TITLE: Law & Order – Sea Change
AUTHOR: D M Harper.
SUMMARY: After a family tragedy, Connie Rubirosa is forced to relocate to Los Angeles and leave behind the life she knew in New York.
RATING: M for mature readers.
DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an over imaginative mind and the basic wish of many gay women who watch and enjoy certain television shows, to see a little v-vroom between two female characters. There is no intent to infringe on the copyright of Universal Media Studios, Wolf Films or Dick Wolf. This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone and take my sympathy with you. This tale telling is for entertainment only and not for profit.
A/N: Reviews are love and the Muse is selfish for more!
Chapter 9
Gabriella Jones Residence
3644 Vinton Avenue, Culver City
1925 hours Saturday 23rd October
Chung, chung
When Gabriella opened the front door, Kristen stepped forward and hugged her, "Hi and you look great."
"Thank you and Connie is just getting her bag. She will be taken with your outfit."
"I wanted to surprise her."
"You look lovely and my Connie has been in high spirits all day. I gather she approved of the house."
"She did and I am very relieved."
Connie walked towards the entrance wearing a dark blue evening gown and holding a black clutch bag. Her smile widened and she declared, "You look fabulous Kris."
"So do you," countered the black cocktail dress and three inch stiletto heeled attired blonde.
Gabriella interrupted the moment and pushed them towards the door, "Have a good time girls."
Kristen took hold of Connie's hand and replied, "We will and I'll see you soon."
"Goodnight mom."
Escorting her wife to the truck, Kristen opened the door then kissed her on the cheek, "Is that a new dress?"
"It is and I can't begin to explain how much I love you."
"You tell me every time you look at me baby."
"You are so sweet and I don't think I'll be able to take my eyes off of you."
Walking around to the driver's door, Kristen felt the heat of tears and quickly wiped them away. Being with Connie again filled her heart with joy and with her wife's receptive responses; she was more than content to have trusted in her feelings for Connie. Kristen had thoroughly enjoyed their first date as it felt as if they had never been separated. There was no awkward silence or forced conversation between the couple and Kristen had been greatly comforted by that fact.
As she reversed onto the street, she grinned broadly when Connie rested a hand on her thigh, "How was your day?"
"Good and besides shopping, I did the housework."
"It was the same for me. Have you had much to do with Lieutenant Arleen Gonzales from Robbery/Homicide?"
"Yes, but purely on a work level, why?"
"I like her and a team mate of mine has a sister on the job over at Rampart who happens to be gay. I met her at Danny's birthday party a few weeks back and thought I'd introduce them to one another."
"Danny Mendoza?" queried Connie with raised brows. "So you were checking her out."
"In answer to the first question, yes and you should know that my heart belongs to you."
"It's been a while since you've said those words to me."
"I know and I hope you can dance in those heels, because I aim to dance with you for the majority of the evening."
Connie chuckled for a second then remarked, "Jerry Hardin will have a coronary when he sees how beautiful my wife is."
"He doesn't know about us?"
"Only Joe is aware and he approves."
"It sounds like the two of you are on better working terms."
"We are and I think Joe is looking for an ally."
"Do you think he'll run against Hardin in next year's DA's election?"
"I believe so and his chances are good. Jerry has put several prominent peoples' noses out of joint this past year and Joe is fed up with the way he does business behind closed doors."
"That sounds awfully familiar."
"Yes, but at least back in New York I respected the DA."
"True and before I forget, Ed called this morning."
"How is he?"
"The man finally proposed to Christine and the wedding is in March."
"That's fantastic news; I'll give them a call tomorrow and offer my congratulations."
Reaching down, Kristen squeezed Connie's hand, "This is really nice."
"I agree and mom invited you over for dinner next Friday if you are free."
"I am and I think she is making sure we spend more time together."
"There's no doubt about it and you could always stay the night."
"That's very inviting, but I have a 5 am start the next morning. The team has a raid to assist with and I wouldn't want to disturb the household."
"Are you reluctant to sleep with me?"
Glancing to her right, Kristen grinned, "God no Connie."
"Good because I love you and don't want to waste any more time in being with you on every level."
"You won't baby."
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Kristen kept her earlier promise as the couple danced until the function came to an end at midnight. Twenty minutes after leaving, Kristen parked in the drive, walked Connie to the entrance and was invited in.
"You could stay, I have an extra toothbrush," Connie suggested while unlocking the front door.
"I could, but I'd make way too much noise and wake your mother."
"Knowing how happy she is for us, mom would probably stand outside my bedroom door and applaud."
Smiling at the thought, Kristen embraced Connie and pressed lips to the shell of her left ear, "I'd put on a first rate show, but I need some sleep baby."
"Then let me hold you instead," compromised the brunette.
"All right, I can't so no to something I have missed dearly."
"Mmm," groaned Connie as hands rested on her hips.
Kristen pecked along the bare neck on offer, "I love you so much."
"I love you more and let's go to bed."
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Kristen was stretched out on the mattress and sound asleep when Connie slipped in beside her. She turned off the bedside lamp then pushed into her wife's tee shirt clad back.
Sighing at the contact, Kristen rolled over and threw her left arm and leg across the brunette. Connie gulped down her desire and gently kissed the head resting under her chin. With a voice wracked with emotion, she whispered, "Please don't ever leave me again."
"I won't baby," mumbled Kristen. "We belong together. Love you."
Too choked up to reply, Connie kissed blonde hair again and continued until sleep invited itself in and claimed her.
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