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Story: Sparks Like Ours

“Well…in that case.” Elle’s phone rang, interrupting them. Sheheld up one reluctant finger, because this conversation was on its way tosomewhere really good. Her temperature had already risen multiple degrees andher body tingled wonderfully. Cleanup from the barbecue could definitely waituntil other matters were attended to.

She found her phone by the couch, clicked over to the call, andtook a seat. “Hey, Isabel. You guys forget something?” Gia was hot on herheels, not ready to pause what they had going.

“Not at all,” Isabel said. “I guess I’m just feeling a littleglowy for you two, and I also realized that I forgot to thank you for having usover. Today was fun. You’re a cool chick.” Gia knelt in front of her. Ellepassed her a questioning look.

“You’re so sweet to call,” Elle said. “You didn’t have to do that.We had fun with you guys, too.”

“Oh! And Taylor wanted me to thank you on her behalf as well.” Giaran her hands up the back of Elle’s calves and pulled her forward to the edgeof the couch. Elle sucked in a breath, holding Gia’s heated gaze.

“Please tell Taylor she’s very welcome. The cake she made wasamazing.” Her eyes fluttered as her pants were unbuttoned, her zipper lowered.In a quick motion, Gia slid her jeans right off her body. Elle’s eyes wentwide.

“Don’t tell her I told you this, but the cake was from a box. Sheexcels at finding the best boxes, though, and now she’s poking me in the armfor telling her secrets. I’m fucked.”

Elle shivered at the use of the word coupled with Gia’s handsliding slowly between her legs. When that hand applied pressure to the squareof fabric, she bit her lip hard. “Boxes can be just as good,” Elle said evenly.“Who doesn’t, uh, love a boxed dessert?”

“Right? She’s a whiz of innovation,” Isabel said, just as thefabric square was moved to the side. With just a touch of her tongue, Elledropped her head back. Gia groaned quietly.

“Thanks so much for calling, Iz. I’m sure I’ll be…seeing yousoon.”

“No doubt. Take care, Elle. Oh! I forgot to tell you. We’d loveyou both to drop by set sometime. I know you’re a fan of the show, and it mightbe fun to see the shooting of a scene or two.”

Elle dug her fingers into the couch as Gia worked her magic andthe pressure built steadily.

“We wouldn’t miss it.”

Moments from orgasm, Gia took the phone. “Hey, Iz. I gotta stealElle for a second. Household matter. We’ll talk later.” She clicked off thecall and tossed the phone behind her onto the carpet. “Where was I?” she asked,moving in for more.

Ten seconds later, Elle knew exactly where she was: enjoying theblissful payout from just one of the many sexy moments that came with lifealongside Gia, whose name she repeated as she savored the wash of pleasure.

Elle never knew such happiness was possible for her. Looking backon her life just one year ago was startling, almost unrecognizable. Her mundaneexistence had shifted dramatically to a full and rich life alongside one of thekindest and most beautiful people she’d ever known.

She looked forward to waking up each day, seeing what the worldhad in store. For the first time…she felt alive.

“What about a little surfing at dusk?” Gia asked. “Would you be upfor that?”

“Yes, Four,” Elle said with a sated smile. “I would love to surfwith you tonight. And after that, I have a few plans of my own for you.”

Gia blinked back at her. They shared a lingering kiss as, throughthe window behind them, the sun descended slowly to the water.

“This has been a really good day,” Gia murmured.

Elle smiled against her mouth. “I have a feeling we can top it.”