Thought I'd stick in an update seeing as I'm off to Edinburgh for New Year and don't know when I'll be able to update!
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"Diane, I am SO sorry…I don't know what happened to me. You have my bed, I'll have the sofa."
"It's ok Jo…" soothed Diane, gently stroking Jo's back, "Don't rush moving Tess' stuff. It's important. And besides, we're not children. We can share a bed. Can't we? It's nothing. Besides, I can't have you alone in this state..."
Diane gasped silently. That was fairly…forward. Suggesting sharing a bed with a woman she'd known for all of 3 hours…Not that it meant anything. Of course not.She shook her head vehemently.
"Erm, what?" asked Jo.
"What?"
"You were shaking your head…"
"Oh," blushed Diane, "It's…nothing!"
Jo raised an eyebrow quizzically but shrugged and pulled back from Diane's embrace, resting her hands on the other woman's waist.
"Thanks, Diane. It's not been easy…And, in all honesty, I'm not really the sort of person who makes friends…"
Diane smiled sadly.
"Well, even if bringing me home wasn't strictly professional, you have me. Ok?"
Jo nodded and turned away.
"Jo?" asked Diane, worried.
"I'm fine…" said Jo, "Just…"
"What?"
"I…don't do people being nice to me…" she turned around and wiped the tears from her eyes, "Look, I'm sorry, I'm being pathetic."
"Jo, your girlfriend died a few weeks before Christmas. It's ok to be upset…"
"Yeah, I know…but not in front of visitors…"
Diane shook her head and smiled at the other woman.
"It's fine! Don't count me as a visitor…far too formal, anyway."
Jo smiled.
"Right, let's stop with the emotional stuff, shall we? It doesn't suit me."
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Diane came back into the sitting room holding a bottle of champagne and two glasses. She handed one to Jo and put the other on the coffee table.
"Can you open this?" she laughed a minute later, realising she had no hope.
Jo took the bottle from her and pushed it open, pouring a stream of liquid into each of the glasses. She handed Diane's back to her and looked at the clock.
"Not long now…it's 11:50 ish."
Jo switched on the TV.
"Right, we can count it in with the television and the rest of the world…" she grinned.
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"5, 4, 3, 2, 1…Happy New Year Diane!" said Jo softly, and leant in to kiss Diane on the cheek.
Their lips clashed. And stayed there just a second longer than they should have.
"I…I'm sorry…" said Jo hurriedly, "That was honestly not meant to happen. I mean…yeah, I may be gay, but…not…"
Diane got her breath back and looked Jo in the eye.
"It's fine. Honestly. Was that what you wanted?"
Jo looked puzzled. Diane honestly didn't mind. She nodded.
"But…I was never going to do anything about it…you're straight. That's not fair."
Diane paused and then slowly smiled.
"I believe you. But maybe it's what I want too…"