Page 39 of Stay Here Tonight
A torrent of emotions flooded Lydia. At first, she wasn’t sure she heard correctly.Maxine? Loves me? Is she sure? She lying to me? Am I hearing things?Then, once she was sure she knew what she heard, she fought to contain the giddiness swelling in her heart. “Really? That’s what’s got you twisted? So silly.”
Maxine shook her head in disbelief. “That’s the reaction I get? Boy, I shouldn’t have stayed up half this week deciding how I was going to tell you.”
“If you want, I could scream. I kinda want to.”
Lydia received a wink. “Save it for later. The screaming, that is.”
“You’re not going to ask if I love you too?”
“You said it the other night. In bed. What? You don’t remember?”
Lydia sat back. “No!”
“Yes, yes, you were tangled up with me and cried‘I love you!’like it was something you said every night. So, thought I better have a think regarding my own feelings toward you. Here we are. Now I see I was silly for thinking that deeply into it. You only said it during the throes of passion. Sigh.”
“I… you’re joking, right? I totally didn’t say it!”
“You did. I was there. I heard it.”
“Why didn’t you say anything back?”
“Because my tongue was busy.”
“Busy!”
“Yes, in your pussy. I get it. That’s why you love me. No other reason. Just my skills as a cunning linguist.”
Lydia leaped out of her seat and rounded the table. Maxine remained nonplussed, the sunlight streaming through the open balcony and highlighting the happy brown in her hair. How could she resist sitting in that inviting lap and wrapping her arms around Maxine’s strong shoulders? “I love you for a lot of other reasons. Like your money.”
“ThankGod,finally, a woman who is honest with me.”
Lydia blew some warm air against Maxine’s ear, creating a series of tingles that traveled through her as well. “I can give you a few other truths, too. Like how I loveyou.”
“Do you?”
How about a kiss on the lips? One sobering enough to make the waiter blush when he approached later?
“Hell yeah I do, baby.”
Maxine dipped her girlfriend over her lap and gave her a heartier kiss. “Two months. How does it feel?”
“Feels like I could do two more if you keep kissing me like this?”
“Only two more?”
“Over and over again?”
Maxine lifted her up again. “Deal. Before you know it, a year has gone by.”
When that year eventually did go by, Lydia realized it was the fastest year of her life. A whirlwind of the kind of “going steady” both she and Maxine craved the most.
(The fact Lydia always spent the night – and sometimes the whole weekend – made everything as sweet as the honey-dripped love she felt every time Maxine came into view. The feeling was undeniably mutual.)
The End
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