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To the reviewer Natasha, I will try to work you suggestion into the story, and thank you for the clarification.
I hope everyone else enjoys the next installment of this story. Italics represent flashbacks.
When Paige awoke the next morning her nose was assaulted with the heavenly smell of fresh brewing coffee and sizzling bacon. Paige's stomach growled as she swung her feet out of bed, but winced and touched her face when a sharp twinge of pain shot through the left side of her face. She bet it was swollen and bruised. She stood and made her way to the top of the stairs, but hesitated before heading down. Who could be in her kitchen this early in the morning? Emily was already at school and her dad was still in Chicago. Paige crept warily down the stairs and snuck around the corner to her kitchen. She could hear soft humming and the clattering of pans. Paige peaked around the corner and sighed in relief when she saw it was only her girlfriend, who didn't seem to notice her presence.
"Emily? What are you doing?" asked Paige stepping into the kitchen, taking special note of the fact that Emily was wearing very short shorts and a white form fitting tank top that did wonders for her body.
Emily whipped around, clearly startled. "Paige! You're awake. God you scared me."
Paige smirked and slid in behind Emily, wrapping her strong arms around the brunette's small waist from behind. "You still haven't answered my question. What are you doing here? You have school and swim practice today since it's Wednesday."
Emily turned the stove off before turning around in Paige's arms and looping hers around Paige's neck. "I can miss one day of school to take care of my girlfriend, who seems to have a knack for getting into trouble." Paige opened her mouth to protest, but Emily silenced Paige with a kiss. "Don't even try to convince me to leave, because it isn't going to work." Another quick kiss and then Emily stepped out of Paige's arms and grabbed the pan with the bacon in it and deposited it on a plate before grabbing a brown baggy and setting both items on the table. Paige poured two cups of steaming coffee and took a seat across from Emily.
"Bagels and bacon. Did I even have these in my house?" asked Paige taking a bagel from the bag and slathering it in cream cheese.
"No you didn't. I ran down to the deli and picked it up. It was supposed to be a thank you breakfast in bed sort of deal, but you kind of ruined that when you came downstairs," teased Emily.
"What are you thanking me for?"
Emily stayed quiet for a few moments. She just stared at Paige evenly before answering. "I wanted to thank you for everything you've done these past couple of days. What with the lodge fire and saving Spencer and your black eye which I still don't know how you got."
"Spencer kicked me in the face," Paige replied, wincing when she thought about it.
"What?!" Emily exclaimed.
"It was an accident. She nailed me when I hoisted her up through a window," Paige explained. "And to be fair I did give her bloody nose in return."
Emily shook her head. "You shouldn't be helping my friends break into places Paige. You should be recovering."
Paige sighed before reaching across the table and grabbing Emily's hand in her own. "Emily, you don't need to thank me for helping Spencer or for saving you. That's just what people do when they're in love with another person, sacrifice personal comfort and safety for the wellbeing of their loved one." A slow smile overtook Emily's face as Paige's words sunk in, and the smile stayed on her face for the duration of breakfast. After they ate and cleaned up Emily took Paige upstairs to her room and grabbed the first aid kit. Paige sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled her shirt off, trying to ignore the flare of pain that shot through her shoulder. Emily checked her burns, noting that they were looking a little red so she rubbed some antibacterial ointment over them. Paige tried to ignore the pleasurable twinges she felt running through her body as Emily's hands lightly danced across her abs where the burn was. When she was done looking at them she checked Paige's shoulder and frowned when she saw that the bruising had gotten worse.
"Paige," Emily began.
"I can't Emily, we already agreed to no doctors," Paige cut in.
"Yeah that was before you jumped out my window and nearly got blown up again. You could have serious damage in your shoulder Paige that could be irreversible," argued Emily, lightly pressing her fingers against Paige's bad shoulder causing her to flinch. Paige opened her mouth to respond when all of a sudden the shrill ring of her phone from downstairs interrupted them. Paige got up and headed downstairs to see who was calling and Emily followed. She picked up the phone and checked the caller id.
"Shit it's my dad," cursed Paige, panic welling up inside of her. "What do I do?"
"Answer it," replied Emily.
"And say what exactly? I sound like a guy Em!" Paige was having a near full-blown panic attack. Her dad could not find out about her change. The phone continued to ring and before Paige could do anything else Emily snatched the phone out of Paige's hand and answered the call.
"Hi Mr. McCullers it's me Emily….Paige is sick and sleeping….I'm just taking care of her…..Yes I brought over her missed homework….no, no she's fine, actually she's doing a lot better…..okay I will…bye." Paige stood nervously, listening to Emily's one-sided conversation with her dad.
"Well what did he say?" asked Paige.
Emily sighed as she hung up the phone. "Apparently the school called him since you've missed three days of class. He was worried about you and was considering cutting his trip short and flying back to take care of you. I convinced him you were on the mend and that you were keeping up on your homework."
"Which I haven't been since the start of this whole shit storm," lamented Paige as she banged her head on the table. Emily grabbed Paige's shoulders and pushed her upright.
"Paige we will figure this out, okay. Now man up, you're a McCullers and if there's one thing I've learned about you is that you're too stubborn to give up," said Emily. Paige gave her a small smile and pulled her in for a kiss. Their lips brushed together softly before Emily stepped back. "You really should get started on your make up work."
Paige groaned and instead pulled Emily back into her arms and pressed light kisses all over Emily's neck. "How about I forget the work and instead we do something else," suggested Paige wiggling her eyebrows. Emily rolled her eyes at her girlfriend's playfulness and walked back upstairs with Paige trailing behind her. She walked into Paige's room and rummaged through her bag, pulling out some books and papers before handing them over to Paige. Paige just stared at the pile of work and sighed before she sullenly grabbed all the stuff and sat down at her desk to begin working. Emily chuckled at her girlfriend's behavior before pulling out her own work. They studied for a few hours before they had a lunch break and then went back to work. Emily was just settling down when she heard her phone buzz, alerting her to one new message. She pulled it out and opened the text message to see a picture of her and Paige. Paige was leaning down to her driver's side window with Emily leaning out, their lips pressed together in a kiss. Emily's heart leaped up into her chest when she saw the text below the picture.
~I wonder what people would think if they saw Emilez locking lips with a guy? ~ A
Emily shuddered at the name Emilez. It's what Alison used to call her when the dead girl wanted to be particularly vicious to Emily. When she wanted to make fun of Emily's sexuality. She glanced up at Paige and saw her run a hand over her shorn hair, muttering out something about equations. She was fully focused on her work and didn't seem to notice Emily walk out of the room and downstairs. Emily punched in Spencer's number and waited for her to pick up. The phone clicked on the third ring and Spencer answered with a quick hello and what was wrong?
Emily sighed not sure how to broach the subject. "A texted me," she began.
"Okay, what did A want?"
"Nothing. Just…" Emily trailed off as she though about the picture and the old cruel nickname.
"Em I'm not a psychic. You're going to have to elaborate here," said Spencer.
"Remember the old nickname Alison used to call me? She said it once when we were playing a game of Would You Rather at one of the get together's we had before she died….."
Emily sat back against the sofa between Aria and Spencer while her two blond best friends, Hanna and Alison, sat across from her. It was the perfect seating arrangement to Emily because she could clearly admire Alison, but quickly glance away if said girl caught her staring. They were playing a game of Would You Rather. Emily wasn't really paying too much attention to the game and was instead stealing glances at Alison any chance she could get.
"Seriously Hanna? Would I rather drink hot sauce or bathe in yogurt? What kind of question is that?" exclaimed Spencer, grabbing a handful popcorn and chucking it at the blond.
"It's obviously a hefty Hanna question," jibed Alison, as she didn't even look up from filing her nails. Hanna blushed and ducked her head in embarrassment. Spencer just stared at Alison like she couldn't believe what had just come out of her friend's mouth. Emily blinked in surprise to at Alison's underhanded comment. She didn't really like it when Alison was like this. She wished that Alison could be the way she was when Emily found her in the library and kissed her. She had almost been nice then.
"So Spence are you going to answer?" asked Aria trying to break the tension that had settled on the group.
"I guess I would go with the yogurt bath. At least afterwards I could take a shower to wash all the yogurt off," reasoned Spencer. Hanna laughed at her answer and just like that the awkwardness was gone. That was until it was Alison's turn. The blond girl turned her crystal blue eyes on Emily.
"So Emily, would you rather make out with one of your close boyfriends or…kiss a girl?" Emily choked on her spit and out of the corner of her eye she saw Spencer stiffen. Alison's question had hit close to home. Alison smirked at her and Emily desperately searched for an answer to give.
"Come on Emilez, don't tell me you want to lock lips with a girl, that's just wrong," sneered Alison. The three other girls were silent and instead observed the other two girls. 'Lie Emily lie,' thought the brunette.
"O-of course not Ali, I'm going out with Ben remember?" That seemed like a safe enough answer and it appeased Alison for now.
"Yeah I remember, she called you Emileaze or something like that," said Spencer.
"Emilez. She used to call me Emilez. In the text that I got from A it said 'what would people think if they knew Emilez was locking lips with a guy?' Spence, only Alison called me that name. How could A know about it?" asked Emily still shooken up over the text.
Spencer was silent on her end. "Emily, it has to be some kind of crazy coincidence. Alison probably told someone about the nickname before she died and person could have been A," the Hastings girl rationalized.
"Yeah. I guess…you're right. I just can't shake this feeling that, however crazy this sounds, Alison sent that text," murmured Emily.
Spencer sighed on the other end of the line. "Emily, Alison's dead. There is no way she is sending texts from the grave. A is just trying to mess with you, and you can't play into their hands okay?"
"Yeah okay." Emily still had doubts about whether or not Alison was alive or dead. The personal things A had revealed they knew about each of the girls were things that only Alison knew. Could it be possible that Alison had never died? She shook her head. That was crazy.
"Is Paige okay?" Emily heard Spencer ask tentatively.
"Yes and no. She's not in any physical danger health wise, but I'm worried about her shoulder. She keeps reinjuring it and she won't see a doctor. I mean I get where she's coming from, but at the same time she may have had some serious damage done to her shoulder and she's only exacerbating it instead of letting it properly heal," replied Emily. It was true that out of all of Paige's injuries her shoulder concerned her the most.
"Maybe I could get Wren to take a look at it. Unofficially," suggested Spencer.
Emily thought for a second before responding. "That would probably be the best option right now. We can say she's Aria's cousin or something."
"I'll call him then and text when he's available. Oh and Emily, don't let A's text drive a wedge between you and Paige," advised Spencer.
Now Emily was confused. "How would this be a problem for Paige and I?"
"If the photo goes public don't push Paige away. She needs you now more that ever and A is trying to create a rift between you two. They want you doubt Paige and your feelings for her because she's a guy now and not a girl and well you're gay and a lady lover and well Paige isn't a lady anymore," explained Spencer.
"Nothing A will do will make me leave Paige. I love her too much. I don't care if she's a guy or a girl, sexuality is fluid, and guy Paige is still my Paige," said Emily firmly.
"Okay…just be careful and make sure Paige doesn't do anything stupid."
"Since when did you worry about Paige so much Spence?" asked Emily teasingly.
"Since she saved my life, twice now. I know Paige and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but I think I'm starting to see why you love her so much," responded Spencer quietly. "She something special."
"She is Spence, she really, really is," agreed Emily, happy that Spencer was finally warming up to Paige.
"Well, I better call Wren. I'll talk to you soon Emily."
"Bye Spencer." Emily hung up and turned to make her way back upstairs to Paige. She entered the room and found her girlfriend where she had left her, her large brawny frame hunched over a Trig book. Emily grinned at the cute look of concentration etched onto Paige's face as she sidled up behind her and wrapped her arms around Paige's broad shoulders, placing a gentle kiss to her temple. Paige turned her head slightly and smiled back at her.
"How are you doing with your work?" Emily asked.
"Almost done. All I have to finish up with is some Trig work then I'm all done," replied Paige stretching her arms.
Emily nodded thoughtfully. "I think then now would be a good time to take a break then."
"I wholeheartedly agree with you," said Paige with a grin.
"Good." Emily walked over to her duffel bag and rummaged around in it before pulling out her Sharks bathing suit. "Let's go swimming." Paige nodded enthusiastically and got up to go get changed. They met out by the pool and Paige went to dive in, but Emily stopped her, placing a hand on her chest.
"Be careful okay. I don't want you to strain your shoulder anymore," said Emily.
"Don't worry Fields, I'm fine," Paige assured Emily before cannon balling into the center of the pool. Emily dove in after her. Paige sunk to the bottom of the pool, expelling all the air from her lungs so she floated on the floor of the pool. Looking up she could see the watery silhouette of the sun become blotted out as Emily swam into view. Her dark raven locks floated around her head aimlessly and her whole body glistened blue from the water. To Paige, Emily never looked more beautiful. Emily sent a playful wink at Paige before she darted off in the water. Paige pushed off the bottom of the pool and followed in hot pursuit, briefly breaking the surface to gulp in a large breath of air before diving beneath the surface again. Round and round they went, chasing each other ceaselessly. Well it was really just Paige trying to catch up to Emily. Every time she got within touching range Emily would dart off through the water, starting the chase anew. Paige could feel that she wasn't as fast as she usually was and that wasn't because of her sex change. Her injured shoulder would protest if she moved too sharply and she didn't have a full range of motion like she normally did. She shook it off and instead focused on Emily. She feigned taking a break by the edge of pool and Emily swam close to her.
"Tired already McCullers?" teased Emily. Paige smirked and suddenly launched herself forward, grabbing a firm hold on Emily's forearm and hip. Emily shouted in surprise and struggled to get free, but she was no match. Paige was just too strong.
"What were you saying Fields?" husked Paige, bringing Emily in for a kiss. Emily moaned softly when she felt Paige's tongue push past her lips and into her mouth, sliding against her own tongue sensually. Emily wrapped her arms around Paige's neck and her legs around her waist as Paige waded over the side of the pool and pushed Emily against the wall. Paige's lips left Emily's and traveled to her pulse point, sucking harshly on the skin, intent on leaving a mark. Emily moaned, and Paige could feel her member twitch. The cool water lapping around their bodies was doing nothing to ease her excitement. Paige dipped her head lower and let her tongue slip between Emily's breasts.
"Oh god, Paige," gasped Emily arching her body against Paige's. Paige took this as a good sign and slipped Emily's bathing suit straps down her arms. Emily slipped her arms out and grasped Paige's neck, pulling her in for a fervent kiss. They broke apart as Paige paused at pulling the bathing suit off of Emily's breasts. She glanced at the brunette for permission and Emily gave her a small nod, her eyes only reflecting love and want for Paige to continue. Paige pulled the blue elastic material down past her full breasts and let it bunch at her stomach. Paige took in the sight glorious sight of Emily naked breast, glistening with water as the pool water gently lapped against her heaving breasts. Her nipples were taut from the slightly chilled water and the anticipation of Paige lavishing them with pleasurable attention. Paige leaned down and kissed the top of Emily's left breast before dipping lower and swirling her tongue around the tender skin surrounding the dark bud, but not taking it into her mouth just yet. Paige continued to tease Emily, letting the tip of her tongue glide lightly over Emily's nipple while she writhed in pleasurable agony.
"Paige," Emily keened, thrusting her hips against Paige's pelvis and chest out to Paige's mouth, desperately looking for some small purchase of pleasure. Paige decided to stop playing. She pulled Emily in for a searing kiss, relishing in the feeling of Emily's chest pressed against hers. "Paige," Emily repeated as the broke apart.
"What do you want me to do Emily?" asked Paige huskily into Emily's ear, nipping at her jaw knowing it would drive her girlfriend wild.
"I want you to touch me," said Emily. And Paige obliged happily. Her one arm was wrapped under Emily to keep her balanced in the water and against the pool wall, but with her free hand she lazily groped Emily's breast, rolling and tugging on her nipple, getting harder with every gasp and moan that fell from Emily's lips.
"How's this love?" asked Paige. Emily looked up at her through hooded eyes.
"P-Paige your mouth," Emily gasped out and Paige immediately lowered her mouth to Emily's other breast and wrapped her lips around Emily's sensitive bud. Emily whimpered as Paige sucked and swirled her tongue around her nipple. Emily wrapped an arm around Paige's strong shoulders before sliding a hand down over Paige's hard muscles to the large bulge in her swim shorts. Paige pulled away from Emily's breast and groaned deeply as Emily rubbed her hardened member. Paige canted her hips forward, pressing her erection more firmly against Emily's palm as she cupped her cock and squeezed causing Paige to moan loudly. Emily placed a hand over Paige's mouth to silence her.
"Not so loud Paige or the neighbors will hear you," said Emily, squeezing her again and a wave of pleasure shot through Paige's body.
"Babe you're killing me," grunted Paige trying to stifle her cries as Emily continued to pump her member through her swim shorts. Her nerves were like a live wire and the pleasure was beginning to build within her body. Suddenly Emily's hand disappeared and Paige was trying to decide if she felt relieved or disappointed. Her feelings changed to one of surprise when she felt Emily trying to tug her swim shorts off. Paige wrapped a large hand around Emily's slim wrist to halt her movements.
"Are you sure," asked Paige.
"Yes Paige, I'm sure," assured Emily, wiggling out of her bathing suit with Paige's help and stripping Paige of her swim shorts before Paige picked her back up and pressed her back against the pool wall. Paige positioned her member at Emily's entrance and slowly slid in, taking it slow as to not hurt Emily since she was still not used to this. When she was all the way in Paige rocked her hips. Her member slid in and out of Emily's tight core and Paige reveled in the conflicting pleasure of the chilled pool water and Emily hot tight channel. Emily moaned and wrapped her legs around Paige's waist allowing Paige to thrust deeper into Emily. She thrust faster as Emily bucked her hips in rhythm to her thrusts. Paige pressed her lips against Emily's, hoping to muffle her groans and swallow Emily's moans of ecstasy. They moved as one, both of their bodies pressed intimately against one another's. Paige angled her thrusts upwards causing Emily to cry out in pleasure and throw her head back. Paige's tongue laved over the column of her throat and the water rippled around them as their movements became harsher and desperate as they both approached their climax. Paige could feel her groin tighten and her member swell as her orgasm fast approached. She was teetering on the edge and she could tell Emily was close behind her. Her walls were fluttering around her, the velvet heat pulsing around her cock causing Paige to cry out and climax.
"Emily," Paige moaned as she came hard. Her thrusts became wild and uncoordinated as she came deep within Emily. She shuddered and slumped against Emily, who was still thrusting her hips out, desperately chasing her own release.
"Paige, I'm so close," gasped Emily. Paige was exhausted, but she straightened up and thrust fast and deep into Emily while reaching down with her free hand and flicking her clit with her forefinger. Once, twice, thrice, Paige thrust into Emily before her gorgeous girlfriend arched her back and cried out her name as she climaxed. Her walls clenched tightly around her member, further arousing Paige. Paige slid out of Emily and rubbed her sensitive clit soothingly to help guide her back to earth. Emily's finally came down and leaned forward, pressing a lazy kiss to Paige's neck, humming in content. "That was amazing baby."
"The funs only starting darling," drawled Paige as she turned Emily around and pushed her front up against the pool wall, palming her firm ass before swiftly reentering Emily's tight center from behind. Emily whimpered and lowered her head onto her arms that rested on the pool deck. Paige thrust hard into Emily, reaching up with one hand to cup Emily's right breast. She pressed hot openmouthed kisses across Emily's neck and back, reveling in Emily's breathy moans and pleas for her to go faster. Waves of water lapped over their bodies as Paige pounded into Emily harder, moaning as Emily's slick heat contracted around her throbbing member causing pleasure to shoot through her body. This time Emily came first. Still recovering from her first powerful orgasm, Emily shook as her second orgasm slammed into her. Paige watched her eyes squeezed shut and her chest heave. Her clenching walls squeezing Paige's cock as she continued to slam into her. Her member tightened and Paige felt herself cum for a second time within Emily, pleasure rocketing her off this earth and straight into heaven. Paige slumped against Emily's back and slipped out of her as she came down from her orgasm. Emily turned around and wrapped her arms around Paige's neck and shoulders, bringing her in for a loving kiss. Paige grinned against Emily's lips and lifted her out of the pool and settled her right on the edge, spreading her legs wide. Emily's eyes widened when she figured out what Paige was doing.
"Paige I-." Emily never finished her sentence. Paige's tongue slipped through her folds and licked a broad path up from her slit to her clit, running figure eights around the swollen oversensitive bundle of nerves before dipping back down to Emily's entrance and repeating the teasing pattern again and again. If there was one thing that could be said about sex with Paige McCullers it would be that Paige was an attentive lover. She was always looking to pleasure Emily to the fullest. Her skillful tongue teased Emily's entrance, darting in only to quickly dart back out. She looked up to see Emily leaning back slightly, her thrown back and her eyes shut tightly while small moans tumbled out of her partially open mouth. Paige felt Emily wrap a hand around the back of her head and push her face closer to her center, her hips thrusting out against Paige's mouth. Paige thrust her tongue deep into Emily. She cried out her name loudly and eagerly pushed her hips firmly against Paige's face. Paige groaned as she tasted Emily on her tongue, mixed with the slight tang of chlorine it became Paige's new favorite flavor. She slid her tongue along Emily's slick, hot walls trying to gather as much of Emily's essence as she could before she repeated the action again. Emily quivered above her, squeezing her head between her tan thighs and canting her hips into her face, practically riding her tongue.
"Oh Paige," whimpered Emily as Paige slipped her tongue out of Emily's wet heat and instead circled her clit. She wrapped her lips around the swelling bud and sucked hard. Emily arched her back and practically screamed in pleasure.
"Oh go Paige, don't stop, don't you fucking stop," gasped Emily fast approaching her third orgasm. Paige didn't, with a few final sucks to Emily's clit, Paige pushed her tongue as far as it would go into Emily and she came. Her walls clamping down around her tongue, Emily's cum running down into Paige's mouth and onto her chin. Paige greedily lapped up every drop of Emily's essence before calmingly running her tongue over Emily's clit to help bring her down from her orgasm. As soon as Emily was breathing normally Paige rinsed her face and pulled herself out of the pool. She walked over to one of the cabinets by the pool and took out two towels, wrapping one around her waist before turning to still find Emily in the same position as Paige had left her. Paige pulled Emily gently to her feet and wrapped her up in a towel. Emily's legs wobbled and she leaned against Paige's strong body to steady herself.
"Sorry," apologized Emily. "I'm just a little shaky."
"No problem," murmured Paige, sweeping Emily off her feet and carrying her in the direction of the house.
"Paige, your shoulder," Emily protested.
"It's fine," assured Paige as she walked into the kitchen. "Now can you make it up the stairs on your own or do I have to carry you?"
"I can walk on my own Paige," said Emily stepping away. She turned and Paige watched her walk away. Paige smiled happily. Post orgasmic bliss was the best. She walked into her washroom and grabbed some boxers and pants that she slipped on before returning to the kitchen to find something to eat. Her phone buzzed on the countertop alerting her to a new message. Paige picked it up and opened it her bliss immediately vanishing when she saw she had a message from an unknown number. It had to be A and Paige contemplated whether she should open it or just ignore it. Did she want to face the machinations of A and ruin the time she had spent with Emily? The answer was yes. She couldn't just ignore a message from this psychopath and risk having Emily or one of her friends put in danger because she refused to read A's messages and just bury her head in the sand. That was not the Paige McCullers way. McCullers face adversity head on and never back down. So Paige clicked open the text. Inside was a picture of her and Emily kissing quite passionately through a window in her living room. How eye even got this picture was mystery to Paige, but it was the message below the picture that made Paige's blood run cold.
~I spy with my little eye someone who doesn't belong. I know your secret. What are you willing to do to make sure it stays that way? ~ A
So extra long chapter because I haven't updated in awhile, also a lot of smuff because a lot of you guys asked for it. So will A reveal Paige's secret? Is Alison still alive and playing games with our favorite couple? Will Spencer and Paige make out and have a wild Menage a Trois with Emily? Wait what!? Stay tuned for answers to these questions and more.