Shalimar sighed as she stood before her mirror still facing the same problem of indecision. She finally gave up and pulled out a pair of tight hip hugger jeans already bearing her black, jeweled belt and slipped them on. She reached into her shirt drawer and grabbed the first one she came across which was a white and blue t-shirt. She quickly pulled it over her head and walked out of her room.
She made her way down the hall and within a few seconds she reached Emma's room and stopped. She knocked on the psionics door and awaited her response. A few moments later Shalimar felt impatient and knocked again, this time with more force.
"Coming!" Emma yelled from the other side of the door. "Oh hey, Shal," Emma greeted with a bright smile. "Come on in."
"Thanks," the feral replied and stepped into the pink and black themed room. Emma closed the door behind her and turned back to Shalimar.
"Sorry I didn't hear you I was in the bathroom trying to decide how to wear my hair today," Emma informed.
"I'm sure it'll look great however you decide."
"Thanks."
Shalimar smiled and sat herself down on Emma's fluffy, pink bedspread. Emma turned and smiled sweetly at her.
"So what's up?" the psionic questioned.
"Might wanna ask Brennan that."
"What do you mean?"
Shalimar sighed before continuing.
"He kinda kissed me."
"Kissed you?"
"Yeah. Actually, it was a little more than kinda."
"Oh."
Emma walked over to sit beside Shalimar on the bed. She looked into the ferals eyes and Shalimar noticed how concerned she was.
"So are you two together?" Emma inquired.
"No."
Shalimar wondered if Emma's expression was concern for her friend or jealousy.
"But I think he made it clear he wants us to be."
"How do you feel about that?"
"I um, I'm not sure."
"Oh," Emma replied and tried not to look saddened by her words.
"So I was wondering if I could have that top I loaned you last week back. I wanted to wear it today."
"Ah, the power top," Emma said with a smile. She stood from the bed and began to search through her dresser drawer.
"Power top huh." Shalimar laughed.
"Well it is when you wear it."
Emma smiled knowingly at Shalimar and turned back to the drawer. Shalimar watched as the psionic searched her clothes. She couldn't help admire the visible skin her spaghetti string belly shirt revealed.
"Here it is," Emma said and removed the stunning gold top with see through veil. She handed the top to the grateful feral who smiled at the offering.
"Thanks."
Shalimar stood to her feet.
"I hope it still looks as good on me as it did on you."
Emma blushed at Shalimar's flattery.
"On a beautiful woman like you how could it not?"
Shalimar smiled and held back her blush. She leaned in to hug her psionic friend.
"Thanks."
"Anytime," Emma replied. She rubbed the feral's back as their embrace ended.
"I'll see you at breakfast."
Shalimar turned and headed for the door.
"Adam said he wanted to talk to us all in the lab this morning."
"Oh, well I guess I'll see you there then."
"Ok, bye."
Emma smiled a sweet goodbye as Shalimar exited the room.
Shalimar made her way back to her room to finish getting dressed. She closed her door and walked over to her bathroom before suddenly stopping in her tracks. She turned to face her bed and the grinning elemental lying on it, his arms crossed behind his head and his feet crossed over one another.
"Uh, hi, Brennan."
"Hey, girl, I missed you."
"Thanks but I'd like to finish getting dressed and all."
"I'd like to finish too."
Shalimar's senses and intuition informed her of his rising passion. He stepped from the bed and grinned as he walked towards her. She was surprised she didn't step away as he wrapped his arm around the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. He took the shirt she'd been holing and dropped it to the floor without a second glance. He took her hand in his and gently ran his fingers between hers. She wondered what she was doing, what she was letting happen. She knew she wanted it but at the same time was unsure if she wanted it to happen or not.
Before she could decide if she should give in or pull away she felt the familiar moistness of Brennan's lips upon her own. She felt their bodies drawing even closer and was unsure which of them was responsible. She pulled her hand free from his and trailed it up his chest to rest on his broad shoulder. She leaned into his passionate kiss as much as she could until the only thing between them was their thin clothing.
Brennan's free hand rested itself on the ferals tiny waist but soon became too impatient to remain there. He reached downward, stroking her thigh through her jeans before cupping her in his hand. She sighed at the contact and kissed him deeper to show her appreciation.
Shalimar lost sight of everything around her and was only brought back into reality when she heard a knock at her door. She didn't pull away from him at first until she heard her friend's soft, familiar voice and the squeaking of her door as it slightly opened.
"Hey, Shal, I almost forgot-"
Shalimar turned to see the shocked look on the psionics face as she stood in her doorway.
"Sorry," Emma said in a low, almost inaudible voice before quickly turning to leave.
Shalimar sighed and turned back to Brennan, keeping her gaze on his chest to avoid his eyes. She felt him leaning towards her lips again but this time pushed him back. She took a step away from him and met his eyes with her own.
"I can't do this now, Brennan."
"Why not? Because of Emma? We don't have to explain ourselves, Shal."
"This isn't even clear to me, Brennan." She sighed as she paused. "I'd like you to leave now."
"Don't be like that, Shal-"
"I'm serious."
The look on her face told him she wasn't in a joking mood. He stood still for a moment as if waiting for her to change her mind and ask him to stay but her eyes never flickered. She looked back at him seeing an almost sneer on his face. He shook his head in frustration and raised his hands as he stepped to the door.
"Whatever," was all he offered as he exited the room, clearly very frustrated with the ferals decision.
"What am I doing?" Shalimar asked herself. She bent down to pick up her top off the floor where Brennan had carelessly dropped it. She shook it off and removed her shirt and pulled the top over her head, adjusting it as she did so. She headed over and closed the door to her bedroom Brennan had neglected to shut behind him and made sure to lock it, something she never did, to ensure she'd have some privacy at last.
She headed over to her closet and began to look through her shoes rack. What was she thinking? Did she really want to date Brennan? She sighed as she felt a small headache coming on. Did she just want to have fun with the elemental or did she actually have feelings for him? Were those feelings love or simply lust? She knew she's always had a thing for him and never tried to deny that to herself. All those times she'd been bothered or made a fuss whenever he was with some other girl must've been for a reason. She liked him. She'd always liked him and been drawn to him. She realized the feral in her couldn't help it. Somewhere in her consciousness she knew though that she didn't want to be with him. She could handle the attraction and the feelings she had for him and still know he wasn't someone she could see herself with for the rest of her life. She didn't desire it either but she also couldn't ignore the need he'd stirred inside her this morning or the strong sense of desire she felt from him.
She lifted her black sneakers from the rack and slipped them on, double knotting the laces. She stood up and placed herself in front of her mirror. She looked herself over and headed into the bathroom to continue fixing herself up.
