Can We Try, Again, Please?...
*it s/b Can We...instead of Can't We...as it's listed in the story title, my bad:)
Part 2
oh, i thought you were...?
"Hi, Maggie," a soft familiar voice lulled out.
Maggie quickly spun around, desperately, hoping to see the woman whom was the only one that, to this day, truly and completely possessed her heart.
"Bian-" the shorter woman's wish, unfortunately, wasn't granted. Instead of the woman of her dreams standing before her, it was the woman of her nightmares, "Cecelia, wha-I thought you went back to the states?" the little brunette said in a slightly surprised yet dismissive tone as she steadied herself by shifting the weight of her right foot forward.
"I'm doing well, how are you?" The woman with the large brimmed black hat and a hand filled with a cup of hot steaming latte, replied,
a genuine smile planted on her lightly rouge colored lips.
"I'm not really in the mood to chat right now, Cecelia, as you can see, so I'll cut to the chase, what do you want?" The smaller lady said roughly.
A small smirk traced the woman's mouth then she spoke, "Really, Maggie, I didn't come over here to cause trouble, I just wanted to stop and say hello...see how you've been doing, is that a crime?" The slightly taller woman queried in a gentle tone.
"It is if you-shit!" Maggie yelled, for the rude french woman the little brunette had been arguing with had snuck past her as well as two others all because Cecelia's un-welcomed interruption had distracted her from keeping focused on the situation at hand. "Now look what you did, that broad wormed her way in front of me along with those other people...agh! I'm just gonna go," Maggie ground out, as she headed towards the door. Mumbling to herself, the petite woman was furious by now and just needed to get away from her current environment, present company very much included.
"Maggie, please, wait...we really do need to talk?..."
The almost doctor turning again on her high heels, a slight tilt of her head to the left giving the other woman a curious and agitated glare saying, "What in the hell could we possibly have to say to one another ~ huh?" Stepping closer to the woman that she'd ruined her life with, "how I screwed up my life, by f**king you, instead of truly trying to work out my problems with the woman I loved, cherished...still do...well, that's not going to happen. What could you possibly tell to me Cecelia that would make me want to sit down and have a conversation with you now or at any other time for that matter. You know," running her hand thru her hair..."when I first walked in here I thought" 'How could I have believed she was my...' the little brunette mentally chastising herself for such a faux pas, "muh, I thought you were...?"
"Bianca, Bi-an-ca," the lanky dark blonde cooed, using her fingers, crawling up the brunette's arm, to gently persuade the woman into waking then saying, "I've got a surprise for you?...
The dark haired beauty's sleep slowly betraying her as she twisted herself into the fetal position before softly saying, "Mmuhm, what is it?"
"Maggie, I know you blame me for the break up between you and Bi-"
Cut off by the shorter woman, "Don't you dare speak her name," an intense acrimonious glare finding it's way to the other woman,
"you're not fit to have her name cross your treacherous lips, Cecelia," the soon to be doctor croaked out, clutching her over-sized hand bag tighter to her small frame before carrying on, "you don't ever ~ let Bianca's name come out of your lying mouth, ever again, do you hear me," the tanned woman commanded then briskly walked away.
The small brunette walked along the Seine River, attempting to calm her frayed nerves. The breeze and the mild rustling of the blueish-greenish-gray water assisted beautifully as a balm from the events that had transpired a bit earlier in the morning. And as Maggie crept along watching the people; lovers strolling by arm~n~arm, she couldn't help but think about Bianca. Wondering if she was really doing as well as all those over-priced Parisian gossip rags said she was. She knew she wasn't, she was miserable; even after all these months, she couldn't get over her, couldn't move on from the life that she and the curvaceous brunette shared along with their little Munchie.
...15 months past...
Reluctantly stretching an arm out to reach the alarm clock that was blaring in her ears, groggily, "Shut up, Shut Up, SHUT UP!" She finally shouted, then quieting herself as not to disturb the other woman, "sssh, Maggie, before you wake your babies," the compact brunette said aloud in a soft tone as she smiled to herself stumbling out of bed and haphazardly making her way to the master bath before going to check on her little munchkin.
Once Maggie fed Miranda and gave her her bath they went back upstairs to awaken their own version of Sleeping Beauty.
Splank! "Muhm Mauma," went the sound of the littlest brunette's hand when it struck the side of her mommy's face and a sweet purr as she called out to her mommy, "Ow! Ah, hi baby," Bianca cooed to her daughter then threw a loving smile to her lover, "Good morning," the sleepy brunette offered, her large expressive orbs flickering open then shutting again as she released a dreamy sigh and a heartfelt smile at the two women in her life.
"Oh, sweetie, not so hard," Maggie said warmly gently taking the little girl's hand and kissing it as she eyed the dark haired woman with love and a hearty, "Goood mornin' to you too, sleepy head, and it's about time you woke up, most of the morning is gone," the shorter woman stated, displaying her very sexy lop-sided grin as she sat on the edge of the bed with the munchkin nestled in her lap.
Sitting up in the bed, her elbows holding her in support. Bianca couldn't help the slow all consuming smile that invaded the lower half her face. She was just so damned happy. She had her daughter safely back in her life as well as the woman of her dreams. Everything she's always wanted and needed right there in front of her; within arms reach.
"What's with that goofy smile about?" Maggie asked, while she played peek-a-boo with Miranda.
"I'm just...happy. Can't I smile if I'm happy," the brunette stated teasingly as she wiped the sleep from her right eye, then tenderly caressed the side of her little girl's cheek as she sat up completely, propping herself up with her's and the smaller brunette's pillows.
"Uh buuu" cooed little Miranda to her mommy then leaned back into her other mommy's chest as she giggled joyously from her mom's touch. And that feeling of pure joy Miranda felt from that one gesture reverberated thru the tiny woman's entire being like a jolt of lightening, her heart skipping a few beats as she allowed the feeling to wash over her as well.
"Now who's sportin' a goofy smile?" Bianca queried with great affection to the small woman that was timidly stroking and kissing her baby girl on the temple.
"Huh...well, I guess...I'm happy too," Maggie said with contentment in her voice, "uhm, ya know, I was just going to get ready ~ so will you w-"
The petite brunette didn't even have to finish her statement, "Yes, of course I'll watch our daughter while you take your shower. It's just to bad the munchie is awake...we could...," gracing Maggie with a seductive smile.
Clearing her throat before replying, "Yeah, that've been nice, very nice," the pint-sized doctor in training perked out leaning in and sensually kneading the taller woman's forearm as her sienna colored eyes melded with dark chocolate ones, expressing ~ everything they both felt for each other all at once. The tiny brunette scooting in closer as Bianca also moved forward with the munchie situated lovingly in the middle, both women angling their body's for a much needed passion-filled good morning...
Kiss on the forehead brought a pleasant sigh to the brunette as she turned slightly to lean into it a bit more, then tried to shake the memory of the dream she'd just had about her ex, and how happy they once were, before she gave her current girlfriend a proper kiss on the lips then brought a weak yet affectionate smile to her face.
to be continued...