They were both working the following day and Boomer had a few days off, meaning that Kim would still be on shift for a couple of hours after Allie started. Liz had tried to avoid it whenever possible, but it was bound to happen at some point. She had made sure that she would be there, and if there was any way to keep the two of them apart then she would do it.

Kim had seemed really sweet when she had come for her interview, and she had been the model employee since starting work there, which is where Liz's problem lie. She didn't want to put Allie under any unnecessary stress, but as she hadn't witnessed any inappropriate behaviour on the raven haired woman's part, had no grounds to fire her. It was a delicate situation, and she just hoped that neither Bea, nor Allie would get hurt as a result.

Allie had managed to avoid her colleague so far. It helped that Liz had asked her to update the books and place an order with the brewery, meaning she was hidden away in the office. Checking her phone she noticed that Kim's shift had finished half an hour ago, happy that she had been able to avoid having any kind of confrontation with the raven haired woman. After logging off, she headed back out into the bar, happy to see that Liz was the only one there. Looking up as the door opened, Liz watched as Allie's eyes scanned the room. Smiling at the younger blonde, she let her know that Kim had already gone, happy when she saw Allie visibly relax.

It had been a quiet night so far, and after serving another customer, Allie headed through into the back to take her break. Opening her locker, she felt her heart sink as a pair of pink lace panties fell out. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure she was alone, she checked the rest of her locker, finding a note on the top shelf. Unfolding it, she read it quickly, recognising the handwriting straight away.

A little souvenir until you get your hands on the real thing, and trust me, it will happen. And when it does, your little bitch won't want anything more to do with you. That's if she hasn't already started to move on already...

Placing the note back in her locker, she slammed the door shut, picking the underwear up and throwing it into the bin. She had no idea what this was all about, but one thing was for sure, she needed to put a stop to it and fast. And what fuck did Kim mean about Bea starting to move on, and with who? She knew deep down, that her colleague was just trying to get a rise out of her, and that her girlfriend wouldn't do that, but the thought of Bea with someone else tore straight through her heart. Knowing that she would need to show the note to her girlfriend, she tried to put it to the back of her mind for the time being. It was her birthday the following day, and she just wanted to enjoy her time with Bea and their friends, she would deal with the Chang thing later. After grabbing a quick snack, she headed back through into the bar, happy to see that it was a lot busier than it had been earlier in the evening. She just hoped that Liz wouldn't notice the change in her mood.

It was Allie's birthday, and Bea was an hour late finishing her shift. She was hoping that her girlfriend would still be asleep when she got home as she wanted to give her a special wake-up call, and had hoped to be finished on time. Luckily the blonde had had a busy shift at work the night before, and was tucked up in bed, fast asleep when she arrived home. Walking into the en-suite, Bea removed her clothes before creeping back into the bedroom, standing at the foot of the bed. Her girlfriend must have had a restless night as the sheet was barely covering her perfect body, making the redhead's life a whole lot easier. Kneeling on the floor, she placed a light kiss on the inside of Allie's ankle before pulling back, making sure she hadn't woken her. After making sure that her girlfriend was still asleep, Bea continued to kiss her way up the inside of the blonde's leg, feeling her tremble slightly under her touch.

Allie was in the middle of a very pleasant dream involving her girlfriend. The redhead was kissing her way up the inside of her leg. She could feel her heart rate increasing, and the familiar pool of wetness between her legs. She couldn't stop the moan from escaping her lips, Bea's mouth driving her wild with want. It felt so real, like she was really there, and Allie knew she was close. It was crazy how the redhead affected her, just the thought of the older woman had her tied up in knots. Her hips jerked off the bed as Bea moved closer to where she needed her the most. Feeling pressure on her hip, her eyes shot open, surprised to see her girlfriend's red curls splayed across her leg, the older woman's smiling eyes gazing up at her. It hadn't been a dream after all.

"Happy birthday Alliecat" Bea said, her voice thick with arousal as she ducked her head, her tongue flicking across the blonde's swollen clit

"Oh god…so good" Allie said, spreading her legs wider to give her girlfriend better access

She could feel Bea's touch down to her toes, her entire body tingling as she clawed at the bedsheet in a bit to try and ground herself.

"Oh fuck…" she cried out as the older woman's tongue worked her clit, her fingers slipping inside her as she brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Bea's touch was magical. No one had ever made her feel anything close to the way the redhead did, and she couldn't get enough. Running her fingers through her girlfriend's hair, she held her in place, her hips bucking, pushing her closer to Bea's face. Feeling her girlfriend slip a third finger in, her back arched and she let out a loud cry, not caring if she woke the whole street.

Allie was extremely vocal, and it turned Bea on more than she would ever know. Increasing the pace, she ran her left hand up the outside of her girlfriend's thigh, coming to rest on her hip, steadying the blonde. The younger woman was thrashing around below her, and she desperately wanted to see her let go. She tasted incredible, and Bea loved how she felt against her tongue. Curling her fingers, she sucked hard on Allie's clit, revelling in the feeling of the blonde coming undone for her, because of her. After working her girlfriend through her orgasm, which seemed to go on forever, not that she minded, she crawled her way up the younger woman's body, kissing every inch.

Allie's whole body was on fire, and despite having just come down from one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever had, one look into her girlfriend's deep brown eyes, and she craved her touch again. Tugging the redhead up, she pulled her in for a hard, wet kiss, tasting herself on the older woman's lips. "Holy fuck Bea…what a way to wake up" she said, her voice hoarse from crying out

"Alarm clocks are so boring" the redhead replied, leaning forward and capturing her lips in a long, slow kiss, her hands staring to roam over her girlfriend's body again.

Bea spent the next couple of hours worshipping the birthday girl's body, both of them falling asleep soon after. Waking a few hours later she turned in the blonde's arms, studying her as she slept peacefully . Bea couldn't believe how far they had come in a year, how far she's come. This time last year she was nervously steeling kisses up in the flat after managing to slip away from her friend's for a few minutes. And now, now she could barely keep her hands off her girlfriend. She had never met anyone like Allie before. She made everything seem brighter, she was her safety, her home, and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her.

Thinking back to the previous week when Allie had joked about seating arrangements at their wedding, her girlfriend happy that both their families were getting on, she couldn't help but wonder. After her divorce she swore she would never re-marry. Her relationship with Harry had been nothing short of a disaster, had almost ruined her, and she had been determined to never go through that again.

But with Allie it was different, everything about the blonde was different. Harry had abused her, scared her, but Allie, all Allie wanted to do was love her, cherish her. And she did, so completely. Ever since the younger woman had joked about the wedding she couldn't get the thought out of her mind. She wasn't ready yet, and it would take some time, but maybe she wasn't as opposed to the idea as she had first thought. Feeling the blonde start to stir, she brushed a lock of hair from her face before leaning in closer. "Happy birthday sweetheart" she said, kissing Allie on the forehead before slipping out of her embrace, much to the frustration of the blonde.

"I'll be right back…just need to get your present" the she said before slipping out of the room, coming back in a few minutes later, half hiding behind the open door

"You've just given me the best present I could wish for…more than once actually" the younger woman said, raising her eyebrow suggestively

"You won't be wanting these then?" Bea asked, stepping into the room fully before closing the door and holding up a large gift bag

"I wouldn't want to be rude, especially since you've gone to so much trouble" Allie replied, her eyes roaming over the redhead's naked body as she climbed back into bed. Sitting up, she moved in close to Bea, her back against the headboard as the older woman pulled the covers over them before handing the bag over.

Opening it, Allie took out a large parcel. It was soft, but heavy, and she couldn't figure out what it could be. Gently tearing the paper, she pulled it back, revealing a pair of soft leather pants. Laying them down on the bed beside her, she threw her arms around her girlfriend, kissing her gently. They had been out on the bike a few weeks ago and got caught up in a rainstorm. Allie had been wearing jeans, and by the time they got home she was soaked through. She had looked into buying some leathers but they were so expensive, and she'd much rather spend her money on Bea.

"Thank you, these are fantastic, I won't freeze my arse off now. Means you have to take me for a ride to test them out though" she said. She loved going out on the bike with Bea, and getting to wrap her arms around her as they rode all over the city was definitely the best part

"I can't wait. Can get my own back by staring at your arse now"

"Like you didn't anyway" Allie threw back. She always knew when Bea's eyes were her, and without sounding too much like a sap, it made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"And I thought I was being subtle. That's only the extra bit, your main present is still in there" Bea replied, indicating to the bag beside her girlfriend.

Reaching back into the bag, Allie pulled out an envelope, curiosity getting the better of her as she tore it open, pulling out a hand drawn ticket for two for the Splendour in The Grass festival in Byron Bay, with camping in the tepee village.

"The real tickets haven't arrived yet, but I wanted you to have something to open" Bea said nervously. She had thought her girlfriend would like to go, knowing how much she loved her music, but the blonde's silence was starting to concern her. She didn't have to worry for long, Allie pretty much tackling her down onto the bed and showering her with kisses.

"Thank you. I've always wanted to go to a festival, but after everything, I never thought I'd get. And having you there with me will make it so much better"

"So you want me to go with you then?" the redhead asked, although she already knew the answer

"Of course I do. I wouldn't want to share my tepee with anyone else"

"Good" Bea replied, capturing the blonde's lips in a long, slow kiss.

They were meeting the others in town at ten, and Bea had booked a table at the blonde's favourite restaurant beforehand. She had wanted to take Allie out somewhere for the day, but by the time they had made it out of the bedroom half if it was gone, not that she was complaining. After making them a light lunch Bea had asked the blonde if there was anything she wanted to do, Allie suggesting that they go for a ride so she could wear her new leathers.

Bea had expected the younger woman to look good in them, but nothing could prepare her for the way her body reacted to the vision in front of her. She was pretty sure that she was drooling, and couldn't even bring herself to be embarrassed about it. This was going to be sweet torture, but my god, what a view. Allie's legs seemed to go on forever, and all she could think about in that moment was how good they felt wrapped around her. She was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't even realised Allie had spoken to her until she stepped in front of her and lifted her chin, an amused look on her face.

"Bea...are you even listening to me?" she said, smirking at the older woman. She had seen the way that Bea was looking at her, and knew exactly where her mind had gone.

"Sorry...got distracted. We should probably go"

"After you babe, and try not to crash" Allie replied, kissing her girlfriend quickly before pulling away, her hand brushing over the redhead's arse as she walked towards the bike.

The rest of the afternoon had gone pretty much the same way, and Allie couldn't help but laugh at her flustered girlfriend. She loved to tease the older woman, and had made sure to put a little extra sway in her hips when she knew the redhead was watching her. She was pretty sure that Bea would 'punish' her later, and she couldn't wait. When they had first gotten together Allie wasn't sure how things would play out between them, or if the redhead would ever feel comfortable enough to let her in completely. It had taken time, and a lot of patience on Allie's part, not that she minded at all. And every time her girlfriend had shared something new with her, no matter how small, she fell in love with her all over again.

As the months passed Bea's confidence and self-belief had grown. She still had days where she questioned things, but who didn't feel like that. But most of the time she was so open about her feelings towards the blonde, and Allie loved it when she looked at her like she was doing right now. She knew that look, knew where it would lead, and despite spending all morning in bed together, she could feel the butterflies in her stomach and her heart beating out of her chest. Turning around, she locked eyes with the older woman before taking her hand and leading her over to the bike. They needed to go home, right now, before she did something that could get them both into trouble.

They were only ten minutes late for their dinner reservation, and for them, that was good. Luckily Bea had booked an early sitting, wanting to allow time for the food to settle before they met their friends, knowing from past experience that the night could get quite messy. Debbie had called the previous day to see if her mum and made any plans for Allie's birthday. She had a couple of lecture free days and was thinking of surprising the blonde, but if the redhead had planned something for just the two of them, then she would stay at university. As they were going out as a group, she arranged to stay at Shayne's place for the night, not wanting to be in the way at home, not that either of them would mind her being there.

After finishing their meal they decided to take a walk, hoping to work off some of the food they had consumed. Taking the blonde's hand in hers, Bea led them down the street and towards the park, wanting to escape the growing crowds for a few minutes. They wandered through the park for a while before Allie took a seat on one of the benches, pulling the older woman down into her lap. Wrapping her arms around the redhead, she kissed her softly before pulling back slightly, resting her forehead against Bea's. "Thank you for making today so perfect"

"I didn't really do anything. I'm sorry I didn't take you anywhere special"

"But you did. Every second I get to spend with you is so special to me. And the places you took me this morning…and again this afternoon were out of this world" Allie replied, smirking as the older woman blushed

"Really?"

"Was me screaming the house down not enough of a clue for you? I'm surprised the neighbours haven't complained yet"

"You can be very vocal"

"Sorry" Allie said, smirking at her girlfriend

"Don't apologise, I love it"

"You do?"

"God yes, especially when you talk to me" Bea replied. It was such a turn on when the blonde talked dirty to her, and when she was caught up in the moment, she had a filthy mouth on her. Just thinking about some of the things Allie had said to her made her weak at the knees.

"You mean when I tell you where I want to touch you, what I want to do to you, or how badly I need to feel your fingers buried deep inside me" Allie said, her voice low as she kissed along the redhead's jaw, smiling with she felt Bea tremble in her arms

"Fuck Allie, you need to stop. I really don't want to end up getting us arrested on your birthday, and if you carry on like that I'm pretty sure that's what will happen"

"Is it making you wet?"

"God yes…now behave" Bea said, her voice more husky that usual as she buried her head in her girlfriend's neck, trying to control her breathing. Standing up a few minutes later, she pulled Allie to her feet. They needed to get out of here before what little control she had left snapped like a rubber band.

The redhead had calmed down a little by the time they arrived at the bar. Franky, Bridget, Maxine and Boomer were already there, and Bea was glad the lighting was low, hopefully the tattooed brunette wouldn't notice her blushing as she felt Allie's hand brush across her arse, her girlfriend throwing her a cheeky wink as they headed for the bar. They had been there about half an hour when Bea spotted Debbie and Shayne walk in. Allie had her back to the door, so hadn't see them yet. Indicating to her mum to keep quiet, Debbie crept up behind the blonde wrapping her up in a bear hug, laughing as Allie jumped in surprise. "Happy birthday Allie" she said, letting her go

"Jeez Deb, you scared the crap out of me. What are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy to see you"

"Sorry, didn't mean to make you jump, just wanted to surprise you. And you need to be careful at your age, don't want any little accidents" the young brunette said, jumping back and laughing as Allie swatted her arm at her.

"Hey, I'm not even thirty yet I'll have you know"

"Yeah, yeah…you're still getting old though"

"I may be getting old but I can out-dance you any day"

"Oh yeah, bring it on" Debbie replied, grinning as Allie ruffled her hair.

She had her doubts when she first found out about the two of them, but had never been happier to be wrong. Allie was the polar opposite of Harry, and she only wished that she had come into her mum's life sooner. She had never seen her as happy as she had been since getting together with the blonde, and it was clear how much Allie adored her.

The evening was messy, as expected, and Boomer and Franky had spent the last fifteen minutes trying to convince them to go clubbing. Bridget clearly wanted to go home, but the numerus shots her girlfriend had consumed had definitely gotten her in the mood to party. It was quite funny watching her beg though, the alcohol having enough of an effect that she didn't care who could hear her. But when Franky had leaned in close and whispered something in the older blonde's ear, she knew she had won.

Bea wasn't a huge fan of clubs, but it was Allie's night, and she would follow her girlfriend anywhere. Pulling her to one side, the blonde asked if she minded going for an hour or two, saying she was happy to go home if Bea wanted.

"Whatever you want to do is good with me"

"We don't have to stay long, I just want to dance with you"

"We can stay as long as you want to, it's your night. And I want to dance with you too" the redhead replied, kissing her quickly before stepping away, grabbing the blonde's hand as they all followed an excited Boomer out of the bar.

It was hot, and busy, everything Bea hated about clubs. To make matters worse most of the people there was closer to her daughter's age than her girlfriend's, which made her feel really old. She hadn't been to many clubs, getting dragged out on the odd occasion by Franky in a bid to get her 'back out there' after her divorce. But she had hated it, feeling completely out of place. She had spent most of the time trying to hide in the corner, out of view of the other patrons. After a few disastrous attempts, her friend had given up, suggesting that they stick to bars instead. Not that Bea had frequented them very often, preferring the comfort and safety of Fuel, and her close friends.

As if sensing her discomfort, Allie slipped her arm around her waist, pulling her in close. "We can go if you want, I really don't mind. I just want to be with you" the blonde said, leaning in closer so the older woman would be able to hear her over the music.

"No, I want to stay. I'll go and get the drinks in" Bea replied, kissing her girlfriend quickly before slipping away and heading for the bar. She really didn't want to be here, but it was Allie's night, and she would do whatever it took to make it special for her, even if that meant dealing with a room full of drunk kids.

After navigating her way back through the room, she placed the tray of drinks down before slipping into the booth beside her girlfriend. Franky and Boomer were already on the dancefloor, along with Debbie and Shayne, Bridget and Maxine deciding to sit it out for now.

An hour later and the drinks had been flowing freely. Allie was well on her way to being drunk, and Bea was starting to feel the buzz from the last shot that Boomer had practically forced into her hand. So when Franky had grabbed her hand, dragging her up and over to the dancefloor, she had been too slow to protest. Glancing across the room, she locked eyes with her girlfriend, the blonde's intense stare making her heart race. Throwing her a flirtatious smirk, Allie turned back around, continuing her conversation with Bridget, Maxi and Booms.

They had been dancing for around five minutes when Bea felt a hand on her hip, and a firm body pressing up against her back. Glancing back over her shoulder she came face to face with a smirking Franky, her friend clearly trying to get a rise out of her. Twelve months ago she would have bolted for the safety of the booth, but since Allie came along, her confidence had grown tremendously. Placing her hands over Franky's, she moved to the music, laughing at the shocked look on her friend's face.

Unfortunately her new found confidence only spurred her friend on, and a few seconds later the brunette wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her tight against her as she moved to the beat. Looking across the room, Bea's eyes locked with Allie's, the blonde raising an eyebrow, a questioning look on her face. The alcohol in Bea's system had clearly taken hold, and with her eyes locked firmly on her girlfriend's, she ran her tongue over her bottom lip before throwing Allie a cheeky wink.

Allie wasn't sure what she was feeling, a mixture of jealousy and arousal maybe. Bea looked so hot when she danced, and she loved watching her body move, but she didn't like where Franky's hands were. She knew she was being irrational, and that Bea would never do anything to hurt her, but the alcohol had well and truly taken hold, and she couldn't help the jealousy from rising, no matter how hard she tried. Tuning back into the conversation going on around the table in a bit to escape her crazy thoughts, she tried to relax.

"I hope they don't start making out again" Boomer said, Allie turning to face her as she spoke

"Again? They've kissed before?" the blonde asked, suddenly feeling a little sick

"Twice, although Bea was really pissed the second time"

"And the first?"

"She lost a bet, kissing Franky was her punishment" the brunette said, her tone blasé, as though it happened all the time

"So they've never…" Allie asked, unable to bring herself to even finish the sentence

"God not, Bea's like a sister to Franks. Not jealous are you blondie?" Boomer asked, excited at the possibility of discovering Allie's weakness. She loved to wind her friends up, and Bea was the easiest one to embarrass. But so far, everything she had thrown at blondie, she had batted straight back, and that was no fun.

"No, of course not" Allie replied a little defensively, before slipping out of the booth and heading for the bathroom. She was feeling a little bit light headed from the alcohol, and after the conversation with Boomer, needed a few minutes to compose herself. She trusted Bea completely, and knew she would never cheat on her, but the thought of her kissing Franky, even if it was just as a dare, made her stomach churn. And her alcohol fuelled brain had chosen that moment to replay the words on the note left in her locker the previous day.

Stepping away from Franky when her hands started to wander again, she looked over to the booth, seeing her girlfriend racing across the room in the direction of the bathroom. She had been watching Allie as she danced with the tattooed brunette, and someone had obviously said something to upset her. After telling Franky that she needed the loo, she headed off in the direction of her girlfriend, hoping that everything was ok.

She had only been in there a few minutes when the door opened, and Bea walked in, heading straight over to her. Slipping her arms around the younger woman's waist, she pulled her in closer, her lips ghosting over the blonde's ear. "Everything ok?"

"Mmm, just needed a few minutes to clear my head" Allie replied, unable to look at her girlfriend, knowing that Bea would see straight through her lie

"Are you upset with me?"

"Why would I be?"

Stepping back slightly, Bea tilted Allie's chin so she was looking into her eyes. "Franky's like a sister to me, you know that right? I was only pissing about..."

"I know babe, I'm just being stupid. I think I've had a bit too much to drink that's all. I trust you"

"Good. Because you're the only one I want, the only one I see. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you" Bea replied, stroking Allie's cheek before leaning in and kissing her softly

"You did nothing wrong babe. Boomer said something about you and Franky kissing again and I got a little bit jelly bean that's all, couldn't help it"

"I did kiss her, but I lost a bet, and that was my punishment. And the other time she kissed me, and we were both drunk. She'd dragged me to some got awful bar one night, trying to get me to go out more after the divorce. It was a real shithole, and we ended up doing shots. She kept going on about how I should switch teams. I told her I wasn't gay, she claimed that no woman could resist her, and to prove her point she kissed me. I felt nothing by the way"

Leaning forward slightly Allie kissed her girlfriend, her fingers tangling in her soft curls as she pulled her in closer. Feeling Bea's hand slip around and grab her arse, she pulled back slightly, resting her forehead against her girlfriend's. "And how do you feel now?" she asked, slightly breathless

"Like I've come home…and unbelievably turned on" Bea replied, crashing their lips together again as she walked her girlfriend towards one of the stalls. Spinning them around, she pinned Allie against the now closed door, her hands in her hair as she deepened the kiss, a soft whimper escaping the blonde's lips.

Her girlfriend was driving her wild, and Allie's need for her was almost painful. She was so worked up, and her panties were soaked. Slipping her hand down the back of the redhead's pants, she grabbed her firm arse, pulling her forward and slamming their bodies together. Feeling the older woman's hands move down her body, her fingers grazing the outside of her breasts, Allie rolled her hips, causing Bea to cry out softly.

"I want you so much right now" Bea woman moaned against her girlfriend's neck

"Then take me" Allie said, her voice barely above a whisper as her lips found the exposed skin on the redhead's collar bone, biting and sucking gently as she tried to drown out her moans

Needing more, Allie grabbed her girlfriend's hand and brought it up to her left breast, her breath catching in her throat as she felt the redhead's thumb graze over her hardened nipple

"Not…here…home…now" Bea replied between kisses. She wanted Allie so completely, and as desperate as she was, a quick fumble in the bathroom of a club just wouldn't do it.

They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't hear the giggling coming from the next stall, not realising they had been caught until the flash of a camera caused them to spring apart, Bea's eyes scanning the stall looking for the source of the interruption. Glancing up, she spotted Boomer, phone in hand, and a huge grin on her face. She was clearly standing on the toilet in the next cubicle, and by the glint in her eye had been there for a while.

"What the fuck Boomer?" Allie called out

"I knew it, when Bea took off after you I knew you'd end up rooting in here

"We were just…talking" the blonde replied, blurting out the first thing that came into her head

"You never talk to me like that blondie. Not that I'm bothered, I ain't no lezzie" Boomer replied, laughing at her friend's poor excuse

"Give me your phone Boomer…now!" Bea said, her voice low and firm as she glared at her friend

"I'll give you the phone but I want something in return"

"And what might that be?"

"Shots, I want shots. And not just one, like a whole tray of them" the brunette replied, holding her phone up and grinning at Bea

"Deal, now hand me the phone"

"Nah. Drinkies first, then the phone"

"Fine, but you show that to anyone, and I mean anyone, I'll kick your arse" the redhead threatened, not at all happy about the situation she currently found herself in.

"Whatever. Now hurry up, I want to get my drink on" Boomer replied before jumping down and leaving the bathroom.

Turning around, Bea buried her head in her girlfriend's neck and groaned softly. "She's going to show everyone isn't she"

"Probably. Come on, lets distract her with the alcohol, then we can swipe her phone and delete it. Although I might send it to myself it's a good photo"

"Perv"

"You know it babe" Allie replied, kissing the older woman quickly before opening the door and pushing her out of the stall.

Bea headed for the bar, knowing her girlfriend would be along to help her with the drinks shortly, both of them thinking that it would look less suspicious if they left the bathroom separately. She had been standing at the bar for a few minutes when she felt a hand on her hip, her body tensing instantly. She knew it wasn't Allie, she could feel the blonde right down to her soul, even if there was no physical contact between them. The hand started to move lower, and before she had chance to step away, she heard a voice in her ear. "What are you drinking gorgeous? Anything you want, it's on me" he said, his hot breath on her neck making her skin crawl

"No thanks, I've got these" Bea replied, trying to move out of his reach, but it was busy, and she had nowhere to go

"Oh come on, it's just a drink…unless you want more that is" he replied, moving in closer to the redhead. He had spotted her walking towards the bar from across the room. She was hot as fuck, and he knew that he could show her a good time.

A few seconds later he felt a hand on his shoulder, before he was spun around, coming face to face with an equally hot blonde, although she didn't look too happy.

"She said no" the blonde said, in a low growl

"And who the hell are you, her bodyguard?" he asked. This night just gets better and better he thought to himself. What he wouldn't like to do with these two.

"Yeah I am, and that body's all mine. Now fuck off" the blonde replied, her voice clipped as she glared at him before slipping her arm around the redhead's waist.

Allie was fuming, jumped up little shit hitting on her girl. But the second she felt Bea lean back into her, her anger slipped away, replaced by a sense of calm. Turning her head to make sure he had got the message, she heard him mumbling something about "fucking dykes" before disappearing of into the crowd.

Turning back to her girlfriend, who was placing her order, she wrapped her other arm around her waist, holding her tight. "You ok baby?" She asked resting her chin on the older woman's shoulder

"I am now my bodyguard's here to protect me" Bea replied, kissing her quickly before turning back to face the bar.

After paying for the drinks, they took them back to the table, Allie slipping into the booth beside her girlfriend and practically sitting in her lap. Resting her head on the older woman's shoulder again she sipped her water, hoping it would clear her head a little. Feeling everyone's eyes on her as she handed the shots out, Bea looked over to Boomer, who was smirking at her, phone in hand, before she burst out laughing, Franky, Bridget and Maxine quickly joining in. Luckily Debbie and Shayne were on the dance floor, and were completely oblivious to what was going on.

"Long queue at the bar was there Red, or did you take a little detour?" Franky asked, raising her eyebrow at the couple

"It's really busy, we were waiting ages"

"So you didn't get distracted trying to get into Novak's pants then? Oh no, my mistake, she was in yours, wasn't she. That's right isn't it blondie? I've got to give it to Boom's, turns out that she's quite the photographer" Franky replied, smirking as Bea leapt across the table, grabbing the phone out of Boomer's hand before frantically searching through the photos taken that night, finding nothing but a few dodgy selfies and a blurry image of the toilet wall.

"What the fuck…" the redhead mumbled as she scrolled through Boomers phone again, looking for any incriminating pictures and finding none

"Too fucking easy" Boomer replied, laughing when Bea flipped her the finger

"We don't need photos anyway Red, that hickey's proof enough" Franky added, laughing as Bea blushed, burying her head in Allie's shoulder.

The conversation finally veered off in a different direction, much to Bea's relief, although she couldn't help but blush every time Franky looked her way, the signature smirk on her face.

Bea's fingers trailing up and down her thigh were making the butterflies in her stomach go into overdrive, and she wanted to feel her girlfriend's toned body pressed against her. Placing the bottle down on the table, Allie scooted out of the booth, pulling the redhead along with her before leading her over to the dance floor. Wrapping her arms around the older woman's neck, she pulled her in closer, their bodies pressed tight against each other.

Slipping her arms around Allie's waist, Bea ran her fingers up and down the blonde's back. Feeling the younger woman's heart beating against her chest, she leaned in closer, kissing her softly. The second Allie felt her girlfriend's lips on hers, everyone around them disappeared into the background. It was as though they were the only ones in the room. Running her fingers over the older woman's soft undercut, she deepened the kiss, her heart beating out of her chest as she felt Bea's hands on her arse.

Pulling back slightly, Allie smiled at her girlfriend as both of them got their breath back. Looking into the older woman's deep brown eyes, she tucked a stray curl behind her ear before leaning back in, her lips ghosting over her ear. "Please…"

"Please what baby? What can I do?" Bea asked, kissing her girlfriend on the forehead

"Take me home, I need you"

Grabbing the blonde's hand, she led her across the room. Tracking down Debbie, who was wrapped around Shayne on the dance floor, Bea told her they were heading off, and to call if they needed anything. She didn't like the thought of leaving her daughter, but she was an adult now, and knew that Shayne would keep her safe. Stopping at the booth, they let their friends know they were heading off, earning a few cat calls from Franky and Boomer, no that either of them cared at this point. Taking Allie's hand in hers again, Bea led them through the busy club and out into the street, hoping they wouldn't have to wait too long for a taxi.

Thank you, as always, for all the support and feedback, and happy WCW. Still can't believe I'm going to meet mine in just over two weeks! :)