It was reassuring hearing that Emma was comfortable enough with Lizzie taking Sam around. Somehow, it made it all the more real that one day this could be her family too. When Sam came around to hug her, she hugged her back, a smile on her face. Reassuring Sam that she knew she wouldnât do anything to get either of them in trouble. Nodding her head along as Emma spoke. Though she doubted thereâd ever come a time when sheâd deny the girl a trip to Disney, but still, playing along for now seemed to help their case.
Once they were out of the room, she couldnât help but let out a small laugh. Picking up her coffee as Tom spoke. âSo it is.â She teased, setting her cup down just in time for Tom to move her onto his lap. He wasnât wrong though, with him watching Sam alone for the next week or so it was going to be a bit harder to sneak in minutes like this. Her arms wound their way around his neck as she kissed him and she smiled at his words. âSamâs a sweet kid.â She moved her gaze, meeting his eyes. âAnd youâre going to need help so itâs the least I can do.âÂ
âMaybe her tablet will keep her busy.â Tom cracked a teasing grin, smoothing his hand over her thigh. He really did love having his niece around, as much as he loved Lizzie, but he knew he had more time with her as soon as Sam left. Tom was lucky if he got to see her more than once a year, and she only grew more and more each time. In times like these, he wished acting wasnât such a demanding career. If he ever had kids of his own, he knew he would cut his schedule down by half. He wasnât going to miss special occasions or months of experiencing them young just for a role. âSheâs a good girl.â Tomâs fingers traced circles along Lizzieâs side, enjoying the quiet moment. His brow quirked, lips parting as if she offended him. âAre you suggesting that I canât handle my niece?â
Soon before long, Sam ran back into the kitchen, Emma rolling her suitcase beside her. Sam begged Lizzie to watch Disney movies with her in the living room to prep for Disney, before Tom suggested everyone move into the living room to the comfort of his couches until Emma had to be off anyway. Tom asked Lizzie to stay back with Sam and finish the movie they picked, saying the airport was boring and he would be back in less than an hour anyway, knowing full well he would be submerged in tears on the drive home and did not want either of them seeing that. Not that he was ashamed of being a human being with feelings but because he knew everyone openly worried about the toll being practically cut off from family took on him. He made sure he was never fully alone, trying to meet with friends a few times a week but having a relationship with Lizzie, who was just as in love with him, made a worldâs difference.
As soon as he returned home, he kissed Lizzie and scooped his niece up to sit next to Lizzie, play-forcing Sam into a cradle, kissing her cheek and calling her his little baby niece. His fingers tickled her stomach and sides until she was scream-laughing in tears. Tom covered her mouth as his eardrums began to pop, still laughing as he called her a big mouth and moved the tickles down to her bare feet, earning hard kicks in his direction. He shifted his body to shield Lizzie after his hand was too slow to catch Samâs foot kicking into Lizzieâs leg. âDonât kick Lizzie or sheâs going to get you back.â He finally relented, only when Sam fell with a thud to the floor from thrashing about, called him Uncle Monster and said she had to use the bathroom. Tom shifted himself back to rest his head on Lizzieâs lap, his emotions making him exhausted, fingers tangling into the fabric of her shirt. âI think Iâm going to need you more when she leaves than I will when sheâs here.â He turned his head to kiss her stomach, reaching for one of her hands to hold. âI donât know how to tell you how much you mean to me and how much I need you, Elizabeth, but I really felt it driving back.â He pressed gentle kisses along her knuckles, sighing deeply.