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Chapter 3

"She's…she's your…aunt?" Lindsey stuttered as she regarded Megan, surprise written all over her face.

"Yes," the brunette replied. "She's my father's sister."

"You're Sara Sidle's niece?" Lindsey stated rather than asked.

The other girl nodded. Lindsey watched her ice blue eyes and she could almost see the wheels turning in Megan's mind.

"And my aunt is a friend of your mother?"

"Well, they're colleagues actually."

Suddenly it dawned upon Megan, realization settling in. "You're Catherine Willows' daughter." Now it was Lindsey's time to merely nod at the posed question.

"I guess it's true what she said about the Willows women," Megan muttered to herself before she started munching on her cookie.

"Sorry?" Lindsey said, not sure whether she'd heard her correctly.

"Sara told me about you…" Megan trailed off. "Well, more about your mother," she quickly added, smiling at the blonde.

"All good things, I hope?"

"Oh, no need to worry," Megan started. "She's quite fond of your mother…and you, for that matter."

"And what exactly did she tell you?" Lindsey asked with an amused look, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Well…" Megan hesitated.

Lindsey liked to see the brunette squirm a little and decided to tease her a little more. "She told you to keep away from us."

"No!" Megan almost shouted. "No, she told me that the Willows women were a force to reckon with," the brunette said as she started to fidget with the ring she wore on her thumb.

"And that Catherine had a beautiful daughter," Megan continued, staring straight into Lindsey's eyes. "And I can only say she was right…on both accounts."

The brunette smirked as she noticed the blush on Lindsey's cheeks. Lindsey, suddenly very self-conscious, tore her eyes away from Megan's ice blue ones, muttering a quiet "Thank you."

After a few minutes of silence the blonde spoke up, "Sara never mentioned she had a niece."

"That's because she didn't know she had one," Megan started. "My dad died when I was only five years old, at that time Sara'd long lost contact with the family. Not her choice, but Grandma's."

Lindsey looked at her questioningly, silently asking Megan to explain some more.

"Let's just say Grandma found out something about Sara she didn't particularly like."

"Oh," Lindsey replied, not completely getting the message until…"Ohhh."

"So, when I turned 18 last year, my dad's will was executed and I received a letter from him telling me about his sister Sara. First time we met was-"

"Last Christmas," Lindsey interrupted. "I remember Mom telling she went to San Francisco."

"Yep. We had a great time. She's such a nice and caring person. We hit it off right from the start. Turned out we have a lot in common…" Megan stated as she started at Lindsey unabashedly. "Even more so than we both imagined."

Lindsey saw the appreciative look in Megan's eyes and suddenly felt very nervous. "I…I'm gonna listen to some music," she quipped, quickly putting her earphones on.

"Oh…okay," Megan replied flustered, wondering if she'd misinterpreted the signs. She decided to give the blonde some space and grabbed her astrophysics book again.

It took only about two minutes, then Lindsey turned to her again. "I'm sorry. That was very rude of me."

"No, I should say sorry," the brunette started. "I thought that…"

"You thought right," Lindsey replied as she locked eyes with Megan. "It just…surprised me, I guess."

Megan smiled as the blonde offered her another cookie. While reaching for the offered treat their fingers touched. Lindsey couldn't stop the involuntary shiver that raced through her spine.

Both silently stared at their touching hands, both not moving an inch. Megan was the first to break the silence. She cleared her throat and said, "Why don't you come with me when we get to San Francisco?"

"I...Uh…" Lindsey started, completely surprised by the brunette's question. "I don't want to impose."

"You won't," Megan said sincerely. "Unless you'd rather…"

"No…No, I'd love to," the other girl replied.

"Good, great."

They smiled at one another before taking back their hands, then started eating the chocolate chip cookies.

"So," Lindsey said after a few minutes. "You're saying Sara has the hots for my mom?"

"Oh yes she does," Megan smirked. "But don't let her know I told you."

"As long as you won't remember I told you my mom has eyes for a certain colleague of her," Lindsey replied, grinning as she saw Megan's smirk turn into a full-blown smile.

"Really?" Megan asked. "Because Sara told me that there was some tension between the two of them...that they more than often disagreed on things."

"Well, I bet you can guess where that tension comes from," Lindsey started. "As for the disagreements, like you say before, the Willows women are a force to reckon with. Once my mom got something on her mind she won't easily let go...or change her opinion about things. Though with Sara..."

"Then, if your mom likes her why treat her like that?"

Lindsey shrugged. "I guess she's insecure. Her whole life she always had to show this tough, I-can-handle-things act. In her career she succeeded...her lovelife is a whole different story. Plus, she thinks Sara isn't-"

"Into women?" Megan interrupted. "I can see why she would think that. Sara isn't the most open person, especially when it comes to her feelings. Though, the past week I learned a lot about her. For instance about how she felt about your mother."

"Maybe we need to help them...push them into the right direction," Lindsey quipped.

"Perhaps we could show them how?" Megan replied, quirking an eyebrow.

Again, Lindsey was surprised by Megan's forwardness, though this time she didn't shy away from the brunette's piercing stare. The blonde smiled as she saw the sparkle in those ice blue eyes in front of her.

"We'll see."