Disclaimer: Back in Chapter 1, old chap.

It had been said that love came in all kinds of form.

Batchi only believed in two:

There was the love at first sight; the kind her best friend and Jade had the moment they laid their eyes on each other. It had that magnetic pull one felt on their other half and people believed that Fate had made the perfect match. An instant connection. If Batchi didn't have the privilege to witness such thing happen with her own eyes, she would've forever scoffed at just the mere idea of it.

Then there's the kind of love that was patient. Not the sudden fire consuming someone kind of love ― not instantly, at least. The spark you would feel wouldn't engulf you in flames, leaving someone breathless and unable to function for even a moment in time. Instead of flames, embers wold gradually spread warmth from the core of your being up to the very tips of your fingers.

For all her bravado, Batchi remained unaware that the universe was conspiring for a new chapter in her life to unfold.

The weary look began to wash away from her handsome features as her signature toothy smile made way on her lips, mischief lighting up when she recognized the woman from THE wedding where Althea and Jade met. It was hard not to notice her when Sally was practically attached to her friend's hip, and unlike Althea at the time, Batchi didn't have a tunnel vision. Dark curls framed the sharp yet graceful features. Crimson lips were mirroring the butch's own smile, though there was a timid tone in it. And with a quick once-over― she was NOT checking her out ― and noticed a baby doll dress clinging nicely on her petite form.

Snap your mind out of it, Batchi! A voice eerily familiar with her girlfriend's hissed at the back of her mind.

"Hello, Batchi." Was said by Sally's melodic voice. And Batchi was taken aback by the soft dulcet, of course. Having made a judgment back when she heard the initial rejection of the raven haired woman before her at the high time of Jade's need, Batchi was at least expecting a terse introduction when their paths crossed. She guessed the reason why Sally was a little timid was because of that action itself. A way of redemption, perhaps?

Now her gaze turned inquisitive and Batchi's head tilted to the side ― a habit she picked up from Miggy, but that's something she would never admit 'til her dying day. Curious. Very curious, indeed. "Hi." She replied with an easy grin. Her eyes were still locked with Sally's when she added, "Why don't you and Jade join me here. I could really use a distraction from this hell of a work Althea assigned for me." The wry tone in the way she spoke was palpable, and Batchi could see Jade shaking her head from side to side in mild amusement, the coffee she had ordered was handed personally by an employee.

"Can't," Jade answered. But once she opened her mouth, words spilled out and there was a slight shake in them. "I mean, I can't. Ahiya wants me to join him in a meeting. Something about showing a united front as a family. Like, we all know everything's settled down and the board has no qualms when it comes to my.. sexuality but a family business should be handled by family, you know? And I have at least thirty minutes to get there and considering that we live in a city I―"

"Jade, breathe." Her highly amused childhood friend rested a hand on the heiress' arm, an attempt of calming the nervous wrecked woman. It worked, because Jade managed to intake the much needed air into her lungs. "We get it; you're in a hurry."

"Jesus Christ, Jade. It's a wonder how Althea gets you to shut... Wait. Hold that thought. Nevermind." Batchi held up her hands, slumping back to her seat which caused a few strands of her hair to fall on her forehead. "I don't want to hear any TMI's from either of you. Nope." Okay. So yes, she really didn't want to hear what famous JaThea did in their spare time but she had another purpose of saying such things, and a quick glance to Jade's left confirmed her suspicions.

"So, Jade." Batchi picked up her already cold Americano and took a sip of her drink, mischief danced in her unusually light orbs peeked from the rim of her cup.

"Would you mind if I borrow your best friend for the afternoon?"

A/N (2): Okay, so it's not that long yet but I promise you that the length of the next few chapters would be longer than this. *dodges tomatoes* AND ALSO I'M BUSY VOTING RASTRO FOR THE BLOGGERS STYLE CAMP SO!

And I like a slow burn story so idk

Reviews and suggestions are most welcome!