Chapter 14
A quiver running down her spine, Emily Delahunty awoke. Her eyelids opened to an early morning... to Evelyn and herself twisted into the sheets half atop of one another, half beside... both naked. She knew by an exposed shoulder, uncovered legs... and the memory of the night before.
She could feel the younger woman stir, a pair of tired green eyes upon her suddenly. She, too, seemed to recall exactly what had happened, for she lowered her head again... nuzzling into Emily's bosom. "I'm worried about Aimee's reaction," Evelyn admitted.
"Hush, it'll be fine," Emily whispered, beginning to stroke gently through young hair. She shifted. "I haven't hurt you last night, I hope?" she asked.
Evelyn's head shook. "You were quite gentle."
A small smile spread across elder features, disappearing again very soon. "What else is worrying you?" she wondered, shifting onto her side so that she could look at Evelyn better without needing to let go of her. Her eyebrow slightly quirked as the younger woman's head shook in an effort to make Emily believe it wasn't of importance.
"I just... This feels all so very surreal, after David..."
"I'm hoping to be more–"
"You..." Evelyn interrupted, not wanting to hear it... slowly moving her fingers over Emily Delahunty's lips. She had a fair idea of what would have come from these lips next given no interruption. The differences between her and David were much like night opposed to day. "...already are," she concluded.
"I try," Emily said, "because I'm hoping to make you happy."
"You already are."
~ Finis