Sweet and Innocent

It was almost like a dream. There he was, standing in front of her; the same man who's likeness occupied quite a bit of space on her walls. And he was walking directly towards her.

"Hello," He held out his hand and offered her a charming smile. "I'm Tom."

"I know who you are." She said shyly, shaking his hand and for a moment quietly marveling at it's size. "I'm Jessica."

He chuckled quietly, "I know who you are, too. I've heard great things."

Their conversation ended there. A friend pulled her away to gush over their meeting while Tom continued down the line of people around them. Even though he'd busied himself with meeting the others, Tom's eyes strayed occasionally to look at her face and smile. Blushing each time their eyes made contact, she waited for him to approach her.

"I think we should talk somewhere privately." A voice spoke behind her much later. She jumped, startled for a moment, but when she noticed it was him she smiled.

"Private?"

"Just to talk." Tom assured Jessica with a smile. "Maybe we could take a walk somewhere?"