or are you too hungry?” he
asked her.

She shrugged her shoulders, “I can wait I
guess” she answered, stopping as he opened the door to the store
for her.

Abby felt as though she was in shock as they
walked into the store, and found the section that had the cocktail
dresses. Immediately a sales person came up to them.

“Hello, can I help you find something
today?” she asked us, in an almost annoyingly perky voice.

“Yes, I am Tom Murphy and I need a cocktail
dress for my girl friend, Abby, we are having a dinner party to
make our relationship official with my parents” he told the
woman.

Abby nearly choked again on the word girl
friend coming out of his mouth. They had never discussed being
exclusive, but she found that she did like the sound of it. Abby
watched as the woman’s face lit up, and swore she could practically
see dollar signs in her eyes.

“Mr. Murphy, it is an honor to have you in
my section” She said to Tom, and then turned to look at Abby.

“What size are you dear?” she asked her.

Abby blushed, “I am a size eight in most
clothes” she answered her shyly.

Tom hugged her around the shoulders as they
walked into a dressing room and the lady opened up the first door
in, which was marked with VIP. This was becoming a trend, but she
was enjoying getting the VIP treatment everywhere they went.

“Just go on inside, lock the door and get
undressed. I will hand over three dresses at a time until we find
the one that is just right, okay?” she asked her.

Abby nodded and walked into the room and
shut the door behind her and turned around. She nearly gasped at
how large it was, and how nicely decorated it was, she had never
seen a changing room that looked anything like this before. She
took off her clothes and hung them on the hook that was marked,
Customer Clothes, and sat in the big plush chair and waited for the
first set of dresses.

Once the dresses started coming, she would
put them on and walk out to the main area and model them for the
saleswoman and Tom, who shook his head on nearly all of them.
Finally after the twelfth dress, she felt like she had a winner.
She looked at herself in the mirror before she walked out to show
Tom.

The dress was black and hugged every curve
she had in just the right way to make her look very voluptuous. The
top of it was like a halter that wrapped around her neck. It had
sparkly beads that covered the entire top, with a small peek-a-boo
hole that showed a classy amount of cleavage.

It looked as though it was made for her, and
as she walked out of the dressing room, she could tell from Tom’s
face, that she was right.

“That one is perfect, you look so hot. Do
you love it?” he asked her.

She nodded, her face beaming as she looked
into the three way mirror in the main room. Tom looked over at the
saleswoman.

“
Wrap it up, along with
the other things we spoke about” he said. The woman nodded and
rushed out of the room, Abby looked over at Tom.

“How are they going to wrap it up if I’m
still in it?” she asked him.

He laughed, “That is just a sample that they
use to let people try on. You will get one that nobody has ever
worn yet. Now go and change back into your regular clothes. I’m
starving, let’s go and get something to eat.”

She started to walk back into the room, but
turned around and asked him, “What other stuff were you talking
about?”

Tom shook his head, “Nope that is a
surprise, just go and change so we can get out of here will you?”
he said as he winked.

She laughed and went back into the dressing
room, curious as to what else he had up his sleeve.

***

When they got back to Tom’s apartment, he
finally let her open the bags that he had snuck into his car while
she was getting dressed back into her regular clothes at the store.
She opened up the largest box first, and it was the dress that she
had tried on, only brand new and never touched.

“Can I hang this in your closet?” she asked,
figuring she would just get ready at his house before the party at
his father’s hotel.

He nodded and she walked over to his closet
and hung it up, and when she turned around he was standing behind
her with another, smaller box. She took it into her hand and as she
opened it she saw a white drawstring bad with Jimmy Choo printed
very large on the outside of it. Her heart started pounding as she
opened the bag and saw the most beautiful pair of shoes she had
ever laid her eyes on. They were silver and strappy, with
rhinestones all over them, making them sparkle in the light. The
heel on them was at least four inches, if not more, and as she sat
on Tom’s bed, he lifted her foot, took off her old worn tennis
shoes and slid them onto her feet.

They were a perfect fit and for a second,
she felt as though she was Cinderella and she had just found her
prince. She shook her head, making her brain come out of her
daydream and looked back up at Tom, nearly speechless.

“This is too much, you really shouldn’t have
gotten all of this for me, I don’t deserve it” She said in a
gasp.

Tom shook his head and rubbed his hands over
her leg, “None of these things are nearly as beautiful as you are,
and you deserve the world, don’t you ever forget that. Besides,
what is the point of having all of this money, if I can’t spoil my
girl friend once in a while?” he said to her saying the G word
again.

She grabbed him around his neck and started
to kiss him, putting all of the passion and happiness she had in
her at that moment into the kiss. He pulled her up and stood her up
laughing.

“Hold on, not that I don’t appreciate that,
but there is more.”

Abby’s mouth dropped open, “How can there be
more? You have already done too much.”

Tom shook his head and pointed to two more
boxes, both smaller than the others.

“I don’t want you to freak out, but that
dress and those shoes are great, but you can’t go to a party like
this one without all of the accessories. So before you even open
the boxes, I will tell you that they contain jewelry, and a purse.
I hope that’s okay.”

Abby stood in shock, thinking that this was
way too much for her, she was used to simple living with clothes
from Ross, not brand new name brand stuff like this. She sat back
down onto the bed.

“Listen Tom, this really is too much. I’ll
tell you what, since this whole dinner thing is much fancier than
anything I own, I will wear all of this stuff to meet your dad, but
after that, you really have to take it back. I just can’t accept
expensive gifts like this, I wouldn’t feel right.”

Tom sat next to her and put his arms around
her, “Okay, how about we just agree to have you wear it for the
dinner party, and we will figure out what to do with all of it
after that. Is that good for now?” he asked her, looking
hopeful.

She nodded as she reached down and took the
shoe off, “Okay, but I want you to keep all of this stuff over here
until the party. In the meantime, you never did feed me breakfast,
so how about we cook something together, do you have food here?”
she asked him.

He blushed and shook his head, “No, I
usually grab something at the hotel when I work, or order in when
I’m here, sorry.”

She smiled, “That’s okay, how about we go to
the grocery store and pick up a few things. I make a mean BLT
sandwich.”

Tom laughed, “Sounds good to me, let’s
go.”

Abby grabbed her purse as they headed out
the door, ready to spend the rest of the day together just
relaxing.

Chapter 13

Later that night as they lay in his massive
bed, they started to tell each other about their hopes and dreams
for the future and for a split second Abby considered telling him
all about her mother and the things that she had recently learned
about her destiny, but didn’t know if it was something she was
supposed to share.

She was also worried that he would think she
was crazy and have her locked into a mental facility, or dump her.
Either way, she decided she wasn’t ready to tell him the truth
about herself and encouraged him to talk more about himself.

She watched as his eyes shut and he started
to breathe heavier, and she knew that he was asleep. She watched as
his eyelids fluttered and wondered what he was dreaming about. Just
as the thought crossed her mind she saw a mental flash of a field
of flowers, which surprised her enough to make her entire body
twitch and her heart started beating against her chest so loudly,
she was sure it would wake him up. She held her breathe for a few
seconds, but once she saw that he was still asleep, she let it
out.

She had a feeling deep down inside of her
that she could see into his mind, so she followed her instincts and
put her hands on either side of his face and closed her eyes,
thinking of Tom, and wanting to see his dream. Suddenly it was like
she was looking into a television set, but instead of actors she
saw herself lying on a blanket in the middle of a field of daises
with Tom lying next to her, and it appeared they were talking. She
tried to focus in on the sounds, but no matter how hard she tried,
she could not hear what they were saying, she could only see that
it was a very serious conversation.

Suddenly Tom leaned over and kissed the Abby
that was lying on the blanket and she watched as they started to
become more and more intimate. She watched as he undressed her, and
it was odd watching herself becoming naked, especially when she
couldn’t feel or hear anything that was happening.

She started to feel a familiar tingle
between her legs as she watched herself and Tom start to position
themselves as though they were about to have sex, and feeling
suddenly ashamed and like she was peeping into someone’s window,
she pulled back out of the dream and opened her eyes. She looked at
Tom, knowing that in his dream he was having sex with her right
now, wondering if he had this dream about her often.