by Lydia Rose
Wendy rolled off Quinn, quietly giggling.
“What are you laughing at?” Quinn asked as she tried to get her breath under control.
“How I wanted you to do that for a long time now,” she said still giggling.
Quinn sat up on her arm. “Well, you could have clued me in,” she said laughing.
“I wasn’t ready to remember these feelings. To remember the taste and feel of a woman’s skin.” Wendy kissed Quinn’s neck. “To feel a nipple become erect under my touch.” Her hands touched her breasts as her lips kissed the soft skin of Quinn’s firm stomach. “To taste a woman.” Her body lowered again as she licked Quinn’s wet folds.
“Do you think we can move this upstairs?” Quinn moaned as Wendy’s tongue entered her.
Wendy chuckled. “I guess we are too old to be rolling around in the front foyer.”
They both stood up and walked hand and hand to the bedroom leaving their clothes behind as evidence that they had finally shown their love for each other.
****
As the sun began to set, Quinn asked, “Where do we go from here?”
“What do you mean?” Wendy asked not understanding.
“Are you and I destined to be part-time lovers?” Quinn asked, without looking at Wendy.
Wendy turned Quinn’s chin toward her and looked into her eyes. “I’m going to make this my home, but my work will sometimes take me away.” Wendy now giggled. “Besides, if the industry finds out I’m gay I may not have much of a career anymore.”
Quinn kissed Wendy’s lips softly. “I don’t want you to jeopardize your career for me, Wendy.”
“Oh, honey, Wendy sighed, and kissed Quinn deeply. “You are more important to me than a career.”
“Will you stay with me for the rest of weekend?” Quinn asked, touching Wendy’s cheek.
“I’m not going anywhere, Quinn.”
****
Monday morning Quinn walked into the hardware store wearing a wide smile. Wendy had left Sunday night so she could take her mother for her tests. Now Quinn got out her phone and began typing. “Good morning, beautiful.” A few minutes later her phone chimed.
That text better have been for me, Wendy said.
Only you, babe. How are you feeling? Quinn sent.
I feel wonderful and it’s all because of you. I’m still vibrating.
Easy, woman. I’m at work and you can’t get me worked up right now.
Okay, I’ll be good. Will I see you tonight?
Yes, please. Call me when you get back.
I will.
Quinn put down her phone and looked up seeing her mother watching her.
“You look very happy, Quinn,” Tina offered with a smile.
“I am, Mom.”
“So you and Wendy finally stopped denying your feelings?”
“Yeah, Mom, she likes me.” Quinn smiled, remembering touching Wendy for the first time.
“Oh, it’s more than like, Quinn.” Tina chuckled. “That girl is head over heels in love with you.”
Now Quinn laughed. “She likes me, but I wouldn’t say it’s love.”
“Mark my words, Quinn. That woman loves you.”
****
Wendy sat in the waiting room while they ran tests on her mother. She had a magazine in her hand, but she never saw the words. Her phone began to vibrate and she went out to the hall. “Steven, I really can’t speak now.”
“I just wanted to tell you that director really wants you for that film. The money is great and it’s not a long shoot.”
“Steven, I’ll consider it if my mother’s tests come back clean. How about if I call you later?”
“Okay, Wendy, but don’t take too long. We don’t want them to find someone else before you confirm.”
After another hour of waiting, Wendy was led to an office where her mother was waiting.
“Hi, Mom, how are you?”
“The doctor will be right in to give us the results.” Arlene took Wendy’s hand.
The doctor came in smiling. “The scans showed you’re clean, Mrs. Waverly.”
Wendy and Arlene hugged smiling.
“You will have to have another scan in six months to be sure, but right now you are in good shape.”
“Thank you, Doctor Davis.” Arlene shook his hand.
The two women left feeling the world lifted off their shoulders. “Let’s go to lunch,” Wendy suggested.
****
Quinn was just getting home from the store when Wendy pulled up. “Hi,” she said, getting out of her car carrying a bag.
“Hey. What have you got there?”
“Dinner.”
They walked into the house and as soon as the door was closed, they kissed. “I’ve wanted to do that all day. You’ve made me a junkie,” Quinn said with a chuckle. “All I do is think about you all day long.”
“I thought about you too, Quinn.”
They walked into the kitchen and set the table for the meal.
“How did it go with your mom’s tests?”
“Good. She’ll have to go back in six months for another scan, but it looks like she’s clean. I’m almost afraid to say the words out loud in case it’ll jinx her.”
Quinn put her arm around Wendy. “I’m happy for both of you.”
Wendy knew she had to tell Quinn that she accepted the movie role, but she feared once she told her, everything would change. So she kept quiet.
Once the kitchen was cleaned up, words weren’t needed as they went up the stairs to the bedroom.
“What time do you need to be at work tomorrow?” Wendy asked.
“Not until ten,” Quinn said as she undressed.
“Can we have breakfast together in the morning before you go?”
“Sure. I’m just going to take a quick shower.” Quinn went into the bathroom.
Wendy decided she would tell Quinn in the morning. They would have tonight to be together.
By the time they awoke in the morning, Quinn didn’t have time for breakfast.
“I can’t believe we overslept,” Quinn said, running to the bathroom.
“I have no idea what time we finally fell asleep last night, or I should say this morning.” Wendy began to gather her clothes.
Quinn came out of the bathroom fully dressed. Her hair was still damp from the shower. “I’m sorry that we can’t have breakfast this morning.” She kissed Wendy softly. “I’ll make it up to you.”
“Quinn, it’s okay. I’ll come over this evening and we can talk.”
Quinn looked at her. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes.” Wendy’s smile was forced.
“Call me later,” Quinn stood at the door and kissed Wendy softly. “I love you.” The words just slipped from her mouth and then she realized what she had said.
Wendy saw the stunned look on Quinn’s face. “You better not be thinking of taking those words back,” Wendy smiled. “I love you too.” Wendy was now grinning.
“You do?” Quinn asked, not believing this wonderful, funny woman loved her.
“Yes, Quinn, I love you.” They kissed deeply before breaking away.
“I wish I could stay with you, but I’m already late.” Quinn came back for one more kiss.
“Go,” Wendy said smiling. “I’ll see you later.”
“I’m sorry, Mom,” Quinn said, walking into the store.
“I saw Wendy’s car at your house and I can imagine why you overslept.” Tina chuckled.
Quinn knew her face was red and she busied herself away from her mother. Later that morning as the radio played in the background, they both heard the announcement.
It’s been confirmed that Wendy Harris will be starring in the new film ‘Missing You’ with Brad Arnold. The two were an item a few years ago and the hopes are that their chemistry will translate to the screen in this love story.
“I didn’t know Wendy was going back to work,” Tina said.
“She certainly didn’t waste any time, did she?”
Quinn turned her back on her mother so she couldn’t see the tears that were forming in her eyes.
“Are you okay, honey?” Tina asked, moving closer to Quinn.
“I knew it was too good to be true. Why would Wendy want to live in this small town once her mother got better?” Quinn sighed as her head lowered. “At least she could have told me first before I heard it on the radio.”
“I’m sure Wendy will be coming back when she finishes the film,” Tina tried to assure her daughter.
“If that was her plan, why wouldn’t she tell me she accepted the part?”
“Quinn, talk to her before you jump to conclusions.”
Just as Tina finished saying that, Wendy rushed into the store. Her eyes went to the radio on the shelf. She looked at Quinn and then Tina.
“You heard?” Wendy’s shoulders slumped.
Tina nodded. “We did.”
“Quinn, can we talk in private?” Wendy asked, moving closer to the counter.
“There’s nothing to talk about. Your mom is fine and you’re going back to California. End of story.”
“No, it’s not,” Wendy insisted. She turned as a few customers came into the store.
Tina pushed Quinn. “Go talk to her. Remember what I said.”
Wendy followed Quinn into her office and closed the door. “I was going to tell you this morning at breakfast,” she said softly. “I didn’t realize there would be a press release so soon.”
Quinn just sat there not commenting. Her arms were crossed in front of her.
“The part was too good to pass up.” Wendy moved to Quinn’s side of the desk. “You can visit me.”
“I can’t just leave my responsibilities here to follow you to California,” Quinn grumbled.
“I’m not expecting you to avoid your responsibilities. I just thought you could come for a long weekend as you had said not that long ago.”
“Why?”
“Why? Because I love you.”
Quinn mumbled under her breath.
“I do love you, Quinn.”
“But not enough to stay with me.”
“That’s not true. I’ll come back once the film is finished.”
“And then there will be another great film to do. Why bother, Wendy. Your life is in California. My life is here in this small town.”
“Is that the way you feel? That you want to just throw away what we have?”
“I didn’t throw it away.” Quinn looked at Wendy defiantly.
“You’re being childish, Quinn. Can’t we find a way to work this out?”
“You’ll only leave me in the end, Wendy. I’m sure Brad Arnold was a good reason for you to want to do the movie. You can pick up with him where you left off.”
“Why are you doing this? Why are you pushing me away?” Wendy reached out for Quinn, but she slid her chair out of her reach. She turned toward the door with her hand on the door knob. Before she opened the door, she said, “I’ll never forget you Quinn, and I will never stop loving you.” She left before she couldn’t hold back the tears that were ready to escape.
Tina came into the office the moment Wendy went rushing through the front door. “What did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything. She’s the one that’s leaving me.” Quinn knew she should have fought for Wendy, but how could she compete with everything that Wendy left behind in California.
“That girl loves you. She would have come back, Quinn.”
“And then she’d be off again for another film. What kind of life can we have with her traipsing all over to be an actor?” Quinn sighed loudly. “It’s my own fault for giving my heart to her. I never let any woman in and I let her in. I was blinded by who she was, and didn’t think about the consequences.”
“Quinn, if you let her walk away now, you’ll never be happy. You’ll spend the rest of your life alone because no one will compare to the love you have for Wendy.”
“I have a delivery to make,” Quinn said, walking out of the office.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Tina Waverly knocked on Arlene Andrews’ door. “Tina, come on inside,” Harper said as she opened the door.
“Harper, how are you?” Tina stepped into the house. “Is Arlene awake?
“Sure, she’s in the living room. Go right in.”
“Hello, Arlene,” Tina said as she approached Arlene. “I heard the good news.”
“I can’t believe it myself.” Arlene motioned with her hand. “Sit down, please. Can I get you something to drink?”
“I’m fine. I came to talk about the girls.”
“I know something happened. Wendy has been in her room most of the afternoon. She didn’t even come out to have dinner.”
“Quinn heard about the movie.”
“That explains it,” Arlene said softly. “I told Wendy to tell Quinn before she agreed to do the film, but she wouldn’t listen.”
“Would you mind if I go talk to her?” Tina asked, standing up.
“Second door on the right.”
Tina knocked softly.
“Mom, I said I wasn’t hungry,” Wendy said through the closed door.
“It’s Tina, Wendy. Can I come in?”
Wendy opened the door. “Sure.” She motioned for Tina to take a seat as she sat on the edge of the bed. “Is something wrong?”
“Yes,” Tina answered.
“What is it? Is Quinn okay?” Wendy asked leaning forward.
“I can tell you’ve been crying, and if you’re crying, then you feel something.” Tina took a deep breath. “You can’t leave until you talk to Quinn.”
“I tried to talk to her. She refused to even discuss this.” Wendy’s arms crossed her chest as if she were blocking out Tina’s words.
“Wendy, Quinn is hurting. She always shuts down when she’s hurt.”
“But if she won’t talk to me, what can I do?”
“Don’t give up.” Tina smiled. “She was home when I left the house.”
Wendy grabbed her keys and purse. “Wish me luck,” Wendy said with a smile.
“You don’t need it Wendy. Quinn loves you. She told me you were the first woman she ever gave her heart to.” Tina rested her hands on Wendy’s arms. “That means something, Wendy. Go on,” Tina turned her around and pushed her out the door.
“Mom, I’ll be back,” Wendy said as she went out the front door.
Tina walked back to the living room. “Hopefully, you won’t see her tonight.”
Arlene smiled. “We can only hope.” Now she laughed. “Was it that hard for us when we fell in love?”
“Yeah, but I think we both blocked it out.”
Wendy pulled in front of Quinn’s house and ran up the steps. She took a deep breath before she knocked. “Quinn, open the door.” Wendy could hear Quinn moving around, but she stayed away from the door. “I’m not leaving until we speak. If I have to sleep on your front porch, I will.”
The door swung open and Quinn stepped out of the way. Wendy walked inside the house and shut the door. She now faced Quinn who just stood there. “May I please have some water? I’m kind of dry from crying all day.” Her words finally raised Quinn’s head. She went into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of water. “Thank you,” Wendy said, taking the bottle and taking a long drink.
“Better?” Quinn finally asked gently.
“No. What the hell is wrong with you?” Wendy said forcefully as Quinn’s eyes opened wide. “You tell me you’re in love with me, but at the first sign of trouble you dismiss me.”
“I, ah…” Quinn said, looking away.
“Yeah, ‘I ah…’ that’s all you’ve got?” Wendy stood in front of Quinn pointing her finger for emphasis.
“You didn’t even discuss accepting the film with me before you accepted it.”
“You’re right. I was wrong about that. I should have talked to you first.”
“You would have taken it anyway.” Quinn answered, taking a step away from Wendy.
“You’re p
robably right, but I should have talked to you.” Wendy exhaled. “I don’t get on you about the hours you work at the hardware store. I’ll only be gone for three months.”
“Wendy, three months. That’s nothing like the hours I work.”
“I know that, but I thought you would support my work, too.” Wendy shook her head. “Is that too much to ask in a partner?” Her hands went up in disgust.
“You said you weren’t sure you wanted to go back and do another film.”
“I know I did, but I couldn’t turn down this part.”
“Because of Brad Arnold?”
“Brad, no,” Wendy said firmly. “I never dated Brad Arnold no matter what you’ve heard or read. We went to a few premieres together that were set up by my manager. He also manages Brad.” Wendy smiled. “Besides, I’m not his type.”
“What, is he gay, too?” Quinn asked sarcastically rolling her eyes.
“No, but all I’ve ever seen him date are models. Famous models.”
“Wendy, you are just as beautiful as any model.” Quinn looked away.
“Thank you, but I am not interested in dating Brad Arnold. I’m not interested in seeing anyone else besides you.”
Quinn turned and met the blue eyes. “Really?”
“Really, Quinn. I told you I loved you. Haven’t I proved to you that I’m telling you the truth?”
Quinn shrugged. “But there will be other films.”
“Yes, I’m sure there will, but aren’t you willing to try to keep our relationship alive?”
“How are we going to do that if one of us is living three thousand miles away?”
“With the phone, emails, and Skype. I’m willing to try.” Wendy let her breath out loudly. “Why won’t you?”
Quinn lowered her head. “I’m afraid.”
“You don’t think I’m afraid? I’m so afraid that you’ll meet someone else when I’m gone and think I’m not worth the effort.”
“I wouldn’t do that to you,” Quinn smirked. “Besides, I haven’t been with anyone in over a year.”
“I’ll try to get back here while I’m filming if possible, and maybe you can come for a long weekend. I’m sure your mom wouldn’t mind.”
“Wendy, I would love to, but you know that’s going to be hard.”
