A/N: Ok so this is new. I have hit a bit of a wall with there's always a choice, mainly I think because I know it is nearing it's conclusion and I have enjoyed writing it so I feel a bit sad about it finishing but also because i want to make sure it is a good ending. But anyway, this idea came to me so I thought I'd give it a go.
Basically this is written as a one shot and I think it stands on it's own. However, if you'd be so kind as to review and let me know what you think I do have a very high level, sketchy, suck it and see plan for how it could progress as a story. If people like it as it is, I'll stop. If you want more, I'll see what I can do.
Emily stared at the hotel that would be her home for the next two weeks, what a shithole she thought before sighing.
It had all been her twin sister Katie's idea, apparently she needed to get over 'that bitch Melissa' by going away and 'getting her shit together'.
Emily laughed bitterly, yeah, I needed to get away, but obviously not with Katie and her friends, can't have the boring twin cramping your style.
Katie had picked out the holiday for her and booked it.
"Ems" she'd said "You'll like it. It's quiet and you can have some time to yourself; you know, to think about things. You won't like Ibiza, it'll be too full on for you."
Emily shook her head, no, what Katie meant was "I don't need you tagging along and spoiling my holiday, fuck off somewhere else and deal with your pain."
The redhead exhaled, oh well I'm here now and I suppose I should make the most of it.
She took hold of the handle of her case and started to move towards the entrance, suddenly out of nowhere she banged into someone.
She immediately apologised, "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't see you."
A young blonde woman stood frantically rubbing her leg, finally she looked up, "Apparently not, why don't you watch the fuck where you're going?"
Emily's first thought was, what amazing blue eyes, but almost immediately it was replaced by indignation. "Excuse me, but you came out of nowhere and I'm pretty sure you banged into me."
The blonde sneered, "Is that so? Why did you apologise then?"
Emily blushed, she wasn't sure why, it was just what she did. That was her, the bookish, shy, apologetic twin, always in the background, always in the wrong.
"I thought it was polite, but obviously that was before I realised what a rude bitch you were." She had no idea where that came from, but it seemed to stop the woman in her tracks.
"If you were trying to be polite then you wouldn't have banged me with your case in the first place." The blonde said.
Emily shrugged, "Whatever, I said I was sorry. Can you get out of my way so I can check in, I wouldn't want to bang into you again."
She pulled her case and deliberately ran it over the blonde's foot, "Oops, seems you're not quick enough."
She walked up to the reception, take that you fucking bitch she thought while smiling to herself.
Naomi stood with her mouth open, did that fucker just run her case over my foot on purpose?
She exhaled and tried not to think about the pain in her foot. At least it took her mind off the pain elsewhere, the pain that was with her since she found Cook shagging that barmaid in the toilets of their local pub. Of course he'd been apologetic.
"Naomikins, please babe, it didn't mean nothin', you're my special girl." He'd pleaded with her.
Yeah right, so special that he found it hard to keep it in his pants. He was always sorry afterwards. She couldn't understand herself sometimes, she was normally so together, she didn't take shit off anyone. Anyone apart from Cook that is. It didn't help that he was her best friend, one of the few people who really understood her. She knew her few other friends didn't get it, why she let him walk all over her but he was with her when all of the stuff with her Dad happened, he'd helped her get through it, you don't write off support like that easily. But that seemed to make him think he was untouchable and that he could take the piss whenever he wanted. Well he can fuck whoever he wants now, she thought sadly.
She made her way into the reception and was annoyed when she saw the redhead from earlier was gone. Doesn't matter, she thought, the hotel's not that big so I'm bound to see her again at some point, then I can make sure she regrets picking a fight with me.
Emily stood awkwardly at the welcome meeting, it was an excuse to sell her excursions she knew, but there was punch and food. She looked around, fuck me they're all about 100.
She saw a flash of blonde and stared at the woman who had run into her yesterday, well alright technically she'd run into the woman but all the same she was about the only other person in this place who was anywhere near her age. She moved over to where the blonde was standing.
"Hi, I guess we didn't get off to the best start. I'm Emily and I'm sorry about your foot." She ventured before offering her hand.
The blonde stared at her for a while before taking it, "Naomi, and I'm not sure I forgive you. My foot is fucking killing me."
Emily smiled, "Like I said sorry about that. I just figured seeing as everyone else here is practically dead I might as well come over."
She noticed the blonde, no Naomi, look around before turning back to her, "You're right, have we booked on a pensioners' holiday?"
"Well technically I didn't book this, it was my twin sister, she didn't want me to spoil her plans to go to Ibiza." Emily said. She blushed suddenly aware she was revealing personal information. She looked up into the amused expression of the blonde.
"So evil twin got rid of you by booking you on the first plane to boresville?" Naomi asked.
Emily shrugged, "It's probably where I belong."
She shifted slightly as Naomi stared at her. The blonde shook her head, "I mean I know we're the only two people here under 70 but you're not selling yourself that well."
Emily bristled, "Like you say we're the only two young people here so why do I need to sell myself? Hang out with grannies or hang out with me, the choice is yours."
Naomi stared at her, "Really? Don't you think that's a bit rude? I'm sure most of the people in the hotel are perfectly nice. We don't seem to get along so I might just stick to my own company thanks."
"Please yourself, I was trying to offer an olive branch and be friendly. On second thoughts I wish I hadn't bothered, I'm not exactly thrilled at the thought of spending time with you either." Emily said as she walked away.
Naomi watched her leave, she was surprised by the redhead, normally people didn't answer back. She sighed, maybe she was right and they might as well stick together. "Emily, wait." She saw the redhead turn.
"I didn't mean to be so defensive, I don't really like being told what to do, I sort of have authority issues. Are you going on any of the trips?" she asked.
Emily shrugged, "I know they're a rip off but there's one to some ancient ruins a week on Tuesday I might go on."
Naomi saw the redhead stop, suddenly aware of how boring that sounded. So she smiled, "That sounds like fun, would you mind if we went together?"
She watched as the redhead stared at her, trying to work out if she was taking the piss, "No, that would be ok, I suppose, wouldn't someone like you find it boring though?"
"What do you mean someone like me? You don't know the first thing about me." Naomi answered, aware she was being defensive again.
Emily exhaled, "You're right, I'm sorry. I just assumed you'd be into clubbing and having a good time."
"I might be into having a good time, it doesn't mean that I want to go out and get trashed all the time. I might have hidden depths." The blonde replied.
For the first time Naomi saw her smile, a genuine smile that reached her eyes. Naomi stopped as she noticed Emily's eyes for the first time.
Jesus, how did I miss those before? They're beautiful. She thought as she stared into the deep chocolate brown pools.
She forced herself to look away, suddenly aware she was staring. She coughed and risked a glance towards Emily again. The redhead was staring at her with a confused look on her face. Naomi found herself starting to blush.
They stood in awkward silence for a while before Emily broke it, "Er, so I suppose we should go and sign up for the trip then?"
Naomi nodded, not totally trusting herself to speak yet, and followed the redhead over to the tour rep.
They put their names down and paid the deposit before getting their tickets.
"So I might see you by the pool later?" Naomi suggested when they left the meeting, she wasn't sure why she'd said it, and she immediately regretted it as Emily's mouth formed into an O of surprise.
She was relieved when Emily smiled shyly at her and said, "Ok that would be nice."
Fuck, there they are again, Naomi thought as she found herself staring into the redhead's eyes and she became aware of a fluttering sensation in her stomach. She continued to stare as Emily walked away.
Naomi shook herself, and tried to gather the thoughts that were shooting through her brain at a million miles an hour.
She tutted before she turned and made her way back to her room. What the hell is wrong with me?
Later that day Emily walked down to the pool and was pleased to see Naomi was there. She didn't really understand why it mattered, it was a throwaway comment before. She stood next to the lounger by the blonde and gestured.
"Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" she asked, perfectly prepared for Naomi to have forgotten her invitation earlier.
"Not at all, I hoped you'd come." Naomi answered putting her book down.
To her surprise the blonde smiled and Emily's stomach flipped, she's beautiful when she smiles, she thought before sitting on the sun bed. She shook herself, right stop that, it was falling for a charming smile that got you into this mess in the first place.
Emily placed her towel on the bed before carefully laying out her things, she had a book, her iphone, some sun cream and a bottle of water. She looked up to find the blonde staring at her, an amused look in her eyes.
"You've come well prepared I see," Naomi teased.
Emily blushed, "Sorry, I'm a bit of a geek about these things, I think I've caught it off my friend JJ, he's very meticulous."
Naomi laughed, "Is he now? So how come he's not here to sort it out in person?"
Emily coughed before looking away, "I'm here because I needed some space."
There was silence and Emily finally looked at the blonde, she was sitting with a frown on her face. Emily felt awkward, she hadn't meant to seem standoffish, but it was the truth and for some reason she felt comfortable being honest with Naomi.
"Look, if you don't want me bothering you I'm perfectly happy by myself," Naomi stated.
"That's not what I meant. I was trying to explain why I was here on my own. It doesn't mean I don't want company, you know, if you want to spend time with me." Emily stared defiantly.
Naomi held her gaze, clearly trying to size up the redhead. Emily was surprised when it was her who was the first to break eye contact, normally she could outstare anyone, but the blonde was looking at her with an intensity that made Emily uncomfortable. It felt like she was trying to see inside her head and that was the last thing Emily wanted.
They sat in awkward silence before Naomi finally spoke, "Look, I get the fact that you don't want me knowing anything about you, but it does limit the conversation topics. Why don't we reach an agreement?"
"What type of agreement?" Emily found herself asking, she hadn't wanted to be intrigued but she couldn't help herself.
Naomi sat up, "We both ask each other 10 questions which we've got to answer truthfully. After that we stick to safer, non personal, topics and can pretty much be whoever the hell we want."
Emily paused as she thought about the suggestion. It had a certain appeal, she could answer the 10 questions and then reinvent herself. She didn't need to be Emily, the boring twin, the one in Katie's shadow. She could be the fiery redhead, with danger as her middle name. She giggled at the thought of pretending she was so outgoing and when she looked up Naomi was smiling at her.
"You should laugh more often, it suits you." The blonde said, causing Emily to blush. "So do we have a deal?"
Emily nodded, "It seems like a good idea to me. So which one of us should go first?"
"We can take it in turns, you can start if you like. We can ask anything and it has to be answered honestly, but after the 10 questions are up that's it, we don't have to say anything else about our background for the rest of the time we're here." Naomi stated.
Emily paused, although 10 questions seemed like a lot she knew they could be wasted and that meant she'd have to think carefully about what she asked. Suddenly she knew what her first questions were.
"School or uni?" She asked.
"Uni" the blonde replied.
"Where and reading what?" Emily followed up.
"Goldsmiths in London, reading Politics." Naomi answered.
Emily nodded, it was a good university and being in London must be exciting. She waited for the first questions from the blonde.
Naomi smiled, "The same three questions to you."
Emily laughed, "Are you just going to copy me?"
Naomi raised her eyebrow, "Is that question number 4?"
Emily panicked, "No, it wasn't part of the questions. Uni, Oxford, reading English, well I will be in the autumn anyway."
Emily tried not to look pleased when she saw that the blonde was impressed. "When's your birthday?" she asked.
"August 6th." Naomi answered with a shrug.
Emily smiled ruefully, "So you're a leo?"
Naomi nodded, "Afraid so. Headstrong, loyal but unforgiving and I love to be the centre of attention. I'm a walking cliché sometimes. And you?"
"September 8th, which makes me a virgo, kind hearted, shy and a bit of a pushover. I don't believe in all that bollocks though, I'm a twin and if you ever met my sister you'd see how different two people born at virtually the same time on the same day can be." Emily paused, aware she was giving a bit of a speech.
Naomi was looking at her with an amused expression, "Thanks for the additional information. So that's four questions from me and five from you."
Emily interrupted, "How do you work that out? We've both asked the same things."
Naomi shook her head, "Yes but you asked me if I was a leo. You volunteered the information, I didn't."
Damn it, Emily thought, I'll have to be more careful from now on. "I want you to know I think you're being very unfair. How did you get here?"
Naomi laughed, "By plane, how else would you get to Cyprus?"
Emily raised her eyebrow but stayed silent, eventually the blonde relented, "Ok, I flew from Bristol, which is where my Mum lives."
Emily smiled at the new information, she was about to reply to the blonde but she realised that Naomi hadn't actually asked her a question. "You're not catching me out like that again, next question?"
"Where did you fly here from?" Naomi asked.
"Bristol as well, my parents live there, well I live there too at least until I go away to uni." Emily replied. "When do you go back?"
"Are you bored of my company already?" Naomi said with a smile.
"Is that a question?" Emily quipped.
Now it was the blonde's turn to panic, "Hey, that doesn't count. I'm flying back the Sunday after next. You?"
"Me too, we must have been on the same flight out here. I don't remember seeing you. Not that I would be looking or anything." Emily stammered.
Naomi shook her head, "I've already been here a week."
Emily looked puzzled, "So how come you were at the welcome meeting?"
Naomi laughed, "You don't turn down free food and drink. Anyway, I missed it last week and I was starting to get bored so I thought I might turn up and see if I ran into anyone interesting."
"And did you?" Emily asked playfully. Stop it, stop it, you're flirting with her, she thought, if there is one way to guarantee scaring her off it's by flirting, calm down and just enjoy the fact you've made a new friend.
Naomi squinted at the redhead, "It seems to be going ok so far, we'll have to wait and see. That must be all our questions by now."
Emily cried out in protest, "It can't be, we've hardly found anything out about each other. There must be at least one more each."
The blonde shrugged, "Ok, why are you here? I mean I know you said you needed some space before, so what are you getting space from?"
Emily sighed, "Ah, the six million dollar question. Well I suppose we said we'd be honest so here goes nothing."
She paused, she wasn't bothered about telling people she was gay, she'd come to terms with it ages ago as had her family and friends. However, she knew some people still had a problem with it, which was ridiculous in this day and age, but it happened. She didn't think Naomi was like that but you never knew what reaction you would get and she didn't want to make things awkward. She looked up from her internal dialogue to find Naomi staring at her intently.
Emily took a deep breath, "Katie my sister booked this for me because I've just been through a shitty break up with my girlfriend and she thought I could do with some time to get over it. Her name is Melissa and I thought I was in love with her, but unfortunately she didn't feel the same. She was seeing someone else behind my back the whole time we were dating, which admittedly was only six months, and eventually she decided she preferred them to me so she dumped me, after making sure she'd got a farewell shag of course."
She looked at the blonde unable to read her expression, please be ok with this she silently pleaded.
Naomi continued to stare at her before saying, "I'm sorry she cheated on you, it's a bitch. For what it's worth, I think she's an idiot, you know, for being unfaithful to you."
Emily let out the breath she hardly knew she'd been keeping in, not only did it seem Naomi didn't care about her being gay, she was pretty sure she'd just been complimented by the blonde. "So why are you here alone then?"
Naomi smiled bitterly, "Same reason as you, except it was my boyfriend who I caught shagging a barmaid in the toilets of our local pub. It wasn't the first time either, but I keep taking him back and stupidly believing him when he says he won't do it again."
Emily tried to hide the surprise on her face, my gaydar must need recalibrating. She also couldn't understand how Naomi would let herself be treated like that by anyone.
Naomi stared at her, "I know what you're thinking. I don't seem to be the type of person to put up with that shit right? Well if it was anyone apart from Cook I wouldn't, but we've grown up together and he helped me a lot when my Dad walked out on me and my Mum."
"But that's no reason to let him walk all over you, in fact I would have thought the fact you've been through a lot together would make him less likely to cheat." Emily opined.
Naomi shrugged, "I know, but I think he figures the bond is strong enough to take it. Normally he'd be right, but this time something just snapped and so I finished things and ran away here."
Emily smiled at her, "For what it's worth, I think he sounds like a total dick. I can't believe anyone would cheat on someone as beautiful as you."
Inwardly Emily groaned, oh my God, why did I have to say that? So basically I've just told her I'm gay and now I've called her beautiful, could I be any more obvious.
Naomi stared at her before a smile appeared on her face. "That gives me a very good idea for my final question."
Emily began to protest but was cut off by the blonde, "We agreed, I had one extra question."
Emily found herself pouting before she mumbled, "It's still not fair, but go on then."
Naomi looked directly at her, "So Emily, my final question for you, and remember you have to be honest, is do you think I'm attractive?"
Emily blushed and looked down at her hands, why the fuck did I have to ask that additional question, this is totally embarrassing and she knows it. She thought before sighing. Well there's only one thing for it I suppose, so I might as well get it over and done with.
She looked up and stared directly into the expectant and amused blue eyes. Jesus, with eyes like those how could she not find the blonde attractive. "Yes Naomi, I think you're very attractive, in fact I think you're stunning."
Naomi continued to stare at her before giving a slight nod of the head, she seemed satisfied but not totally surprised by the redhead's answer, "Thank you, it's always a confidence boost to be told you're attractive, especially when your boyfriend seems to be doing his best to make you think otherwise."
Emily smiled and relaxed, "Like I said, he sounds like a total dick."
Naomi shielded her eyes as she made her way outside to the pool and quickly put her sunglasses on. It was Thursday and she was hung over again. She and Emily had got into a sort of routine over the past few days, they would meet by the pool and spend the day together before going out for dinner at night. Although the hotel they were in was a bit dull, there were plenty of bars locally that stayed open until the early hours of the morning. Inevitably Naomi turned up at the pool after the redhead, and she normally felt a lot more shit than Emily for some reason.
She made her way over to the sun lounger next to Emily and plonked herself down before picking up the toasted sandwich the redhead had got her from the pool bar, "What is it today?"
Emily smiled, "Well given the amount of vodka you put away last night I figured it was a ham, cheese and tomato day."
Naomi nodded as she bit into the sandwich, "Too bloody right, I barely feel human."
"Serves you right for drinking so much, you should do what I do and have water every alternate drink." Emily replied.
Naomi snorted, "I really don't want to think about how boring you must be normally if this is you being wild."
Emily wished she hadn't told the blonde she was going to act out of character and let her hair down on this holiday.
"Go fuck yourself" the redhead replied turning back to her book.
Naomi smiled, "Surely you'd prefer to do it for me?"
Emily rolled her eyes, "In your dreams."
Since Emily's admission she found the blonde attractive Naomi had taken great pleasure in teasing her about it at every available opportunity. She was always making suggestive remarks or flirting with the redhead and she accused Emily of having a crush on her at least twice a day. Most of the time Emily didn't mind and went along with the games, it was actually quite good fun.
I bet Naomi wouldn't be so keen to flirt with me if she knew what was in my dreams lately, Emily thought. Although the redhead had tried to deny it to herself, it was getting harder to ignore the fact that she seriously fancied the blonde. She knew it would never amount to anything as Naomi was straight, but it was starting to become obvious that she was having thoughts about her that were not the type of thoughts you had about a friend. She found herself going red as she though back to the dream she'd had last night, which involved a very naked Naomi and a swimming pool.
She coughed before looking at the blonde, who had finished her sandwich and was lying on her front reading her book. Emily couldn't stop her eyes from wandering over Naomi's body. She started at her feet and followed the line of her shapely legs up to her thighs. She let her gaze rest on the gorgeous arse which was framed perfectly in the ice blue bikini the blonde was wearing, God I could bite right into that she thought as she licked her lips. She forced her eyes further up Naomi's form, across the silky smooth back which was now turning a golden brown colour. Naomi had undone the back of her bikini top to prevent a mark and Emily could see the outline of the blonde's breast, Emily's breath hitched slightly as another wave of dirty thoughts crossed her mind. Finally she glanced down the blonde's arms where the hairs were being bleached by the sun and let her gaze stop at Naomi's perfect hands. Her fingers were beautiful and Emily couldn't stop herself from letting out a small moan as she thought about exactly where she wanted those fingers to be right now.
She was brought out of her daydream by a chuckle from Naomi, "Jesus Em, could you stop perving for just a second please, it practically feels like you're fucking me."
Emily blushed "I wasn't perving, I was reading my book."
Naomi laughed, "Emily, you've been on the same page for the last five minutes and I could feel you staring at me."
Emily sighed and decided to change the subject, "So what happened with what's his face last night? Did you shag him?"
Naomi raised her eyebrow, "If by what's his face you mean Dan, then I'm not telling you what happened. A lady never kisses and tells."
Emily snorted, "I wouldn't exactly call you a lady, especially given you were practically surgically attached to his face. I'll take that as a yes then."
"Does it make you jealous?" Naomi teased.
Emily was overcome with jealousy but she wasn't going to let the blonde know, "Not really, he wasn't my type, and nor were any of the others from earlier in the week."
"Ha ha, very amusing. Don't say 'any of the others' like that, it makes me sound like a total slut." Naomi replied.
"Well if the cap fits..." Emily said with a smirk.
Naomi squinted at her, "Cow. For your information, not that I need to justify myself to you, I haven't slept with anyone this week, it's just been messing around snogging and letting them feel me up a bit."
"Charming, that makes you sound much less like a slut." Emily said smiling, secretly she was pleased Naomi hadn't shagged anyone.
"Hey if I wanted to be a slut I would have had plenty of opportunity. Chris from Tuesday wanted me to give him a blow job, in fact he got quite pissed off when I said no. Jesus I hardly ever do that with Cook, let alone a practical stranger." Naomi said indignantly.
"Well maybe that's why Cook keeps cheating on you then." Emily said before she could stop herself. She had meant it as a joke but she could see from the blonde's face that she had crossed a line.
"Naomi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. It was supposed to be a joke." The redhead started.
Naomi stared at her before turning away, "Fuck off, jokes are supposed to be funny Emily, that was just bitchy."
Emily tried again, "Really Naomi, I am sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
After a couple of minutes the redhead turned back to her book, it was obvious she was going to get the silent treatment for the rest of the day.
Naomi stared round the bar on the lookout for a random bloke she could get off with tonight. Maybe Emily was right and she was behaving like a slut, but it took her mind off Cook and made her feel desirable. Well technically that wasn't true, after the alcohol had worn off she felt empty again but for a while it made her feel wanted. She sighed and turned to the bar looking for Emily, who had gone to get some drinks ages ago.
She's probably avoiding me, she thought. Naomi had pretty much ignored her after the earlier comment she made about Cook and they were just about speaking to each other again. She felt bad for being a bitch all day but the redhead's remark had really hurt her. The worst thing about it was she was now starting to wonder if Emily was right, did Cook cheat on her because she refused to do certain things and so he found someone who would. She shook herself, she was being stupid, she'd found him shagging and that was definitely something Naomi did and Cook had never complained.
She felt agitated, maybe tonight she should screw someone or at least have an orgasm. She laughed to herself, yeah right like most blokes could get that right, especially the first time. Cook was good in bed but even he needed training, well he's certainly getting plenty of practice now.
Where the fuck is Emily with those drinks, she thought before spotting the redhead at the end of the bar. She was chatting to a small dark haired woman and suddenly Naomi saw her laugh.
She's beautiful when she laughs like that, she looks so carefree. Naomi thought and then stopped herself. Where the fuck did that come from? God, maybe I've been spending too much time with Em and some of the gayness is rubbing off.
She chuckled to herself at the thought of her ever being gay, it was ridiculous she was definitely a cock cruncher not muff muncher. I definitely need to come at some point tonight she thought even if I have to do it myself. The lack of action is clearly getting to me.
She looked at the redhead again and a frown formed on her face as she saw the other woman place her hand on Emily's arm. The action irritated her and she didn't know why, well maybe she did a bit, it seemed quite intimate. But it didn't matter why, she didn't like it. She made her way over to the pair of them and forced a smile onto her face.
"There you are, I was dying of thirst waiting for my drink." She said nicely to the redhead.
Emily looked at her in surprise, "Oh so we're best buddies again now are we?"
Naomi playfully pushed her, "Don't be daft Ems, it was a silly argument."
Emily eyed her incredulously, "So you've been giving me the cold shoulder all day over a silly argument?"
Naomi rolled her eyes, "Honestly, you really overreact sometimes." She motioned towards the woman next to the redhead, "So aren't you going to introduce me?"
Emily sighed, "Naomi this is Abi, Abi meet Naomi."
The blonde held her hand out and made sure she firmly shook Abi's hand, "Nice to meet you."
Abi looked at her strangely, the words had come from the blonde's mouth but her expression didn't match, she clearly didn't think it was nice to meet her at all.
"So have you two been friends for long?" Abi asked.
Emily was about to answer when the blonde cut across her, "Not long no, but we've become incredibly close in a short space of time haven't we Em?"
Emily stared at Naomi, if she didn't know any better she'd say that the blonde was warning Abi off. Emily shook her head, don't be stupid, why on earth would Naomi do that? She handed Naomi her drink and motioned with her eyes for the blonde to bugger off and leave her to it.
Naomi deliberately misunderstood and pulled up a stool, making sure she sat in between Emily and Abi, "So Abi, how long are you staying here?"
Abi took a sip of her drink, "Actually, I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Oh that's a shame," Naomi replied, her voice dripping with insincerity.
Emily tried desperately to catch her eye again, why the fuck is she being so awkward? Finally she got Naomi's attention but she was mortified when the blonde said loudly, "Is everything ok Em? There seems to be something wrong with your eye."
Emily sighed and hissed at her, "Will you fuck off and leave us alone please?"
Naomi smiled at her, "Sorry I didn't catch that. You'll need to speak up."
Emily narrowed her eyes and exhaled loudly before turning to Abi, "I don't suppose you'd like to dance would you?"
Abi nodded, "I'd love to but thought you'd never ask."
Naomi huffed as the two of them made their way to the small dance floor and began to move in time to the music. She turned to the bartender and ordered a vodka, "Only this time make it a double."
Her attention moved back to the redhead and her dance partner, Abi had her arms wrapped around Emily's neck and was leaning in close, whispering something in her ear. Emily laughed and moved her hands so they were resting on Abi's hips. Naomi downed her drink in one, grimacing at the hot sensation as the alcohol passed down her throat. She ordered another.
Naomi continued to watch Emily and Abi dancing and she became increasingly irritated. The fucking slut has got her hands all over Emily, she hardly even knows her, she thought. She was brought out of her musings by a tap on the shoulder, she turned to look who had tried to get her attention and was surprised to find a brunette woman standing in front of her.
She smiled, "Hi I'm Diane, I thought you might like to dance or at least let me buy you a drink?"
Naomi stared at her in confusion, was she being hit on by a woman? Fuck it, she thought, a drink is a drink.
"I'm Naomi and I'll have a vodka please, but you should know I'm not gay." She replied.
Diane smiled at her, "Fair enough Naomi, if you say so. I thought the way you were staring at the redhead on the dance floor might indicate that you were."
Naomi shook her head, "Sorry, I'm straight, she's just a friend and I always make sure I look out for my friends, especially when they are dancing with total tarts."
Diane laughed as she placed the vodka in front of her, "She's clearly very lucky to have such a great friend like you look out for her."
Naomi stared at her, "You're right she is very lucky to have me as a friend."
"The thing is..." Naomi paused, "Diane, that's it. The thing is. What was the thing?"
Diane smiled, "You were telling me, again, why it was important for you to keep an eye on Emily."
"That's right, now I remember. Emily is my friend and I don't want her to get hurt by another bitch. She should be happy, because she's lovely." The blonde was slurring slightly.
"She looks pretty happy to me." Diane nodded over to the dance floor.
Naomi turned to look at Emily, she and Abi were now dancing very close to each other and the blonde felt her hand curl into a fist when she saw Abi lean in and kiss the redhead. "Fucking slapper."
Diane coughed, "Naomi, please tell me to mind my own business but doesn't it occur to you that you might be a tiny bit jealous?"
Naomi stared at her before laughing, "Why would I be jealous? She's fucking off home tomorrow while I get to spend another week and a half with Emily."
Diane raised her eyebrow, "So you're telling me that you've spent most of the time I've been sitting here talking about Emily and how lovely she is and how you need to look after her. You've insulted her dance partner and you look like you are going to punch someone any minute now, but that's not because you're jealous?"
Naomi shook her head and nearly fell off her stool, "Nope, not jealous of that stupid bitch even if she has got her hands all over Emily. She's my friend, not hers."
She looked at the brunette, "What? Why are you laughing at me like that? It's not funny."
Diane nodded before getting up "Oh yes it is, this is one of the worst cases of denial I've ever come across."
Naomi began to protest but the brunette stopped her, "It was nice meeting you Naomi and a word of advice, you should make up your mind soon, because she won't be single for long."
Naomi stared over to the redhead, was Diane right that she was jealous? Well maybe a little bit but only because her friend was ignoring her, not because she fancied her or anything, that was a stupid idea.
As she continued to stare she saw Emily break apart from Abi and walk back towards her. When she reached the bar she sat down next to the blonde.
"No Dan or John or whoever stuck to your face this evening?" Emily said with a smile.
Naomi sneered at her, "It would appear that you've got the slutty behaviour covered enough for the pair of us tonight Em."
She saw a look of confusion pass across the redhead's face, "Naomi, is everything ok?"
"Yeah, everything is fine, I mean I love sitting here on my own like Billy no mates while you snog some random bird, where is she by the way?" Naomi spat at her.
Emily stared at her, "She's gone to the toilet. I don't get why you're so bothered, I mean you've left me on my own for most of the week so far when you snogged a different random bloke every night, what's the difference?"
"Oh I don't know, it just feels different ok?" Naomi replied.
Emily started to get annoyed, "Oh I see it feels different when it happens to you, but you couldn't give a fuck when I'm on my own."
Naomi stared at her, "That's not what I meant, I meant it feels different tonight. Oh look I don't know anything, I'm shit faced and tired. I'm going back to the hotel, I'll see you in the morning, if you aren't too worn out to make it down to the pool. Say goodbye to Ally or whatever her name is."
Emily watched her leave with a puzzled look on her face, she was still frowning when Abi found her again.
"Hey, is everything ok?" Abi asked when she saw the look on Emily's face.
Emily smiled, "Yeah, everything is fine. My friend Naomi had to leave and she was in a bit of a funny mood that's all."
"Her jealousy got the better of her then?" Abi said.
Emily looked at her, "What do you mean, why would Naomi be jealous? She could have her pick of the men in here."
Abi tilted her head to one side, "I don't think she wanted any of the men tonight."
Emily shook her head, "Oh no, you've got that all wrong. Naomi is straight, she's not into women."
Abi raised her eyebrow, "Maybe she doesn't like women generally, but there's definitely one she's into. Come on Emily, don't tell me you didn't see the way she was looking at you?"
Emily thought back, "I suppose she was staring at me a bit, but she was pissed off I'd left her on her own."
Abi smiled, "Emily she looked like she wanted to tear my head off. I thought you knew but weren't interested."
Emily continued to look confused, "Really Abi, I've been having a great time with you. You've got it wrong about Naomi, honestly."
The dark haired woman smiled and leaned in to peck her on the cheek. "Thanks for a lovely last night of my holiday Emily. But I think you need to talk to your friend."
Emily stared after the second woman to walk out on her this evening. Well that's a great advert for my charm, she thought before heading back to the hotel.
Emily wearily made her way back to her room and was shocked to see Naomi sitting outside her door.
The blonde looked up as she approached, "Hi, I didn't expect you back so soon."
Emily helped her up and opened the door, "Do you want to come in?"
Naomi nodded, "If that's ok."
Emily gestured for Naomi to enter the room and she switched on the light after closing the door quietly behind her. "I've got some vodka if you want?"
Naomi sat on the bed and nodded. Emily went into the bathroom and got two glasses before pouring them two measures. They sat in silence for a while.
"Look Em, I'm sorry if I spoilt your night. I shouldn't have been so pissed off." Naomi said quietly.
Emily looked at her, "I don't understand why you didn't just pull tonight. I thought we'd be able to have a laugh about it tomorrow, you know the fact that I managed to get a snog at last."
"So you didn't..." Naomi let the question hang.
Emily looked shocked, "Not that it's any of your business, but no I didn't. Jesus you only left 15 minutes ago, how crap a shag do you think I am?"
Naomi gave her a weak smile, "I hadn't really thought about it."
Emily continued to stare at the blonde, "Naomi, what did you mean when you said it felt different tonight. What felt different?"
Naomi sighed, "I don't know. I saw you with her and it made me angry."
"Why?" Emily asked.
The blonde got up, "I don't know, it just did." She paused before continuing quietly, "I was jealous, don't ask me why but I was, ok?"
"Was it because I wasn't paying you enough attention, because I was ignoring you?" Emily ventured.
Naomi paced up and down before sitting back down next to the redhead, she took a large gulp of vodka and looked into Emily's eyes. "Oh Christ, look Em, I was jealous of her, that Abi person ok? She had her hands all over you and it made me want to punch her, because I wished it was me."
Emily stared at the deep blue pools that were looking at her so intensely, she slowly took both glasses and set them down. She moved forward slightly and gently brushed her lips against the blonde's, she tasted of alcohol and coconut.
Naomi pulled away and bit her bottom lip, "Oh. This is just because we're drunk right?"
Emily nodded and was surprised when Naomi leant towards her and tentatively kissed her again. Without breaking contact they both moved so they were closer together and Emily pressed her lips harder against the blonde's. Naomi ran her hand through the redhead's hair and pulled her deeper into the kiss.
Emily cautiously ran her tongue along the blonde's bottom lip and was again surprised when Naomi didn't pull away. Instead she flicked the end of the redhead's tongue with her own and Emily couldn't stop a moan escaping. The sound seemed to spur the blonde on and she gently pulled on Emily's lip before pushing her tongue further into the redhead's mouth.
They continued to kiss for the next few minutes and the intensity began to increase. Naomi groaned as she felt Emily's hand lightly brush her breast and she responded by moving down and kissing Emily's neck. The redhead moved her head back and sighed as the blonde gently nibbled along her collarbone. Finally they broke apart and sat staring at each other.
"I suppose I should go." Naomi said, breaking the silence.
Emily nodded, "I guess so, it's pretty late."
The blonde stood up, "So I'll see you by the pool in the morning?"
Emily smiled, the relief evident on her face, "Of course. Any preference for your toastie?"
Naomi shook her head as she walked to the door, "Surprise me."
A few nights later Emily sat in one of the local bars, nursing the end of the vodka in front of her. She glanced over to the bar where Naomi was getting them both another drink. She sighed. Things had moved on considerably since the night they'd kissed but the redhead wasn't sure how she felt about it all.
She had been surprised to see Naomi at the pool before her the following day and she was fully expecting things to be awkward. Instead Naomi had behaved totally normally, almost as if nothing had happened. Emily didn't want to spoil things so she didn't raise it. As it turned out she didn't need to. After they had eaten dinner on Friday night they'd gone to a bar as usual, they'd had a few drinks before heading back to the hotel. Naomi had walked with her back to her room but instead of leaving she had followed her inside. Almost as soon as Emily had shut the door Naomi was pressing their lips together again, although this time there was more of a hunger about the kisses.
At one point the blonde had stopped and stared at Emily, "This is just because we're drunk right? I mean you know I'm not gay?"
Emily had nodded, she was desperate to kiss Naomi again. They hadn't done much more than kiss that night but it was clear it was only a matter of time.
Last night they had slept together, well strictly that wasn't true. Naomi had basically fucked Emily's thigh until she came. Naturally, it was only after insisting she was drunk and not gay. Emily hadn't really got anything out of it but that didn't seem to matter. Afterwards Naomi had quickly got dressed, clearly embarrassed and gone back to her own room.
Emily sighed again as she reached the end of her drink. Part of her wanted not to care, they were totally normal during the day and she enjoyed spending time with the blonde. At night at least she got to be with Naomi and she didn't have to feel jealous while watching the blonde snog the face of some bloke. But it wasn't enough and she knew she did mind the fact that it was so devoid of intimacy apart from the kissing at the beginning. She wanted to be close to Naomi, she wanted Naomi to want her back and not see her as some sort of way to get herself off before scurrying back to her room.
She was interrupted from her thoughts by Naomi placing a drink in front of her,
"Let's make this our last one." the blonde suggested.
"Fine, then we can go back to the hotel." Emily stated staring directly at her.
Naomi blushed, "Yeah, then we'll go back."
They quickly finished their drinks and made their way back to the hotel in silence. As normal they made their way straight to Emily's room. Once inside Naomi quickly got undressed and got into bed. Emily followed suit and reached out for the blonde in the dark. She crashed their lips together and moaned as Naomi's tongue sought out her own.
They continued to kiss for a few minutes before Naomi moved on top of the redhead. As their eyes adjusted to the dark Emily could see the blonde staring at her as she began to move against her. Emily moved her hands onto Naomi's hips and pressed her into her body.
Naomi paused, "This is just the drink isn't it? I'm not gay."
Emily nodded, "You're drunk and it doesn't mean anything."
She was surprised as the blonde reached down for her hand and moved it between her thighs.
"I need to feel something inside," Naomi stated before pushing the redhead's fingers inside her.
Emily began to move her fingers in and out of Naomi and the blonde responded by letting out a moan before beginning to thrust her hips in time with the redhead.
Emily sighed, here we go again, I might as well not be here.
She looked at the blonde who had arched her back and had her eyes tightly screwed shut. It's like she's trying to convince herself she's with someone else, that she's not being fucked by a girl, like she's not with me. Emily thought sadly.
She couldn't ignore the hurt any longer and a tear rolled down her cheek. When Melissa had screwed her and then told her she was seeing someone else Emily had vowed that she'd never be used like that again, it had made her feel worthless and she thought she'd never feel as bad again. Yet here she was, in bed with someone she had started to develop feelings for and whom she hoped might begin to feel the same way about her. But instead Naomi was simply letting her fuck her, anything else might be admitting she was gay, which apparently was the worst thing in the world. Emily had never been ashamed of who she was or of being gay, but she felt ashamed now, like she was part of a dirty little secret.
She turned her attention back to the blonde who was now panting as she continued to thrust against Emily's hand.
"Oh God...yes...yes...oh shit." Naomi tensed up and groaned loudly as she came. She collapsed on top of the redhead trying to get her breath back.
Once her breathing had slowed she said, "Fuck, I needed that."
She opened her eyes and stared shyly at Emily, the embarrassment was clear on her face and she quickly got up and began to dress. Emily pulled the covers up and gripped them tightly to her chest. Once she was fully clothed Naomi sat on the bed next to Emily.
"It's late, I should go, but I'll see you tomorrow by the pool." She leant down to kiss the redhead and was surprised as Emily turned her head away.
"Sorry kissing's not allowed, it's too intimate. You can leave the money on the bedside table." Emily said, the hurt obvious in her voice.
Naomi looked confused, "What do you mean the money?"
Emily turned to face her, "Well normally when you go to a whore you have to pay, I don't see why I should be any different."
"Emily, I don't think you're a whore." Naomi stated.
Emily laughed, "Really, so why do I feel like one? Laying there while you deign to let me fuck you, sounds pretty much like a prostitute to me. You know what, better still keep the money and invest in a vibrator. At least it'll be ok for the thing helping you get off to be inanimate."
"Emily please, I didn't mean to upset you." Naomi protested.
The redhead snorted, "Well tough shit Naomi, because you have. Just go back to your room."
The blonde rose from the bed and made her way to the door, as she was about to leave she turned round, "I really am sorry."
Emily stayed silent and it wasn't until she heard the door close that she finally allowed herself to cry.
The next day Emily didn't go down to the pool, she didn't want to face Naomi and have to deal with the awkwardness. She made her way down to the beach and found a secluded spot. She placed her towel down and got her book and iphone out. She sat down and placed the earphones in before flicking through her playlist and selecting the Cardigans 'Gran Tourismo' on shuffle, which always made her feel better.
She sighed as the first notes of Erase/Rewind came through the earphones. I wish I could erase and rewind last night, she thought. She looked across the sand towards the azure sea.
She shook her head and said to herself, "Jesus, I've got it bad. The sand reminds me of her hair and the sea reminds me of her eyes, although her eyes are more beautiful."
She couldn't deny it, she felt guilty about the way she'd spoken to Naomi and she missed her company. But then she stopped herself, why should she feel bad about saying how she felt? If Naomi didn't want to be her friend, or whatever the hell she was, after that then it was her problem, not Emily's.
So why do I feel so shit? She thought sadly.
She stayed at the beach until she finished her book, the sun was starting to set anyway. She'd eaten at one of the beach bars and tried not to feel sorry for herself as she sat alone. On the way back to the hotel she'd stopped at the supermarket and picked up some things to eat and a bottle of vodka. She wouldn't be going out tonight and Naomi would be free to find another random bloke to snog or maybe shag. Emily tried not to think about the stab of jealousy and hurt that thought caused.
She sat in her room and poured herself a drink before opening a packet of crisps and switching the telly on. All I need now is the 20 cats and my descent into lonely spinster land will be complete she thought as she absentmindedly flicked through the channels.
There was a knock at her door, it was so quiet she almost missed it. She quickly pressed mute on the remote but knew it was probably too late. There was a pause before the knock came again, this time louder and more insistent.
"Emily I know you're in there, I heard the TV," the blonde's voice came through the door.
Emily sighed and got up to answer, she opened the door before turning round and walking back into the room.
"What do you want?" she asked wearily not even looking at the blonde.
Naomi shut the door and followed her inside, she was holding a bottle of vodka, "You didn't come down to the pool today, I wanted to make sure you were ok."
Emily sighed, "I didn't want to see you so I went to the beach instead."
"I missed you, it wasn't any fun." the blonde stated shyly.
Emily looked at her in surprise, before her expression softened, "I missed your company too, I read a lot but it was pretty boring not having anyone to talk to. Do you want a drink?"
Naomi nodded and accepted the vodka offered to her. She crossed the room until she was standing in front of the redhead.
"Emily, I..." she started but was interrupted by the redhead's finger on her lips.
"It's ok, I'm sorry for spoiling things." Emily stated.
Naomi was enjoying the feel of Emily's finger on her lips and she sighed as all rational thought left her brain. She shook herself and thought, No, this isn't right, it's not Emily's fault, she didn't spoil anything. She removed the redhead's finger and noticed Emily looked hurt.
"Don't look like that, I hoped we could talk?" she said sitting on the bed.
Emily sat down beside her, "Ok, but I've already apologised."
Naomi sighed, "You haven't got anything to apologise for, I'm the one who needs to say sorry for being so selfish. You were right last night, I was treating you like a prostitute, like someone who was there just to help me come but not get anything in return."
"It's not a competition Naomi, we don't need to count up how many orgasms we each have and make sure we're equal." Emily said in an annoyed voice.
Naomi shook her head, "I know, that wasn't what I meant. I'm sorry that I acted like I didn't care that you were there, that the only thing I was interested in was getting myself off."
Emily looked at her, "So why did you behave like that?"
Naomi looked at her hands, "I'm not sure... I suppose I was...I don't know..."
She exhaled and raised her head so she was looking at Emily again, "I was scared, you know because I was in bed with a girl and I liked it.
Emily continued to stare at her, "Why does it scare you so much?"
Naomi gulped, "Because... because..." she sighed, "I really like you Emily, I mean you're a really lovely person and I enjoy spending time with you, but I also like you. As in I'm really attracted to you and I'm not sure how to deal with that as I've never felt like this about a girl before."
Emily smiled, "I suppose I have had more practice. Naomi, I really like you too, I think you're beautiful. But I don't want to feel like I'm some sort of predatory lesbian intent on turning the straight girl, I want you to feel ok about this and if you don't then I think we need to be friends and nothing more."
A look of panic spread across Naomi's face, "Believe me that's not what I want, I'm just asking you to give me some time to get used to it."
"Take all the time you need, I don't want to push you. I..." Emily was surprised as she was interrupted by the blonde's lips being pressed against hers.
As she pulled away Naomi said, "I guess I didn't need as much time as I thought."
She placed their glasses on the table before gently pushing Emily onto the bed. She stroked the redhead's cheek before seeking her mouth again. They kissed for several minutes neither of them deepening it, both just enjoying the feel of the other's lips on their own.
Eventually they broke for air and Emily sighed, "I know what you're going to say so I'll do it first. It's only the drink and I know you're not gay, ok?"
Naomi smiled and moved so she was close to Emily's ear, the redhead could feel the blonde's breath on her neck and it made goosebumps appear all over her skin.
"Actually I'm not even remotely drunk and haven't been the whole time. And for the record, I think I might be a little bit gay because I seriously have the hots for you." Naomi whispered before rising to look at Emily.
Emily's eyes widened at the blonde's admission and she pulled Naomi towards her into another kiss. This time it was more urgent and Naomi moaned as she felt the redhead pull on her bottom lip. The blonde ran her tongue over Emily's top lip before she sought entrance to the redhead's mouth. Their tongues continued to seek each other almost duelling to see which one would get control. Finally Naomi pulled away.
"I know were not keeping count, but I'm pretty sure you're in deficit in the orgasm stakes." Naomi said.
The redhead nodded, her breath coming in short bursts, "I think you might be right."
Naomi undid the top button of Emily's shirt and kissed the newly exposed skin underneath. She continued to undo the buttons one by one, each time stopping to kiss the redhead's skin. Eventually the shirt was undone and Naomi opened it fully revealing Emily's taut stomach. She leaned down and ran her tongue up the redhead's torso and neck before once again kissing her on the lips.
"How am I doing so far?" she asked with a glint in her eyes.
Emily smiled, "Not bad for a newborn." She reached up and took off Naomi's t-shirt and undid her bra.
"That was expertly done," Naomi said with a smile.
Emily winked at her, "It's not the first time I've done it."
Naomi lifted her up and removed her shirt, she reached around the redhead's back and undid her bra first time, "I guess I'm a quick learner, now where was I?"
She pushed the redhead back onto the bed and began to trail kisses down her body, when she reached her breast she slowly circled the nipple with her tongue before flicking it. She ran her tongue over to Emily's other breast and repeated the action causing the redhead to moan. Naomi moved her hand down the redhead's body and undid her skirt, sliding it off in a single movement. Her knickers followed shortly.
She started to suck Emily's breasts but was stopped by the redhead "I need to feel your skin against mine."
Naomi smiled and quickly discarded her own jeans and underwear, before continuing to explore more of Emily's body. She ran her tongue across the redhead's stomach and smiled as Emily gasped. Naomi trailed kisses down the outside of Emily's leg before running her tongue up the inside of her thigh. Again she repeated the action on the other leg, stopping short before she reached the top.
She glanced up and saw Emily had her head thrown back with her eyes closed. The redhead noticed the lack of contact and looked down at the blonde, who licked her lips and silently asked permission to continue.
Emily bit her lip and quickly nodded. She moaned softly as the blonde's tongue moved between her thighs and repeated the motion it had done on her breasts, slowly circling and flicking. Emily by no means considered herself inexperienced but this sensation was something else, she had never felt this turned on before. She felt herself pushing her hips up to meet the blonde who responded by thrusting two fingers inside her. Emily felt totally out of control as her hips began to buck in time with the thrusts of Naomi's fingers and the rhythm of her tongue.
Naomi continued her actions and gradually increased her speed until Emily's body felt like it was on fire.
"Oh Jesus." Was all the redhead could manage to say before her mind went blank and the only sound escaping her mouth was a low growl. She pushed her hips towards the blonde, who pressed her tongue hard against her and thrust her fingers deep inside the redhead. Emily let out a strangled cry as her orgasm took over and she gripped Naomi tight between her thighs.
Emily relaxed her hold and they both lay on the bed panting with sweat dripping from their bodies.
Eventually, once their breathing had slowed, Naomi moved up the bed and lay beside Emily.
"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" she asked with a grin.
Emily smiled, "That was fucking amazing."
Naomi looked at her watch and noticed a worried look cross the redhead's face, "What is it Em?"
"I suppose it's late and you have to go back to your room?" Emily said with a sigh.
Naomi leaned over and kissed her, "Actually I thought I might stay here if that's ok with you? I was just seeing how much sleep we'll get given that we're going on our trip tomorrow."
Emily smiled at her shyly, "Oh, I'd love you to stay and I've already set the alarm"
Naomi got under the covers and after Emily had done the same the blonde pulled her close, "Of course if you could think of something interesting to do we could always stay here tomorrow instead?"
Emily shook her head, "No I'd like to go on the trip if that's ok."
"Of course it is." Naomi said with a disappointed tone.
She was startled when Emily moved on top of her and kissed her. Naomi gasped as Emily pushed her legs apart and moved her thigh into the space. The redhead slowly began to rub her thigh against Naomi and she smiled as the blonde moaned.
"However, I can think of something interesting to do right now." Emily stated.
Naomi tried to order her thoughts but it was proving difficult as all she could think about was how much she wanted Emily right now.
"Sleep's overrated" she finally managed to utter before allowing the redhead to dominate her mind and body completely.
They stood at the luggage carousel in Bristol airport on Sunday. Emily sighed, since the night they'd properly slept together they'd been inseparable. They'd visited the ruins and the redhead was surprised at how knowledgeable Naomi was about the history. She smiled as she remembered Naomi being offended when she suggested she was shallow, it was far from the truth, the blonde did indeed have hidden depths, most of which Emily had taken great pleasure in discovering.
The rest of the week had been spent sunbathing and relaxing, which was a thinly veiled euphemism for having sex, a lot. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. Sometimes they would be talking about the most seemingly innocent subjects when suddenly they would lock eyes and know they had to have each other then and there. Sometimes they were around the pool so they could rush back to one of their rooms. Other times they'd be at the beach where they knew they wouldn't make it as far as the hotel, so they didn't even try. Once they had been in a bar having a drink after having dinner when Emily gave Naomi 'the look', silently the blonde took her hand and led her outside to somewhere secluded and fucked her right there. With anyone else it would have been seedy but with Naomi it was the most passionate, sexy encounter she had ever experienced.
Emily was brought out of her thoughts by Naomi squeezing her hand, which she had refused to let go since they'd left for the airport in Cyprus. It was as if the lack of contact would break the spell completely and remind them that they were back to reality again.
"The luggage is starting to come up," Naomi said sadly.
Emily sighed, "So I guess this is it."
They had talked about the possibility of a long distance relationship but had both agreed it wouldn't work and they didn't want to ruin what they had or what they both felt.
Naomi saw Emily's case first and pointed it out. Emily looked puzzled, "How did you spot it before me?"
Naomi smiled, "It's imprinted on my foot remember?"
"Was that really only two weeks ago? It feels like a lifetime," Emily said sadly.
All too soon they both had their cases and they realised it was time to say goodbye.
"Thank you for the best two weeks of my life, I'll never forget them and I'll never forget you." Emily said with tears in her eyes.
Naomi nodded, "Good luck at Oxford and know that I'll think of you often and it will make me smile."
They hugged tightly, neither wanting to break the embrace, in the end they both stopped on the count of three.
They said goodbye and Naomi walked away. Suddenly Emily called out her name, she turned and walked back.
"Naomi, I...I...I..." Emily started but she was silenced by Naomi's finger on her lips.
The blonde stared into her eyes, "I know, me too. Goodbye Emily."
Emily stood with tears running down her cheeks, "Goodbye Naomi."