Tom and the coach (NTR path)

Author's note: Going to hit the NTR path (not to worry, this is about MC taking other men's women. Sarah/Amber doesn't really count in this one)

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Tom made his way to the booth after picking up his Americano, feeling a bit out of place grabbing coffee so early in the morning outside of home or the office (a carry-over from his prior wish-life) but he just sighed and made the best of it. Partly, though, he was still pondering the effects of the coin and how it could impact his life in such a direct way yet basically no changes were done to him, only to Sarah/Amorina, but his life had changed due to her changes. Is that how the coin worked? And if it really was limited to working on the one he loved, who was currently getting ready for high school oblivious to the changes being done, how did that work if they stayed in this life? He couldn't love Amorina the same way that he loved Sarah. But if Sarah was currently Amorina and the coin was in his possession, did that mean it was able to impact someone else if he fell in love the same way as he did with Sarah?

Fuck me, I'm thinking too much again, he sighed and looked at the half-empty cup in front of him. "Need more coffee..."

After getting a refill, he spotted her at the front, pausing to look around, before she spotted him waving to her and as she approached, Tom wondered in part what on earth did a high school cheerleading coach do during the school day, but his mind was otherwise distracted by the (lack of) clothes she was wearing for such an early morning meeting with a parent of her team captain.

"Morning, Tom! Sorry, I had to quickly get ready and forgot what time it was!"

Tom got up from his seat to give her a hug, enjoying the smell of her perfume, and then motioned for her to sit down across from him. "Didn't know what you wanted, I can order it for you." After she gave her order, he looked back at her. "Anyway, thanks for meeting me here. Figured it was close to the school and so it would be easy to meet with you."

She laughed. "Bet you were about to call me Mrs. Norman, huh?"

Tom picked up on the "Mrs" part but said nothing. "Figured it was appropriate in front of the kids, can't exactly be calling you Shantelle, wouldn't be right."

She placed a hand over his and stroked it warmly. "Between us, you don't have to be so proper, Tom. Besides, after all that you've done for me and Racquel, I can't exactly just treat you like some other parent."