I watch as her blue eyes eye me warily. I can feel her inhale deeply, as her shoulder rises while pressed next to mine.
"Honestly, no. Then again, I can't say I've experimented very much in general. There was a couple of blokes before Zach, but, still."
"Right, well, I guess 'tits and fanny' isn't for everyone." I try to hide my disappointment.
I can only hear silence except for the movie playing in the background. I see her readjust and begin flipping through the stack of movies.
"What's this one?" I glance at it quickly and feel my cheeks go red.
"Oh, that's actually a lezza movie. Don't know if I would find it appropriate for tonight's theme." I admit.
"Why not? What's it about?"
"Well, it's about these two girls. One just recently got married, and all this love at first sight happens between her and this other girl, ya know."
Naomi's eye brows squish up.
"Sounds like a romantic cliché if I've ever heard one, love triangle and all." I watch as Naomi jumps up and ejects "Because I Said So" and puts in "Imagine Me and You" in. I inhale deeply.
We watch most of the movie in silence, observing their interactions. It almost makes me laugh at how ironic it is to watch these two women. It feels like a bit of a reflection of me and Naomi's banter at the moment. Quite awhile goes by and we get to the first kissing scene. I try to peak out of the corner of my eye to see Naomi's reaction. Part of me can't help but hope. I know it's silly, wishing a straight girl gay. It's like wishing me to be straight. She doesn't move during the scene and I advert my eyes back to the screen, as things get more heated. Eventually the scene passes and a few minutes of silence between Naomi and I passes as well.
"Ems?" My eyes are a little droopy right now. Both of us fighting sleep taking over. It's nearly one in the morning now. Neither of us wanting to call it quits yet.
"Yeah?" I respond, glancing at her quickly.
"You said you've been with men before?"
"Yep. One icky old man and one young nice man."
"Is it different? You know, being with a girl?" She asks me curiously. I almost want to laugh at how remarkably so it is different. Instead I reply simply and honestly.
"I think it really depends on the person. However, in my experience, girls are just better overall. Though, there's certainly a reason for that for me at least." I say it while exposing any bias I hold, wanting to be as honest as possible.
Naomi laughs a throaty laugh.
"What do you mean exactly?" I readjust my leg, not the one that's sitting pushed up against Naomi's. Not wanting to lose the contact, but the other and I put it up on the coffee table.
"Like, a million times better of kissers. It's just-slow and sensual-and so, so hot. I almost think everyone should experience it once."
I glance back over at Naomi when I finish. She's slouched a little and keeps looking at me closely with her eyes.
"What happens to 'tits and fanny not being for everyone'?"
"Truth?" I bite my lip and hesitate.
"Truth." She nods slightly as she says it.
"I think it takes the right person for everything. To fall in love, to make a commitment, to share a kiss..." I trail off and almost as instinct I glance down at her lips. She licks them. I swear I just died inside. There's no way I can hide my eyes lusting after her right now. I feel like she licked her lips intentionally. Unless, I'm second guessing it, I quickly advert my eyes back to the screen and hope she hadn't noticed me staring.
Suddenly, I hear a smash into my flat.
"Fucken hell, Em. Get your lock fixed already. I told you to call Will like five times about this shit."
Katie, my lord and savior. Katie glances over at me and Naomi on the couch, and I quickly stand up, in obvious attempt to hide our comfortable positions.
"Katie, this is Naomi. Naomi, my sister." I motion my hand between them both.
"Ah, the thief Naomi?" Katie asks. I blush slightly, hating that Katie had revealed that I talk about Naomi to her.
"In the flesh." Naomi stands up and goes over to shake Katie's hand.
Katie looks around the room, taking into account the empty take out containers, the blanket on the couch and then glances at the TV, her eyes widen slightly at the wine bottles.
"Ah, don't tell me Em made you sit and watch through this shit movie with her?" Katie asks Naomi directly.
"Actually, I picked it out." Naomi answers honestly.
"You lezzas, I swear. Ems made me watch this with her like five times when she first came out. She couldn't get enough of this romantic girly shit."
"Katie, shut up!" I rage at her. My cheeks are flushing red at this point. I can see Naomi out of the corner of my eye smirking at her remarks.
"Was Emily always a Casanova?" Naomi asks Katie.
"You shoulda seen her during college. She could practically get any girl she wanted. All of the school wanted to "experiment" with her." Katie finishes.
"Really?" Naomi lets the smile show in her voice as she glances at me. She smirks as if she had caught me in a lie.
"That's not exactly true." I butt in.
"Yeah, because you'd never let any of them seal the deal with you. All you wanted was romance and fairy tales. Girls nearly fell at your feet, but you chose to be a pansy." Katie finishes.
I smirk back at Naomi a 'told you so' glance. I feel butterflies as I see her looking back at me with adoration.
"A pansy?" Naomi redirects back towards Katie.
"Yeah, a pansy. Don't get me wrong though. She did have her fair share of kisses. It's not fun to hear how amazing of a kisser your sister is all day." I am literally turning hot and cold with this conversation.
Naomi brings up her hand and places it on her elbow as she stands. "Ah, well, yeah. I'm a sucker for a good kisser." She's purposefully avoiding my eyes, I feel like.
"Yeah, well, not like I had to tell you any of that anyways." Katie finishes.
"Katie! She's straight!" I blurt out.
"What?" Katie stares at me with mock disgust.
"Naomi's straight. I haven't been wining and dining her. We've just been watching bad movies all night." I finish.
I can only hear silence from the blonde. Katie just glares back.
"Right, well. I better leave now anyways. I promised a friend breakfast and such." Naomi breaks the silence and begins gathering her things.
"I thought you were going to stay the night?" I say it in protest, hating that Katie put a damper on tonight's evening.
"Nah, I couldn't let myself be a burden. I'll call you tomorrow, alright?" She has her bag now and leans to me and kisses me on the cheek. My cheeks burn from the interaction. I impulsively put my hand up to my cheek. She's never done that before. I think it was her way of letting me know that nothing is wrong.
"Nice meeting you, Naomi." Katie says as Naomi exits.
"Likewise." I can hear as Naomi rushes out the doors.
Katie shuts the door behind her. I close my eyes to enjoy my last bits of silence. When I open them, Katie is staring daggers.
"What the fuck was that?" I hear Katie yell at me.
"What?"
"Don't you what me. The new girl you can't shut up about for a bloody minute, and hang out with nonstop is bloody straight? Are you joking, Ems?"
"Katie, I never said she was anything more than a friend." My voice sounds quiet and distant. I hate when she interrogates my life.
"This is ridiculous. You were fucking cuddling on the couch."
"No." I breathe it lightly. It even sounds like a lie to me.
"She is using you!" Katie's face is red with anger.
"How on earth is she using me, Katie, remind me? I know you know it well with Handric and all, but do share the characteristics of a user with me." Low blow, I know. It's only because we're sisters can we turn a blind eye to this conversation later.
"Fuck off, Emily. You're fucking falling for her, and all she enjoys is your attention. Let me guess, she doesn't have a boyfriend?"
"That doesn't fucken prove shit!"
"Of fucken course it does. She likes feeling wanted and you can't help but fucken want her."
"Katie, just fuck off, alright. It's not like that."
"No? Well then, fuck me. I guess you'll prove that to me by the end of the week by dating some gay girls, now wontcha?" She is giving me an ultimatum at this point.
"Why do I have to date a girl to prove to you me and Naomi aren't a thing?"
"Why?" She laughs out loud. "I'll tell you why, you hadn't shut up about her for the past month. Whether it be her 'stealing' your phone, making you angry, or modeling for you, making you goo. If you don't get some fucken new meat around you, you're going to fall for this girl in every way that she's NOT interested. That's fucken why. I don't wanna watch you fucken fall to pieces by something so easily avoidable. Let's be clear, shall we? 'Straight' means NO."
I stand in silence for a minute. It's moments like these that just prove the world wrong about how everyone thinks Katie is so self involved. I know she's right. I am falling for Naomi. If Katie can see it within a glance, my friendly crush is more than obvious.
"Fine." I say it in defeat.
"Fine?" She just wants me to raise my white flag higher.
"Yes. I'll go out, alright?
Katie smiles. "Perfect, because I ran into this girl from work and..."
A/N Something's are hard to stop once they've started, hmm? Thank you all for the reviews. I really appreciate it, and it's half the reason I write sometimes. I love hearing the feedback. Hope you are enjoying the story.