Bianca and Kendall sat at a long picnic bench on the south lawn of the resort. Eye shadows, lip liners, blushes and nail polishes covered the entire wooden top.
"Ladies, these amazing cosmetics in front of you have been ever so graciously donated by Erica Kane and her family. We're fortunate enough to have them staying with us here at the Martin Resort." Bianca suppressed an eye roll, while Kendall was all to happy to bask in the ohhs and ahhs of the women surrounding them. A chord of familiarity stuck Bianca as she realized who their host was for the impromptu ass kissing of her business tycoon mother. The soft southern twang was unmistakable. Turning away from the eager ladies wanting the latest dirt on Erica Kane's exploits, Bianca confirmed her earlier assessment. Babe looked less than thrilled to be stuck with the group of mostly middle aged housewives, busying herself by packing up leftover Enchantment lipsticks.
Bianca couldn't help but notice the sadness radiating from her eyes. Bubbly and personable on the outside, she could easily see that Babe had a maelstrom of emotions running very close to the surface. She wondered just what could have brought such a melancholy mood over the seemingly happy young woman. Her curiosity getting the best of her, Bianca wondered if it had anything to do with Maggie. She hadn't been able to get the older woman off of her mind ever since their incredible dance the night before. Something completely captivated her, making her crave another encounter with the gorgeous blonde.
Bianca realized she wouldn't have to wait long when she saw Maggie sidle up next to Babe, a clipboard in her hand. Dressed in a tight black tank top and worn black jeans, sunglasses hiding those rich chocolate eyes that Bianca had practically melted into twelve hours earlier. Bianca watched as Maggie read over something on her clipboard, leaning in to whisper something in Babe's ear before pulling back with a small smile on her face. Leaning in closer once more, Bianca watched shamelessly as Maggie placed a quick kiss on Babe's cheek, pulling away to catch Bianca's eye for a moment, a slight smirk creeping along the corners of her lips.
"You're looking lovely this afternoon ladies." Maggie smiled charmingly at the assembled group of women, who still seemed far more interested in Enchantment's newest line of nail polish than anything Maggie was saying. Casting once last glance in Bianca's direction, Maggie headed off back up the hill.
Bianca's eyes lingered on Maggie's retreating figure, taking notice of just how well the girl could wear a pair of simple jeans. Her curiosity overcoming her introverted nature, Bianca turned her attention to Babe, trying to start up a conversation. "So I hear you were on Broadway? That's so amazing." Bianca internally cringed at how lame she realized she sounded.
Babe turned to meet her gaze, recognizing her from the previous night. Leveling her with a stare for a moment she then went back to packing up the cosmetics littering the table.
Bianca decided to try again, not really knowing why since it seemed Babe wasn't interested in sharing much of anything. "I really envy you." She knew that Babe probably thought she meant because of her experiences in New York, so she didn't elaborate. Sure, she did envy her. Because of Maggie. It was obvious Babe and Maggie had a strong bond with each other, and Bianca was rapidly becoming more and more enamored with her mysterious dance partner. She hated to admit it, but she was starting to develop quite the case of the green eyed monster syndrome. Envy was an understatement.
"I left home at sixteen, spent more nights than I can count begging for food on the streets of New York. Trust me, don't be envious." Slamming the makeup case shut, Babe turned away from Bianca and headed up the same hill Maggie had disappeared over minutes earlier. Bianca was momentarily shocked at the abrupt exit, standing there staring at Babe's back. She knew though that now she had at least a small piece of the puzzle.
