![]() As a result, his instructor, Amar, started calling him "Four." Tobias accepted it so he could escape his past. During his initiation training, when he went through his fear landscape, it was discovered Tobias only had four fears, with the average being between ten and fifteen. During his aptitude tests he got an Abnegation result, but chose Dauntless as his faction at the Choosing Ceremony to escape his father. Tobias became a victim to his father's cruelty. Evelyn supposedly died when Tobias was young, leaving Tobias alone with Marcus. His father was said to have noticed his Divergence at a young age and became observant of him since then. If anything, we seem to be close to home.Tobias was born to Marcus and Evelyn Eaton in the Abnegation faction. When we got on the train, I assumed we were heading for the Dauntless compound, since Tobias has been taking me to each faction in turn for our Saturday dates, and that's the one I thought was next. It's warmer now, with the sun high overhead, so we strip our gloves and link our hands as we walk. We jump from the train together, running forward as our feet hit the ground to avoid losing our balance. My voice is little more than a breath as I answer. "Trust me," he all but growls, his eyes hanging on me like he very much wants to see through the coat I'm wearing, "I'm tempted to loop around the city again." He pushes himself to his feet, leaning close to my ear and whispering, "But maybe we can pick this up again later?" "I thought your mind wasn't on where we're going," I tease as I manage to drag myself from his lap back to a standing position. ![]() "Tris," he finally murmurs, pulling away with obvious reluctance. The rest of the world doesn't matter in the slightest – only this incredible give and take between us. My lips move to his, and he responds eagerly, and for a long moment, there's nothing except this. ![]() Another moan emerges, and he sits up straighter, his hands pressing harder. His hands press against the small of my back now, right over the new tattoo he hasn't seen yet, before they continue up my spine. "That's better," he murmurs, his lips sucking on the side of my neck. I don't even try to stop the moan that slips from my mouth.Ī low chuckle rumbles through his body. It all feels so good, and it reminds me of other train rides and a hundred other moments of the two of us close together. My pulse finds its way into my throat at the words, and at the feel of his breath on my skin and his body pressed against mine. His lips brush my ear as he whispers, " My mind is definitely on other things right now." " That's what you're thinking when you're in this position?" Leaning forward, he kisses me on the cheek, and then along my jaw. "Really?" His smile widens, though I can see the twitching at the corner that indicates he's trying to hide it. His breathing catches, and he sits up straighter, his hands on my back as he stares at me. I smile as I straddle his hips, facing him, the way I did so long ago – the first time we rode a train together after acknowledging that we liked each other. As best I can tell, Tobias is deliberately circling the city to keep me from guessing where we're going. That's definitely an invitation I'm willing to accept, particularly since we've been on this train for quite a while now. "Just giving you a seat," he comments, his lips turning up as he pats his lap. So, when Tobias slides down to a sitting position, I can't help arching an eyebrow in question. I'd forgotten how cold the train floor and walls feel during the winter. And as always, thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, and to my wonderful beta reader, Rosalie! I really appreciate your support. So, here is my posted-with-great-difficulty chapter. A/N: I'm sure this will come as a shock, but cats, keyboards, and full glasses of water don't mix well.
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