by K M Leach
Lucy was trying to make it easier for her as her hopes and fantasies that had dwelled within her for so long, became an actual possibility of reality and she felt like she may pass out or throw up. But she nodded. Lucy had just told her that she wanted and loved her and it wrapped around her like a warm, fluffy blanket. She wanted Lucy to just see in her eyes how much she ardently loved and adored her.
"When you talked about burying things deep inside and it's eating away at you from the inside, where you talking about burying certain feelings that you have for me?"
"Yes," Bonnie whispered.
Lucy ran her hands up and down Bonnie's sides. "Were you happy when things ended between Nadine and I?"
"No," was Bonnie's response.
Lucy frowned, "Why, no?"
"That's not a yes or no question, Lucy," Bonnie responded with a soft smile which caused the blonde to growl at her in frustration. "Are you enjoying this right now?"
"Yes," the brunette answered with another wider smile.
Lucy undid the cord that held Bonnie's robe together and pulled the kimono apart to reveal the singlet and boy shorts beneath it. Her eyes lingered on the wet patch on Bonnie's underwear before coming up to meet the brunette's gaze once more.
"You weren't happy because you just wanted me to be happy, even if it was with someone else?"
"Yes." Bonnie's voice cracked with that answer and the blonde saw how hard that must have been sitting by while Lucy had cried and mourned who she thought was her true love.
But what Lucy was feeling now made her see that her love for this woman overshadowed anything that she had experienced with Nadine. Whether it was because Bonnie was so open with her affection, even when she hid the fact that she had been in love with her for a long time. Lucy had always been the one to give the most in her relationship with Nadine, there were always so many other priorities in Nadine's life that it had sometimes felt like she was the only one in their relationship. She realised now that she had leaned on Bonnie often to receive the emotional support that had been lacking at home with Nadine. "Oh, Bonnie. Why didn't you ever tell me?"
For the first time Bonnie answered even though it wasn't a yes or no question. She was going mad as Lucy, without consciously knowing it, as she got lost in her head with thoughts of how they had gotten here, was running her hands all over her body. "You were happy. I didn't want to destroy that just because I wanted to be the one to make you happy every day. You told me often enough that you saw yourself getting old with Nadine and I believed you because you believed it. I just hated that she couldn't see you the way I saw you. I hated the way she treated you and thought of you second or even third at times behind her career and her own selfish needs."
"But all the boyfriends?" Lucy asked as she pulled Bonnie closer to her, pulling the robe off as she went and tossing it aside.
"Physical distractions. I didn't care about them. I got what I needed emotionally from you."
Lucy's hands ran up the brunette's arms to cup Bonnie's face. "I love you. I don't just want you because you are a stunning woman, Bonnie. I want more too. I love all of you. I see you, all of you. I am so sorry that it took me so long to see it. I am sorry that you had to suffer and stuff your feelings for me so deeply away. Can you please say it now? I really need to hear it from your lips."
Bonnie swallowed hard as her fear evaporated under the intense gaze of the woman she loved and who loved her in return. "I...I am so in love with you, Lucy. There hasn't been anyone else in my heart for years. Everything I have and am is yours, if you want it," Bonnie said softly as she looked straight into Lucy's warm, loving eyes and bit at her bottom lip nervously. She was really starting to feel all of the alcohol she had consumed as whatever tension that had remained in her body left her. Her mind was slow as the warm alcohol haze filled her, but her body was alive like a live wire, sparking beneath Lucy's touch.
She allowed herself to be pulled into a tight hug and she cried. She cried because everything that she had hoped for, but never believed she would have was holding her willingly in their strong arms. It was overwhelming to hear Lucy tell her that she loved her, but it was even more overwhelming to finally have told Lucy that she was in love with her. She knew it was the alcohol that had her sobbing in the blonde's arms and she wished that she had a clearer head.
Bonnie leaned back and took Lucy's mouth with her own and kissed her slowly, but thoroughly, before pulling back.
"I'm sorry, Lucy."
Lucy cocked her head to the side, "What for? The most wonderful, caring and exquisite woman in the world just told me that she is in love with me. Please don't tell me you don't want this...us."
Bonnie kissed Lucy once more before saying, "I'm sorry because I can't make love to you tonight. I want to be clear headed when I am with you for the first time and I am certainly not feeling clear headed right now. You have finally freed me from my anguish of loving you for so long and not being able to tell you, but it has also left me emotionally exhausted. I have been holding onto it for so long and it was harder to rip it out of the deepest recesses of my heart than I thought it would be. Please tell me you understand."
Lucy leaned back, giving Bonnie some space to breathe, "I'm not going anywhere. I will wait however long you need and I am feeling the effects of that whiskey as well. I want to be at my best when I get to make love to you for the first time, I don't want to fumble through it with slow unsteady hands from the alcohol. I want you to feel every caress, every sensation. I want to love you like no one ever has before or ever will again."
"God, Lucy. That is the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me. Can I sleep with you tonight, please. I don't want to have separate rooms anymore."
Lucy kissed Bonnie on the nose, which made her twitch it adorably, "I would love to hold you while you sleep. Can we go to bed now? It's been a tough and emotional couple of days, but I am happy that things will be so much clearer in the morning. Think you can carry me? My legs are numb from you sitting on them for so long."
Lucy laughed when Bonnie playfully punched her arm. "Are you insinuating that I am fat?"
The blonde's eyes and hands roamed over Bonnie's body in appreciation, making the brunette shiver, "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen," Lucy's eyes were drooping from the alcohol and she knew that if she didn't get to her room soon she would pass out right there on the rug.
Bonnie stood up and waited for the room to stop spinning before holding her hand out to Lucy, "Come on sleepy head, let's get you into bed. They had made out a little once they had fallen into bed, but Bonnie had stopped Lucy from going too far, as the blonde's movements became more and more sluggish.
Lucy had playfully called her a big tease before snuggling into her back and falling quickly off to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
"ARE YOU GETTING UP! OR ARE YOU PLANNING TO SPEND ALL DAY IN BED?," came Lucy's voice through the open bedroom door.
Bonnie stretched and smiled at how light and unburdened she felt knowing that they had finally told one another how they felt and she believed that it would only get better from here. "I'll be right out," Bonnie responded getting up and ready to face the day that they had planned the night before during dinner.
Meanwhile, in a dingy, low rate motel room........
"And that is my recollection of the night's events. I have enclosed a secure email that cannot be traced. I will only be found if I want to be found. I just couldn't keep quiet with you thinking that the monster in the hospital is the victim. He brutalised Lucy Mitchell and he would have raped her before most likely killing her. Bonnie Thompson saved her life that night, of that I am certain. You have my eyewitness testimony, Detective Holden and whatever information I could get on the true victims of that night, all of which are on this flash drive."
Lexi pressed the button stopping the recording and saving it to the USB drive that was attached to her small untraceable laptop. She had never felt regret for the victims of her thievery be
fore, but the spunky and outgoing brunette and the soft spoken and thoughtful blonde had left a lasting impression with her.
So before wiping and selling their cell phone's to her fence, she had recovered and transferred any and all information that she thought would help Detective Holden.
Lexi ejected the flash drive once her video statement of Lucy's ordeal and Bonnie's timely rescue had finished copying. She then slipped it into an envelope that was addressed to the police detective by name. She would be out of state by the time he received the package, but she hoped that she would be a help to Bonnie and Lucy because she felt that if circumstances had been different they would have been people she would have loved to have had in her life.
"Don't dwell on what you will never have, Lexi," she said aloud to herself. They probably hate your guts for what you did. It's better not to make connections, they always tend to bite you on your ass." The young, lone, thief shut down and packed up her laptop and put it in her duffel bag and then with the envelope in her hand, exited the room. She would mail that envelope and vanish without a trace just like she always did.
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Bonnie grinned wickedly into the mirror as she admired her outfit. She was only wearing two items of clothing and she was convinced that it would drive Lucy crazy. She only wore a pair of super short, cut off denim shorts and a loose fitting, white midriff football jersey with the number 69 in red across her chest. She gave herself a wink in the mirror before exiting the bedroom and heading down the hall to where Lucy was sitting at the small dinner table eating a piece of toast.
"Finally! I was about to send out a search party to.....," Lucy's voice trailed off as she actually lifted her gaze to look at Bonnie who was now standing directly beside her chair.
Bonnie was filled with joy as Lucy sat staring at her with her mouth open and the piece of toast hovering in front of it, completely forgotten. Bonnie leaned down and took a bite of the toast and ensured that the blonde knew that she wasn't wearing a bra beneath the loose jersey. "Jesus, Bonnie. Are you trying to kill me? We are both sober now. Let me take you back to the bedroom and we can work on taking our relationship to the next level...please?"
Bonnie shook her head and thrust out her bottom lip, "But we made plans last night over dinner. We always go out to the grove, Lucy... always."
Lucy rolled her eyes at the brunette. She could see in Bonnie's eyes how much she was enjoying playing with her and despite the desperate, hungry need to touch the brunette, to love her with her hands and mouth, she was enjoying Bonnie's brazen display and teasing. "You are enjoying this a little too much, I think. How am I supposed to concentrate on anything with you looking like that?"
Bonnie smiled a huge dimple filled grin and ran a finger down Lucy's cheek and sculptured jaw as she said, "That's kind of the point, Baby. I don't want you concentrating on anything but me today. We have all the time in the world, there is no need to rush. I have been slow burning for you for years, so please let me enjoy this foreplay." Bonnie leaned forward and took Lucy's lips with her own for a slow kiss of promise, then stepped away before the blonde had an opportunity to deepen the embrace.
Lucy allowed her gaze to linger over Bonnie's body as she grabbed her plate that had a piece of toast on it and quickly ate it, not even bothering to sit down. Lucy almost swallowed her tongue when Bonnie, after placing her plate in the sink, opened the fridge and bent down to grab several bottles of spring water. The denim pulled tight across the brunette's buttocks and as she bent down the frayed edges rose up to reveal that Bonnie wasn't wearing any panties beneath them. Lucy couldn't suppress the moan that escaped as Bonnie stood up straight and turned towards her with the bottles in her hand. "See something you like," Bonnie asked, winking at the blonde as she grabbed Lucy's little backpack and placed the bottles inside. "I'm going to go turn the hot tub on so that it's ready for when we get back." When Lucy didn't respond, Bonnie came up and snapped her fingers in front of the dazed blonde's face. "Chop, chop, Lucy. The day she is a wasting."
Lucy shook her head, "I never realised how evil you are until this very moment," she muttered as she stood and slipped the backpack over her shoulders onto her back. Bonnie just laughed as she went out the side door to the enclosed area that held the hot tub. It was the only major addition Lucy had made to the cabin and she was glad with her decision because Bonnie had always enjoyed it and they often spent hours over the course of their trips in it, talking and drinking wine or beer. Lucy decided to make a fashion change of her own while Bonnie was outside setting up the tub. She took off the backpack and removed her own bra and tossed it on the other side of the couch to be picked up later. She then unbuttoned a couple of the top buttons of her pink top and several at the bottom as well. She tied the now loose hanging part of her cotton top beneath her breasts revealing her long, flat torso. She already knew her long legs looked amazing in her khaki shorts and now with the alteration with her top she knew that she would have Bonnie's imagination running wild as well. She did an internal fist pump to herself when Bonnie came back inside and stopped dead in her tracks when she took in her new and improved appearance. Bonnie just stood there with her mouth agape for several moments before she bit at her bottom lip and raised her eyes to meet the blonde's amused gaze. "Two can play at this game," she said simply, much to Bonnie's delight.
Bonnie liked meeting this new side of Lucy, who was confident and flirtatious. "Trust me, baby. It's always better if both parties are playing." Bonnie responded as she licked her lips and took in Lucy with the extra milky, smooth skin that the blonde was displaying. "Come on. Let's pick us some peaches."
CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
"Listen, D. All I'm saying is that this whole thing isn't sitting right with me."
"Which part, specifically?" The sandy blonde haired detective asked his partner as they made their way into the precinct.
Detective Holden took off his hat and hit his partner with it when, instead of paying any attention to what he was saying, he was openly ogling one of the new rookie's as she bent down to fetch something that had fallen under a desk. "Seriously, Dude! Focus."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, lighten up, man. Seriously. Is this just because that little woman at the scene wouldn't tell you what you wanted or is it that she hasn't called you back and asked you out on a date."
Holden shook his head and walked faster towards his desk, "You're such a dick sometimes."
Derek laughed and rushed to catch up to his partner. "Relax. I was just kidding around. The guy said he doesn't want to press charges. That he just wants to heal and move on. There isn't any more to be done. There is no case. My guess is the guy is so embarrassed by getting his ass kicked by a couple of ladies that he would rather not bring any more attention to himself."
Holden threw his hat on the desk and fell into his chair. "He was talkative until I asked why two random out of town ladies would attack him, run him over and leave him for dead. If it was a couple of dudes, sure, but two women and classy ones at that, by the sounds of the witnesses that remembered them from inside the bar. He's hiding something..."
"From what I hear they were a couple of dykes. He probably hit on one of them and the other one didn't like it and beat the crap out of him. The guy's ego got bruised and he's embarrassed that he got beaten up by a couple of lesbians. It seems to be straight forward to me. You are always looking into cases and making them seem more complicated than they are. We have a lot of other open cases that require our time, Holden. Like the five women that have been found over the past few months, raped and murdered. We have DNA from the attacker but he isn't in the system and he's going to keep doing it till we find him."
Holden sighed, "Yeah, maybe you're right. I just can't seem to shake this feeling that..."
He was interrupted by the uniform that was working the front desk, "Sorry to interrupt, detectives, but this just arrived for you." He handed Holden a small padded envelope.
"Thanks," Holden said, taking the env
elope, he opened it as soon as the man left them to return to the front of the small station. He frowned at the flash drive that fell into his hand.
"I'm going to get something to eat. Want anything?"
"Nah, you go ahead," Holden answered as he turned on his computer and inserted the flash drive.
"When I get back we will start going over those case files and try to figure out who this fucking raping and murdering son of a bitch is, okay?"
Holden waved his hand at Derek, shooing him away. "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. Go and leave me alone so I can see what is on this drive."
"Maybe it's the breakthrough we need," Derek responded with a laugh and slapped his partner on the back before leaving in search of food.
Twenty minutes later he was grabbing his hat and rushing outside to grab Derek from the diner across the street so that he could get to the court house for a warrant to get Zephr's personal effects from the hospital. Most specifically the ring that he had been wearing on his right hand before the nurses removed it when they had rushed him into surgery. "Thank you, you little firecracker. I knew you knew something. I knew it," he said and he had a feeling that the young woman had just proven that the case wasn't as simple as his partner Derek had thought.
