A/N: Hello, let me introduce myself...I'm Marsupial and yes I know...I can only apologise for the wait. I never meant for it to be this long between updates.
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Disclaimer: skins isn't mine...and sorry about the sex scene in this chapter...you guys know I suck at them! Hahahahahaha! Oh, and if you find any errors or misspelled names or Manikins where you think Naomis should be, let me know because my phone autocorrects Naomi with Manikin for some fucking reason...
Chapter 10: Important Matters and Something Drastic
Sleep had been a fleeting visitor for both Naomi and Emily the night before, as they thought about all that had happened and everything that was said so, it wasn't a surprise to the rest of the crew that Emily and Naomi had trouble getting motivated.
Even with the massive amounts of coffee that Effy and Katie kept handing them, the girls struggled so at the end of the day, Naomi decided that Katie would redo the interview with Kenneth and Julia and her and Emily would head to their first joint appointment with the doctor.
They left earlier than planned so, Naomi suggested a late lunch which Emily agreed to, because let's face it, even though the thought of talking to someone about her issues made her feel ill, she knew she had to eat. That allowed them some time to mentally prepare for the appointment and talk.
"So, Emily..., oh, thank you." Naomi smiled at the young kid that brought them their food and took a bite of her sandwich. "What do you hope to get out of these appointments?"
Emily took her time chewing her food as she really thought about the question. "You know, I think I'd really like to be who I used to be. I know that's impossible and I get that, but still. And I'd like to be able to control my anxiety, I guess." She paused to take a drink, and then took a moment to look at Naomi, something she hadn't really done in the last week, and decided to be somewhat honest. "I'd like to not be afraid, and maybe, just maybe, I would like to be with you without fear of not being strong enough."
Naomi stopped eating to stare at her, shocked at the words that Emily said. "Whoa...," she felt stupid suddenly, as those words tried to crush her under the weight of them, but she refused to take the easy path. "I make you feel weak?" She finally choked out past her heart that had seemed to lodge itself in her throat. Emily didn't reply, choosing to give her a look that said 'duh!', and left it at that. They finished eating in silence and then left to make it to their appointment.
The doctor was in Chelsea, at Draycott Place and as the taxi pulled up, Emily couldn't help but admire the gothic style architecture of the maisonette. She could feel her heart beat at the beauty of the building, which had no doubt been turned into separate apartments and offices rather than the massive stately home it probably had been at one time.
She followed Naomi up the steps to the front door and Naomi reached out and rang the bell. It was opened a few seconds later by a young woman, looking no older than Naomi and Emily.
"Hello," she smiled at them, gesturing for them to come inside, "you must be Mary's five-thirty, yes?" Naomi and Emily agreed and felt slightly at ease as she continued to smile at them. "Excellent, I'm Jal, Mary's P.A., can I get you two anything? Coffee? Tea?"
They both opted for tea and took a seat in the waiting area.
"Naomi? Emily?" Mary Miles stood just inside the room, smiling at them. "Right on time, how lovely. If you'll follow me, Jal will bring tea."
Naomi looked to Emily as Mary turned to make her way into her office. "What's the worst that could come out of this?" She asked the redhead, as she stood up to follow and almost missed the answer.
"I could find out I'm completely mental and be sectioned straight away." Emily mumbled, then blushed as she caught the glare Naomi gave her, and silently followed.
"Please, have a seat." Mary ushered them into a room that she held couples therapy in. She gestured to the furniture, a sofa and a couple of chairs, indicating that they should sit wherever they felt comfortable, and smiled as both Emily and Naomi sat down on the sofa. "So, I'm going to tell you both a little about myself before we get into anything heavy, alright?"
"Okay." Naomi said with a shrug, as Emily nodded.
A soft knock on the door interrupted them and Jal entered, rolling a tea trolley. "Tea." The young woman said simply. "Cream, sugar, honey and biscuits as well." She pointed out the items on the trolley with a smile and left as quietly as she came in.
Mary smiled at Naomi and Emily as they fixed their tea. "As I said before, I'm Dr Mary Miles. I'm a trained and licensed therapist, with degrees from Manchester, Oxford and Cambridge."
"Very impressive."
Mary smiled at Naomi, who had been the one to comment, and reached over to the table next to her and grabbed her notepad. "Almost as impressive as your CVs, I would imagine. So, Ms Stonem contacted me last night and explained the situation, but I'd like to get your views on it."
Emily had been silent since she stepped into the room, but she had a niggling feeling. "How do you know Ef- I mean…Ms Stonem?" She asked, suspiciously, always looking for the negative in everything and set her untouched tea on the coffee table in front of her.
Mary cocked her head at the question, not the least put out by it, merely curious at the way Emily's eyes narrowed and how she stiffened up as she sat there. "Oh, that's easy, love. My husband, Graham owns Miles and Sons, one of the companies considered for the show. Ms Stonem is very thorough when she does a background check."
"Sorry." Emily mumbled, afraid she had taken the job of someone more deserving.
Mary waved her off. "Think nothing of it, dear. Graham and Chris only agreed to try out for fun. It was a dare, you see? One of his mates round the pub put him up to it, that's all." She explained in amusement. "My husband had never been more relieved to lose anything in his life. Trust me, there's no hard feelings here, love."
Naomi watched the exchange between Emily and the doctor and noticed when Emily started to shake. "Maybe we should get started?" She placed a comforting hand on Emily's knee, trying to convey to her that there was nothing to fear.
"Excellent idea, Naomi." Mary stated cheerfully, taking the reading glasses that had been perched atop her and putting them on. "So, according to Ms Stonem, there was an altercation on the job site, is that correct?"
Naomi and Emily both answered in the affirmative, with Emily squirming in her seat and Naomi moved her hand from Emily's knee up to her arm, to calm her down.
Mary watched the exchange between and choose to lay out everything she knew. "Ms Stonem also tells me that the two of you have developed a…," she paused searching for the most delicate way to approach the subject, "…relationship, of sorts. Is that right?"
Naomi watched as Emily's faced turned red and groaned out loud. "I wish she hadn't of done that, but whatever." Naomi spoke harshly, knowing it wasn't the doctor's fault for any of this. "Look, we met during the initial interview for the show, one thing led to another. It's that simple."
Mary scribbled notes down, but then looked pointedly at Naomi. "But it's not that simple, is it?" She stated, indicating the constant comfort that Naomi unknowingly provided the smaller woman, as she tried to sink further into the sofa.
Emily looked down to where Naomi's hand still rested on her arm and sighed deeply. "No, it's not simple at all, but I think the point of Naomi and I being here today is because of what happened, yes?" She was tired, and it showed in her voice. "I had a panic attack. A bad one."
Mary smirked, hearing the defensiveness of the redhead and applauding her silently for it, but she also knew that she was going to have her work cut out for her. "Let's talk about what caused yesterday's altercation, shall we? And then I will go over some exercises that you both can do to try and work through anymore problems, okay?"
Both girls nodded, and Mary became serious, asking question after question and Emily and Naomi answered. Things were progressing quite nicely until the subjects of Felicity and Georgina were brought up.
"So, what brought on the panic attack? Was it the added pressure of having had Georgina around for the weekend?" The doctor asked, as she was running back through her notes and didn't notice Emily tensing up or the way Naomi squirmed when the subject was brought up. Mary looked at them when she received no answer. "Well?"
"I lost my temper." Naomi stated simply, as if that would explain it all.
Mary nodded her head, as she jotted that info down. "Right. Does that happen a lot?"
"I was angry, and I figured Emily was pulling an attitude…," Naomi trailed off, glancing over at the redhead, "I thought she was being unprofessional and I pushed her too hard. I didn't know what a panic attack looked like, so I didn't understand what was happening."
"So, do you understand now?" Mary asked her.
"It wasn't her fault." Emily spoke up, aware that she needed to be more involved.
"So, explain to me what happened and don't gloss over the rough bits, those are the bits I enjoy." Mary stated with a smirk and Naomi choked back a chuckle as Emily rolled her eyes. "Tell me about Felicity, because I can tell by your body language that she's a problem for you still. You can't even say her name without looking around, as if she's about to pop up."
Emily bowed her head, as fear and shame and anger warred within her, but Mary kept going.
"Emily, I need for you to understand that this," Mary gestured around the room, "is safe space for you. I want you to be able to come in here and not have to look over your shoulder, waiting for the bogeyman to come get you, okay?"
Emily nodded and spent the next hour telling the doctor everything. Naomi stayed silent because she had heard it all the night before and she didn't feel as if it was her place to say anything. But she did make sure to keep some sort of contact with Emily, whether it be a light touch of her hand or shifting in her seat so that their knees brushed together, Naomi always made sure that Emily knew she was there for her.
When Emily was finished, she was crying silent tears and Mary stopped writing to look at her new patient. There was something about the young girl that moved her, and whilst she had dealt with patients that suffered this very thing before, there was something about Emily Fitch that made her heart break just a little bit.
Naomi wrapped her arm around Emily's shoulders and pulled her close. "It's alright, Ems…," she comforted the redhead quietly, as Mary looked on.
The doctor suddenly felt as if she was intruding on a private moment, something that hadn't happen since University, and she cleared her throat to gain their attention. "Thank you, Emily, for telling me everything." Mary scooted forward to the edge of her seat, making sure to keep eye contact with the girl. "I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume you don't talk about that time in your life much, am I correct?"
"Y-yes."
"Alright, that's something that you and I will work on. In the meantime," Mary said, sitting back in her chair and gave the girls a few seconds to compose themselves, "I'm going to give you both a set of exercises to aid you whilst you continue working together."
Mary passed each of them a worksheet. "Naomi, these are a list of signs to watch out for, to know when Emily might be at her stress point. You'll need to understand the difference between a panic attack and a regular fit."
Naomi rolled her eyes at that but nodded and started looking over the sheet.
"This one is for you, love." Mary said gently, handing Emily her list. "As you see, yours is a bit longer than Naomi's, but you need to realise when an attack is coming on, what you can do before it gets that far and how to control it."
They sat quietly for a few moments, going over the sheets that the doctor had given them and thought that they had gotten through the first appointment relatively unscathed, until Mary drew their attention to her once more.
"Alright, girls…," Mary looked between them and smiled, "who wants to tell me what's to be done with Georgina?"
Emily groaned loudly, as Naomi clenched her jaw together, both looking angry when Emily's current girlfriend was brought up again.
"She's a stressor for you, a major one, so you need to cut it out of your life, Emily. You need to decide what it is you want, don't you think?" Mary pointed out the obvious. "I know why you started dating her, because she was a safe option after Felicity," she paused as she watched Emily flinch, "and you need to get over that as well."
"Get over what?" Emily asked, trying to sound nonchalant, but only made herself sound more scared.
Mary shook her head as Naomi watched silently. "You need to stop giving Felicity any power over you. She's out of your life and can't hurt you anymore unless you keep giving her the power to do so. You need to learn how to take that power back."
Emily stayed silent, unsure of how to do what the doctor was asking her to do, but she was right. Felicity still had all the power and Emily hated it.
Mary gave them a couple more exercises before calling an end to the appointment. "Alright girls, I think we've had a first good session. Emily, I'm going to schedule your solo appointments for three times a week. Naomi, I'll want to see both of you twice a week, every Monday and Thursday."
"Why do you need so many appointments with Emily?" Naomi asked, concerned for her little redhead. "That's her here every day of the week practically."
"Don't worry, Naomi. It's only to start out with," Mary said with a smile, which Naomi and Emily both found odd, "she needs to take stock of her life and where she's at and have a chance to heal herself-,"
"I'm still here, ya know." Emily growled out, embarrassed to be talked about. Mary looked contrite and Naomi had the good grace to look sheepish.
"You're absolutely correct, Emily," Mary said as she stood, reaching for the phone on her desk, "my apologies for that. I'll have Jal set up your schedules before you leave." She explained before she spoke into the handset.
After a few more minutes, Jal stepped back into the room carrying a couple of folders and smiled as she handed them to the girls whilst Mary walked them both out to the main hallway. She said goodnight and watched as Naomi and Emily stepped out into the night.
"It looks like you've got your work cut out with that one." Jal said as she stepped up beside Mary.
"Be nice." Mary mumbled as she watched the girls walk down the pavement and turn the corner. "She's had a few hard years. Years that she hasn't dealt with properly, love."
"I'm sure you'll be able to help her." Jal replied with a smile. "I'm headed out. Chris is meeting me for a late dinner."
Mary chuckled as her daughter-in-law gathered her jacket and purse. "What a positively modern married couple you two are." She quipped, as Jal blushed.
"Oi, like Graham doesn't have plans for you later." Jal teased back, knowing that her in-laws did have a date planned for later as well. "See you tomorrow."
"Night, Love."
Mary went back into her office and sat behind her desk, going over her notes and started writing up her case file. She had never had a case exactly like Emily Fitch's, sure she'd had domestic violence cases before, but never one that involved two females. It made Mary extremely sad and angry that a woman had this much hate to do something so vile to another woman.
She shook her head as she finished writing up her notes and filed them away. Her last thought of the day, as she left to go meet her husband, was that she hoped she'd be able to help Emily.
Emily woke up feeling refreshed and relaxed. It was an unusual feeling, one she hadn't had in a long while, and she smiled.
"Good morning." Naomi's voice floated quietly in the room and Emily tensed slightly, before she understood the reason for her current feeling, as the arm around her waist tightened just a bit.
After they left their appointment the night before, Naomi invited her back to her place for a drink. They spent a couple hours talking at first about nothing then Gina came home and decided that they needed to eat.
"So, how did the therapy go?" Gina asked as she sat down after preparing dinner and making sure that both girls had a decent amount of food.
Naomi picked up her wine glass and took a sip, severely tempted to tell her mum to mind her own business, but Emily spoke up and took the opportunity away from her.
"I think it went…okay?" Emily phrased it as a question and Gina gave her a look.
"Are you asking me?" Gina smiled, the need to comfort the small girl was always there, had been from the first moment she met the twins.
Emily giggled and shook her head, the wine she'd had before Gina arrived made the mood less serious. "No, no…it went well. It's just…,"
Gina cocked her head as Emily went silent. As if she was searching for the right words. "Just what?"
"Mum, don't pester her, please?" Naomi warned quietly.
"It's alright, Naoms." Emily said, placing her hand on top of Naomi's, "Unusual. It's weird. Well, to be honest to talk about it at all is hard, but to talk to a stranger, was unusual. But Doctor Miles was different, and she's right. This is something I need to work on, and not just because of the show."
Naomi sighed deeply. "Ems, I've already told you that the show isn't important," she chastised playfully, "you are, okay? You need to do this for you and no one else."
"Naomi's right, love." Gina concurred, taking a sip of wine. "So, I feel like I know everything about Katie, she's a lovely young lady, isn't she?"
Emily laughed, as Naomi rolled her eyes, when Gina took pity on her and changed the subject.
They had spent the rest of dinner and a few hours more listening to Emily talk about her childhood. How they lost her mum and going to work and growing up on job sites, how she and Katie travelled the world volunteering.
Emily had found it easy to talk to both of them and allowed Gina and Naomi both to offer her comfort. It was something she'd always had trouble doing, but with them it was so easy because they were sincere with it.
Gina had finally called an end to the evening, claiming old age and how she couldn't keep up with the youngsters anymore, so Emily pulled out her mobile and prepared to call a taxi.
"Don't be silly, Ems." Naomi had said, grabbing her hand and lacing their fingers together. "Stay."
"What you thinking about?" Naomi had rolled over onto her side and watched Emily.
Emily smiled as she stared up at the ceiling. "I'm thinking they should've used some decorative molding up there." She replies in her most serious voice, nodding toward the plain ceiling. "Molding always increases the value of any property-, umph!"
Emily was cut off when she found herself struggling under Naomi's pillow, as the blonde whacked her playfully with it.
"You're such a geek, Ems." Naomi laughed as she rolled out of bed, and Emily started laughing with her.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself." Emily explained still laughing. Naomi looked at her and simply stared, until Emily became a bit nervous under her gaze. "What?"
Naomi shook her head. "Nothing, I just like seeing you like this."
"Like what?" Emily asked, confusion written on her face.
Naomi didn't respond right away. She pulled herself out of bed and blushed as she caught Emily openly staring at her body. They didn't have sex the night before, because Naomi didn't want their whole relationship to revolve around it, but she did end up stripping off the t-shirt and shorts she'd had on in the middle of the night after Emily fell asleep.
"Jesus, Ems...," Naomi reached for her robe and smirked at the redhead as she wrapped it around herself, "you look as if you've not seen me naked before."
Emily shook her head, trying to remember that she a twenty-seven-year-old woman and not a horny fifteen-year-old boy. "Um...," huskier than normal, "...yeah, s-sorry...,"
Naomi sat back on the bed and grabbed Emily's hand. "Don't do that. Don't say sorry for something like that, okay? I was only teasing so, relax." She leant in and placed a kiss on Emily's lips and smiled when she felt a response. "There, that's better. I love seeing you relaxed and happy."
It was Emily's turn to blush, as Naomi stood back up and headed toward the door. "Now, get up because we've gotta be at the site in an hour." Naomi informed her, before leaving the room to go make coffee.
She laid in bed for another minute or two and allowed herself to bask in the smell that screamed Naomi that came from the pillows. It made her feel cared for, being surrounded by Naomi's scent and Naomi's things and she suddenly didn't care one whit that it made her sound like a creepy stalker.
Emily giggled as she got up and followed the smell of fresh coffee. "You got anything to eat?"
Naomi smiled as slid a cup toward Emily and then she opened the fridge, taking stock of what she had. "Not a damn thing." She said, closing the door. "Mum and I were planning to go shopping this evening."
"I'm starving, so how about we get ready to go and stop to grab something on the way?" Emily sat at the counter with her coffee, looking at the blonde expectantly.
"Sure, we can." Naomi took a sip from her own cup before giving Emily a look. "Wanna save time on the showering?" She asked and turned toward the bathroom, leaving the redhead alone.
With her coffee paused halfway to her lips, Emily's eyes glazed over. It took the sound of the shower starting up to get her into motion as she trekked down the hallway to the bathroom. Naomi was already in the shower when Emily stepped into the room.
She had been in the bathroom a couple times before, but it never failed to amaze her. It was the spotlight of the whole apartment, with gleaming white tile and red accents. There were recessed lights everywhere, a linen cupboard in the wall and decent sized countertop with a wash basin set in it along one side of the shower cubicle and the loo on the other side.
But it was the shower that was the centrepiece. It was a six by four cubicle, with three of the walls done in that same white tiles with the red accents and the fourth wall was done in frosted glass that served as the door. Inside was a rainfall shower head, as well as two smaller shower heads on the sides. There were also eight jet heads set in the corners and a button that would activate them adding extra water to the shower experience.
Emily asked about the system once after she had seen it the first time and Naomi explained that she rarely used the extra shower heads, but the previous owner had four of the body spray jets converted, so instead of water, they dispensed body soap. He had also added in tiled benches, benches that Emily was now currently imagining doing dirty things on, but a sudden thought stopped her.
"Hurry up, Ems, we don't have much time." Naomi said from behind the frosted glass door, but Emily hesitated. Naomi stuck her head out and watched her for a second. "What's wrong, Ems?"
"W-what...your mum...won't she-,"
"Mum's been gone for about an hour. She's an early riser and goes to a diner down the street every day to have breakfast." Naomi explained. "She doesn't like to bother me in the mornings so...,"
It was like the sound of a gunshot at the start of a race. Emily started undressing as fast as she could once she knew the older woman was gone. It's not that she didn't like Gina, on the contrary, she loved her. It had been such a short amount of time and she already adored Naomi's mum. No, this had nothing to do with liking her and everything to do with wanting to make Naomi scream in pleasure.
Emily stepped into the shower and allowed Naomi to pull her further into the cubicle, under the spray of water and kiss her deeply, moaning into the kiss. "Fuck, Naoms...," she said breaking away for a desperately needed breath of air.
Naomi reached down between Emily's thighs and felt how wet she already was, knowing that it had nothing to do with the water raining down on them. "Oh, we're going to, babes." She said as she turned them around, pushing Emily against the tiled wall and plunged two fingers into her waiting cunt and started out hard and fast.
Emily held on to Naomi as she plunged her fingers in and out, quick and steady, bringing her to the point of no return faster than Emily had ever reached it before. "Oooh...fuuuuck...I'm gonna...Jesus!" Emily felt her pussy clench and her knees were going weak as Naomi put her thumb on her aching clit and started rubbing it in circles across the swollen bundle of nerves, pushing her thigh between Emily's legs to help add pressure, and she had no choice but to ride it out or rather, ride Naomi and she started thrusting. "Oh my god...oh my god...shit!"
Naomi felt the muscles in her arm start to cramp, but she'd be damned if she was going to stop anytime soon. Every time she had looked at Emily, she couldn't help but want her and after the last couple of days, Naomi was very determined to have her.
"Jesus, Emily...you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life." She stated in between kisses and nibbles along Emily slim neck. She pulled away and looked at Emily's face. Naomi knew the redhead was about to come, she could feel it, as Emily's cunt tightened around her fingers making it almost impossible to move them in and out, so Naomi added more pressure from her leg to help her along.
Emily was panting now, trying desperately to grab lungsful of air, as she ground against Naomi's hand and leg. She knew talking at this point would be useless, so she opened her eyes and found Naomi staring at her, pleading with her eyes to let go. "Naoms...please...," was all that she gasped out as Naomi pushed one final time against her clit.
Her orgasm hit hard and rocked her body as she arched away from the wall, and she gasped for air as she felt Naomi's fingers slowly bring her back down. After a few moments, Naomi pulled her fingers out and Emily finally calmed down enough to want to repay the favour.
She reached her hand up and curled it around the back of Naomi's neck, pulling her down for a breath-taking kiss, backing them up until Naomi's legs hit the tiled bench and she gasped in surprise, her eyes widening when she saw the almost feral look in Emily's eyes.
"I'm thinking...," Emily trailed off as she gently pushed Naomi down, her voice deeper than before, desire building up as she stared at Naomi's naked body, "that it might be your turn, don't ya think?"
Naomi didn't have time to respond as Emily dropped to her knees and spread her legs as wide as possible, the look of longing in her brown eyes as she came face to face with her dripping centre was enough to make Naomi forget her words. Words that she normally had no problem saying, but Emily had the power to erase them.
Emily leant forward, inhaling the sweet scent of Naomi and then allowed her tongue to trace a path through her slick folds, teasing the blonde just a bit before plunging as deep as she could into her.
Naomi moaned deeply, reaching out to grab a fistful of red hair, holding Emily in place, encouraging her to keep going, as if Emily had any intentions of stopping. Emily smiled against Naomi's soaked centre as she continued her thrusting, tasting every drop of sweetness.
"Jesus, Ems...that feels so good...," Naomi panted out, as her body started to undulate under the attention that Emily was giving her. She felt the burning of release in her cunt and it started to spread out from there when suddenly Emily's thrusting tongue had ceased its ministrations, causing her to whimper. "Nooo...," she cried out, opening her eyes to look down at Emily, "I was really enjoying that."
"I know," Emily said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, "but I think you're going to like this better." With that, she eased two fingers slowly into Naomi's hot pussy and allowed the blonde to get used to the feeling as they sat inside her entrance, then she dipped her head and captured Naomi's swollen clit between her lips. Once she had Naomi's full attention, she started to suck on the bundle of nerves and started stroking in and out at the same time.
Naomi's hips started bucking as she found a rhythm between Emily's mouth and fingers, and the two of them became linked in a cycle of heat and want and need. But it seemed to be more than that, Naomi thought, as Emily gently nipped and tugged at her clit with lips and teeth and curving her fingers just right to brush across her g-spot, pushing her closer to the edge that she had denied her moments earlier.
"Christ, Ems...I'm so...close, babes...," Naomi moaned loudly, allowing her head to tip back against the white tile and trying with all her strength to push herself hard against Emily's fingers, "please...just...oh god, just...,"
Emily gave Naomi's clit one last swipe of her tongue, before pulling back to look up at her. She reached her free hand up to caress Naomi's cheek. "Open your eyes, baby...look at me." She pleaded quietly, old insecurities flaring up as past lovers merged with her current lover and she needed to see Naomi's eyes, needed to know what she was feeling.
It was hard, but Naomi opened her eyes and looked down at Emily, knowing that her heart was on the verge of falling deeper than it already had. She saw something when she looked into those soft brown eyes, something Naomi had never seen before, a look of confusion? A look that asked a question? She was trying to figure out the look coming from those brown eyes when Emily spoke again.
"Come for me, Naoms, j-just…let go for me." She spoke just as quietly as before but knew the blonde had heard her.
Emily seemed shy suddenly, but Naomi didn't have the time to process it as her orgasm hit her full force at Emily's request. "Jesus...fucking...Ems...," Naomi's voice was drawn out as wave after wave of pleasure erupted throughout her body, causing it to spasm almost uncontrollably and Naomi had to reach out for something to hold on to, which turned out to be Emily. "Oh god, oh god...," she gasped out, all whilst Emily's fingers kept their rhythm going, "oh god!"
Naomi slumped forward, leaning her forehead on Emily's shoulder, trying to catch her breath when Emily wrapped her arm around Naomi's waist and placed a kiss on her temple as she finally pulled her fingers out of Naomi's cunt, causing bursts of pleasure to course through her.
"Fuck me, I think I need a minute." Naomi said as she sat back against the wall again, a smile on her face and a glazed over look in her eyes.
Emily took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the woman in front of her. She had never met anyone like her and that was an entirely good thing. Emily knew she had reasons for being scared, but Naomi had never been anything but gentle and sweet, even when she was angry when she was sideswiped by Georgina, Naomi had never given Emily a reason to be scared. At least, not about her physical well-being. No, the only thing about Naomi that Emily feared, was how easy it had been to lose her heart to the blonde.
"I'm pretty sure we don't have time for breakfast now." Naomi quipped, running her hands through Emily's hair, because she was still on her knees in front of her and she could.
"It was totally worth it." Emily stated, finally getting up off her knees to sit next to Naomi on the bench. "But we really should finish showering and head to the site."
Naomi laughed, because how could she think of work during this life altering moment. "Oh, Ems...," she sighed and stood up, reaching out for Emily's hand, "I love that you're so serious all of a sudden. But you're right," Naomi kept talking as she walked them back over to the shower heads and twirled them around, so they were both under the rainfall shower, reaching over to hit a button, "time to get all squeaky clean, yeah?"
Emily let out a squeak, surprised as the body jets came to life, and Naomi started to lather her up as the soap hit them. It quickly turned into an exquisite game of seeing how far they could push each other toward arousal, whilst trying to get clean. Naomi and Emily giggled and laughed as they continued to touch each other, until the water started to lose its heat.
They managed to get dressed after that without further incident, noticing that they were well late, and rushed out the door. Naomi felt bad as Emily's stomach growled loudly in the car, so she stopped and picked up something for her and realising they were going to be late, ordered food for the whole crew to be delivered later.
It was all very couple-ish, Naomi thought as she walked back to the redhead and handed her a bacon butty and a large coffee. She received a smile that lit up the car, a kiss that almost took her breath away and a "thanks, babes!" for the effort. Naomi was feeling pretty good at the moment, wondering how she could make sure it stays this way for a long time.
They pulled into the site to be greeted by Effy and Katie, and whilst Effy wouldn't say anything, Katie had no such filter.
"What the actual fuck!" She asked, hands on her hips and looking fit to be tied. "You show up almost an hour late and you're fucking smiling? At least have the decency to look ashamed!"
Emily ducked her head as her face turned red when some of the crew stopped to stare, but Naomi wouldn't allow it. "Hold on there, Katiekins!" Naomi called out, making her way over to Katie and Effy, smile still in place as she cocked her head, sizing up the older twin. "Wouldn't you smile if you'd just had the best sex in your life?" She asked, keeping her voice low so as not to give the crew anything else to gossip about, satisfied when Katie's cheeks turned red and Effy sniggered loudly.
Effy rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I thought we decided to keep it in your knickers, Campbell." She strode off toward Thomas and JJ, leaving the drama behind her.
Naomi chuckled as Effy left her, Emily and Katie alone. "Look, I'm sorry we're late, okay? But we're here now and we should get to work." She said to the twins, watching Emily closely and relaxed when she saw a small smile on the redhead's face, before she turned and walked over to Cook.
Katie was still fighting the embarrassment as Naomi waited. "Jesus fuck, Naomi!" The older twin muttered.
"I'm sorry for that, I truly am, but I'm not sorry for being late. I can't be." Naomi said seriously this time.
"You do know she still has a girlfriend, right? And unless something drastic happens, that ain't changing anytime soon." A look flashed briefly through Naomi's eyes, but passed quickly, a look Katie filed away for the moment as Naomi seemed to be choosing her words carefully.
"I'm really hoping to be something drastic, Katie." Naomi finally replied, but then sighed deeply. "I don't know why I'm telling you this, probably because I can't really say anything to Ems, not yet anyways, but I like her, more than a lot...and I want to, I don't know, be someone she can turn to and count on."
"Why does it even matter to you, Naomi? I've heard all about your reputation, so why play with my sister like this?" Katie needed to know, she realised with a punch to her gut, if Naomi was messing Emily about.
"A reputation is a mask, Katie!" Naomi huffed, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I've been with other girls, women, hell, I've even been with a few guys, but that doesn't make me a bad person. I care a lot about Emily, okay? I care about her a lot so, I'm trying...," she saw Katie roll her eyes this time, "I am, trying to be what Emily needs me to be."
Katie looked to be in deep thought mode, eyeing Naomi up. "I don't know, Nai...," she sighed deeply, "I see Emily getting hurt-," she held up her hand as Naomi started to disagree, "I'm not saying that you're going to hurt her intentionally, what I mean is, Emily has a skill for brushing important matters to the side and not dealing with them properly. You are turning into an important matter, Naomi. Surely, even you can see that, right?"
"I'm really hoping therapy will help before that happens, Katie." Naomi replied shakily, after giving herself a few seconds. "Can I ask a favour?"
"Maybe, what is it?"
"Can you just not...tease her about it?" Naomi asked, feeling the need to beg, but holding back. "I don't want her thinking that what's between us should be a dirty secret, yeah? I doubt that's helpful for her self-confidence, do you?"
Katie sighed again, but then giggled, because she understood why Naomi was asking. "Fine, whatever...just...be on time next time!"
Katie turned and sauntered away, leaving Naomi alone. "I'll try my best!" She shouted to the older twin across the work site, earning a one finger salute. "Although, it's kinda hard to resist her." She muttered to herself as she walked over to find JJ and Thomo.
"Hello. You must be Rob Fitch." Effy greeted Katie and Emily's dad as he stepped out of his truck. "It's so nice to finally meet you."
"From the sound of your voice, you've got to be Effy, right?" Rob shook her outstretched hand, smiling at her.
Effy smiled back. "You'd be correct. I've read your bio, Mr Fitch and I must say, it's very impressive what you've built."
Katie watched from the side of the work site as Effy charmed the pants off her father, she sniggered to herself as his cheeks turned pink.
"You'd think Dad had never talked with a pretty girl before." Emily said quietly as she and Naomi came up behind her.
Katie laughed. "I know, right? Like, that's the third time he's blushed since he stepped foot on site."
"Effy has a skill, that's what's made her very good at her job." Naomi added, as she took in the imposing figure of Rob Fitch. This was the father of the girl she was sleeping with and was quite possibly more than a little in love with. "It's something she's had to work hard to hone, being one of few women in the field she's in."
"Hmm, maybe we should go save him from embarrassing himself?" Emily asked, causing both Katie and Naomi to laugh.
They made their way over to Rob and Effy and he turned, smiling big and white. "My girls!" He shouted as he threw his massive arms around Katie and Emily, squeezing them tight. "I've missed you guys."
"I've missed you too, Dad." Katie said, pulling away allowing Emily the comfort of his hug, as she turned into him and held on tightly.
"What's wrong, love?" Rob asked quietly, feeling the tension in Emily's body. When he didn't get a response, he looked up at Katie but only received a head shake. "C'mon, Emsy...let's go for a quick drive, go get some coffee, yeah?"
"It's okay, Ems...we can push the meeting until you get back." Naomi told her, when Emily looked over at the rest of them. "Can I get a-,"
"Large coffee, two sugars and cream. Yeah, anyone else?" Emily asked, feeling the heat in her cheeks when she pointed out that she knew by heart Naomi's coffee order.
With drink orders in hand, Rob and Emily left to find a café. It was silent for a few minutes then Rob broke the ice.
"Did you have a panic attack, Emsy?"
"Yeah...," Emily replied, looking out the side window, ashamed to look him in the eye.
"I thought things were better, love?"
"I thought so too, but...," she took a deep breath before continuing, "there's something I have to tell you...but...would it be okay if, could it wait till we got back? I'd like Katie there when I tell you."
Rob felt his stomach drop and his jaw clenched. "Has Georgina done some-, has she hurt you?" His voice was hard, but he couldn't stand the thought of anyone else hurting his baby girl.
Emily shook her head quickly. "No...it's not Georgina. The café is just up here, Dad."
Rob pulled up in front of a quaint looking café and he put the truck in park, then turned to her, taking her hands in his. "I won't stand for it again, Emsy. The last time with Felicity...," he growled out the name, but kept going, "I thought I was gonna lose you, kid. I won't have it again, yeah?"
Emily wiped away a tear and realised how much she had missed him. "I know, Dad...and you'll be happy to know that I've started seeing a therapist. But there's more to it and I'd really like to wait."
Rob gave the request some thought, before leaning in to kiss her on the forehead. "We can wait, love. Let's get the coffees and head back, yeah?"
"So, Rob, what do think so far?"
Naomi stood at the head of the table they had set up in the main crew trailer, going over the first completed house and the current project. He had met the family and filmed some scenes with Emily and waited patiently for Katie to return from an errand she had to run.
"I knew my girls would be able to handle everything." Rob said with a smile. "Are we sure I even need to be here?"
Naomi and Effy laughed with him, as Emily blushed, but smiled. "Dad, we've been over this...,"
"I know, love, I'm just messing."
"It looks good on camera, Rob." Effy said, drawing his attention. "Families helping families. That's what we what this to be about."
"I'm all for that, love." Rob stated proudly. "Listen, I'm proud of what you're all doing. I've always taught my girls to help those less fortunate and I'm happy to see that they're continuing to do so."
Naomi had been watching Rob, trying to get a good read on him. She knew that if she wanted any kind of future with Emily, she would need him on her side. "Your girls are wonderful, talented women, Rob. It's been a pleasure working with them and hope to keep working with them. Emily and I were talking about taking the show abroad once this series is done."
"Oh really?" Effy asked, with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "Whilst the idea is a good one, let's get this first series finished and then we'll talk about it."
Rob laughed at that. He enjoyed being around Effy and Naomi. He liked the idea of his daughters having more friends, especially female friends. He always wondered if he did the right thing, raising them on job sites and hanging with his crew. And seeing Emily with the two of them made him feel better, because he hadn't seen Emily smile like she'd been doing since before she met Felicity.
"Alright, yeah...I get it." Naomi mumbled, causing him to laugh louder. "All I'm saying is, I can see this going on, okay?" She quickly defended herself but caught Emily's smirk and knew she was outnumbered. "Whatever."
At that moment, Katie stepped into the trailer, followed by Gina. They had heard the laughter from inside and wondered what was going on.
"What's going on in here?" Katie asked, taking a seat between her dad and Emily. She saw Naomi roll her eyes and smiled. "Wait a minute? Is it pick on Naomi hour? Because if it is, I've got something to add about showers-,"
Katie didn't get to finish because Emily had covered her mouth with her hand to stop her from talking. Leave it to Katie to bring up Emily's sex life. "How about we don't, yeah?"
Katie glared at Emily, who was glaring right back at her. It was a twin showdown and they both knew they had the attention of everyone else in the room, but neither one was willing to back down, until Katie locked eyes on Naomi and saw the pleading look on her face.
Their conversation from earlier echoed in her head and Katie finally relented. "Whatever." She muttered from behind Emily's hand.
"Yeah?" Emily asked as she removed her hand, unused to Katie giving in so quickly.
Katie nodded. "Yes. I'm sorry, okay?" She replied and then turned to everyone else. "So, what's the plan?"
Rob noticed the exchange between Naomi and Katie, then he saw the shock on Emily's face and decided to broach the subject that his youngest daughter wanted to talk about but was obviously afraid of.
"Well, how about you tell me your secret now and about the panic attack, Emsy?" Rob asked quietly. "It's obviously important or you wouldn't have said anything."
Gina had been silent since she sat down, mostly because her and Katie had run all over London earlier and the exhaustion was setting in. But she watched as Emily shifted uncomfortably and felt a pang of sadness for her. She knew how hard Emily was finding all of this, especially after the attack the other day and having to see a therapist, so she could imagine how hard this would be now and decided to ease her fears a little.
"Naomi? Why don't we leave them and let Emily have a bit of privacy?" Gina suggested and started to stand, hen Emily interjected.
"No!" It came out nervously and Emily felt extremely embarrassed at the outburst and she shot a glance at Naomi. "I-I mean...I don't mind if...you can stay."
Naomi nodded with a smile. "Just tell him, Ems."
Emily nodded, took a deep breath and began telling her father everything, from the internal abuse she had suffered at the hands of her ex, to the result of that damage and how she couldn't ever have children, telling him about the panic attack and what brought it on and the therapy sessions that she'd gone through and would continue to go to. Rob felt his heart break all over again as Emily told him the truth because he thought, naively he realised now, that she was better.
Emily finished and sat there nervously waiting for the anger that she had been expecting from her dad. The one thing she couldn't do was look him in the eye, so she kept her head down. As her heart beat furiously and the blood rushed through her ears, she concentrated on breathing in and out, so she didn't hear his chair scrape back.
"I'm going to hug you, Emsy." He said quietly as he knelt beside her. He knew by her body language that he needed to wait for her to acknowledge him, which she did with a small nod. He wrapped his arms around her and spoke with a shaky voice. "I love you very much. I'm angry, love, but I don't want you to think it's aimed at you, okay?" He told her pulling out of the hug, reaching out to caress her cheek, making sure she made eye contact with him. "I'm just going to step outside for a moment and clear my head, yeah? I'll be back."
Emily again nodded and watched him make his way out of the trailer. She waited until the door closed behind him before she let the tears fall. "He hates me." Emily stated dejectedly.
Gina scoffed loudly, drawing the attention of the four girls. "Now you're just being absolutely ridiculous, Emily Fitch!" She was sad and frustrated because she could see Rob's side of the situation.
"Mum!"
"Gina!"
Naomi and Effy chastised Gina at the same time, but Gina wasn't having it, aiming a look that silenced them both before turning back to Emily, glancing to Katie as well.
"He doesn't hate you, love, he's angry because he feels inadequate as a father." Gina said, gentle this time, but it was no less effective. "You've kept him in the dark throughout your whole ordeal at the hands of that woman and you're still keeping him in the dark."
Katie looked at Emily and knew Gina was telling the truth. "She's right, Emsy. You keep things from him and I know you think you're doing it for his own good, but it's not."
"I didn't wanna worry him with it." Emily could only reply, wiping at her her eyes.
"But he's done that anyway, hasn't he?" Gina pointed out and then stood up. "You've basically told him you don't trust him, Emily." She let that truth sink in, knowing that Emily understood now and turned, following Rob out of the trailer.
Rob hadn't cried like this since Jenna died, but he was so angry at himself and sad for Emily that he couldn't help it. He went to the back garden of the work site and let it all out. Over the years he had wished for his wife to be by his side and whilst he's always missed her, right at this moment, he was devastated without her.
"Oh, Jenna...," he whispered loudly, scrubbing his hands over his face with a sigh, "I've tried so hard to be a good dad, but I think I've failed, love."
"Nonsense! Kids keep the best secrets from their parents, it's a proven fact." Gina came up behind him and smiled when he jumped at the sound of her voice. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
Rob gave her a small smile, oddly not embarrassed at being caught. "It's alright. I just feel so useless when it comes to Emily."
Gina smiled at him. "I've felt the same way with Naomi." She told him, but then remembered that they hadn't really been properly introduced, because he looked confused. "I'm sorry, I'm Gina, Naomi's mum."
"Ah, yes. Katie did mention you'd been brought on board." He chuckled, thinking how Katie kept him informed. "She at least tells me things." He shook his head and sat on a pile of Sheetrock, gesturing to the spot next to him. "Have a seat, Gina. I'm Rob, as you know."
They sat in silence for a few moments, each of them thinking about their own pasts, deciding how much to share with one another. Gina was about to say something when Rob spoke first.
"I've often wondered over the years, if I raised them proper, ya know? Jenna, my late wife, well...her parents wanted to take the girls after Jenna passed away, but she made me promise to always take care of them. She knew that if I had the girls to focus on, I wouldn't be so sad, ya know?" He explained, feeling as if he was letting go of a heavy burden after all these years. "I've never told there girls that, didn't want them to think any different of their grandparents and all. But was the way I raised 'em good enough? Would Emily have put up with that girl for so long if her mum had been alive?"
Gina let him speak, but when he looked at her, it was like he expected an answer so, she gave him one. "Asking yourself those kinds of questions do you no good, Rob. The truth of it is, you'll never know. You did the best you could with what you had and I'm here to tell you, in the short amount of time I've known your girls I can honestly say I'v never known such lovely young women so, you must've done something right."
Rob felt a blush work up his cheeks at the praise and thanked god that it was getting darker outside so she couldn't see. "Thank you."
"With that being said, I can tell you've raised them to be independent and strong so, maybe that's where Emily got that idea that she had to shoulder everything on her own. Maybe she had to be just like her dad, after losing his wife and child?" She quickly answered before he could ask. "Emily told me about it last night. What she went through at the hands of someone she loved," Gina shook her sadly, "I'll never be able to fully understand, but she's strong enough and with help and decent support behind her, I'm more than positive that she'll be okay in time."
He thought over everything he had heard tonight before speaking again. "You sound so sure. How can you sound so sure?" He finally asked, in awe of Gina's composure.
Gina laughed loudly at his response. "Oh trust me, I've made a ton of mistakes when it came to Naomi. Children don't come with an instruction manual, dear. But one thing I've learnt over the years is that children learn what we teach them, some times it's takes longer for them to grasp things, but eventually they come round in the end. And believe me, you're doing the best you can for her."
"It doesn't feel like it at the moment." Rob muttered, causing Gina to chuckle.
"It might not, but you are. You love her and you show it to her. Just be there for her. Don't push her, but just be there when she needs you. And you're already doing that, so don't get angry about the past and help guide her toward the future."
Rob looked gloomy for about a minute, then Gina's word really sunk in. "I think, given enough time, I can do that."
"Lovely!" Gina exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "Now, how about we go gather the kids and take them to dinner? I'm starving."
After a tear soaked apology from Emily, Rob brushed it away with another Fitch hug.
"I'm here for you, Emsy. Okay?" He told her, brushing her tears away just like when she was little and scraped her knee when she fell off her first bike. "Whatever you need, kiddo. You just say the word, yeah?"
Rob and Gina treated them to dinner and when they were finished, Rob and Gina claimed exhaustion, when Effy and Katie suggested drinks. Gina bid them all good night and grabbed a taxi home and Emily gave Rob directions to their flat, letting him know that they were meeting up with Cook and Freddie, so she handed over her key. After another hug for both Katie and Emily, Rob climbed into his truck and drove off.
"So, ladies?" Effy stated, clapping her hands to get their attention. "Drinks and dancing?
"C'mon, twat! The boys are waiting for us at the Cross Keys." Katie said, hooking her arm through Effy's and leading her down the pavement.
Naomi watched them go, before turning to Emily. "Mi'lady?" She bowed holding out her arm, making Emily laugh as she took Naomi's arm and allowed the blonde to escort her. "So, how are you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You've had another long, emotional day, Ems so, I'm curious as to how you're holding up?" Naomi asked again, concerned.
"Oh." Emily gave the question some thought, enjoying the walk with Naomi. "Ya know, it's actually been better than it could've been." She said with a smile.
Naomi giggled at the answer. "Hmm, yeah, you're right. You know, I never thanked you for this morning." She said, dropping her voice, as the memory made itself known again.. "I've never had a more...exciting shower before."
Emily couldn't help but laugh, knowing that it was probably untrue but touch by the words nonetheless. "Oh, c'mon, Naoms...you expect me to believe that?" She teased the blonde, getting her to laugh along. "I've got my first solo therapy session with the good doctor tomorrow after work."
Naomi heard the sadness. "It's for the best, Ems." She said, wrapping her arm around Emily's shoulders, giving her a gentle squeeze.
"I know, but it doesn't make it any less scary."
"I know." Naomi agreed. "Do you want me to go with you? I could sit in the waiting room for you."
Emily shook her head. "No, as much as I'd love that, I think I really need to do this part on my own, ya know?"
Naomi felt the sting of rejection but brushed it off. "Okay. Do you wanna meet up after, for dinner?"
"I promised Dad dinner with him and Katie." Emily told her and definitely caught a hint of something as she watched Naomi's face. Disappointment maybe? She could tell that Naomi was fishing for something. "What's going on, Naoms?"
"I just...I don't want you to think...," Naomi felt the words trip up as they left her mind, having never been in a situation like this before, "after this morning and last week...I don't want you to think that...I have a reputation, Ems. I don't play with people's feelings. I like to have fun, right? But, this," she gestured between them, "is different. You're different and I don't want you to think that I'm just messing you about."
Emily stopped walking, trying to figure out what Naomi was talking about. "What are you saying, Naoms?"
"I know things are complicated and messy. It's not simple and some people would look at what we're doing as wrong, but...,"
"But what?" Emily asked when Naomi kept quiet, letting the statement hang in the air between them. "But what, Naomi?" She asked again.
"It doesn't feel wrong, Emily and I know," she took a deep breath, preparing for a backlash because of her next statement, "I know you don't love Georgina. You can't make love to me like you do when you're in love with someone else, Ems, you just can't."
Three emotions hit Emily all at once as she watched Naomi shuffle her feet, looking...nervous? Ashamed that she had spoken out of turn?...Emily couldn't tell for sure about Naomi but she knew anger was first and foremost, angry that Naomi claimed to know how she felt.
'But she does know how you feel!' Her brain screamed at her, pushing the next emotion to the front of the class to be reviewed.
Scared. Naomi scared the fuck out of her and that was even when Emily kept her at a respectable distance.
'Respectable distance my ass! If that's what you call distance, I'd hate to see what you'd call close!' Again her brain had something to say, bringing up the last emotion which was the most unusual and foreign to her.
Loved. Naomi had the ability to make her feel cherished and loved, even though that's not, by her own admission, Naomi's thing. But it was true. Naomi made her feel special and beautiful and...,
'Felicity made you feel all those things and more, remember?' Her heart this time shouted, drowning out Emily's brain.
Naomi glanced up quickly when Emily stopped walking. It looked like she was angry and that made her sad. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. Just forget it." She took off walking, not wanting to face the full out rejection she was sure was on its way from the redhead.
It took Emily a couple minutes to realise that she was standing there alone, Naomi almost to the end of the pavement and she could see Effy and Katie already at the door of the pub. "Wait, Naoms, what just happened?" She called out, confused but wanting to know what Naomi's point was.
The blonde stopped and sighed, but waited for Emily to catch up.
"Naomi, please don't do that." Emily pleaded with her softly unpleasant memories of bad times rearing their ugly heads. "You brought this up for a reason, so don't just brush it off."
"Well, you weren't saying anything and you looked angry and the vein on the side of your head started sticking out, so...," Naomi trailed off because she rambling and she hated doing that.
"I didn't say anything because I was processing." Emily said, exasperation clear in her voice. "I don't understand what you were trying to get at, so I was confused. So how about you tell me, in plain English, what you meant."
Naomi rolled her eyes and shook her head. "What I meant was, I know you feel something, Emily. And if being with me whilst you're still with her is stressful, I'll step aside...I'll wait till you say it's okay."
Emily's eyes widened in surprise as her heart started racing.
"What I'm saying is, I'd like to be able to take you out. Fancy dinners, movies, concerts or picnics in the park, hell, I don't know!" Naomi kept talking, not caring that she sounded stupid. "I've never done this, a relationship before, but I know with you, that's what I want. I want that sickening couple stuff that people do, with you, I want that, but only if you want that too."
The street was deathly quiet, as Naomi stood there in front of Emily, who looked ready to bolt at any second.
With a shaking voice, Naomi prodded the redhead. "Say something, Ems."
Emily tried to find the words to say, any words at all, something, but for a moments they all seemed to desert her. Naomi stepped closer to her, grabbing her hands and interlacing their fingers together.
"Please, Emily." Naomi whispered. "Please say something, anything really. Tell me to go to hell or tell me that you're okay with what I've said, just say something!"
"Why?" She asked, stunned by Naomi and her words.
"Oh c'mon, Ems." Naomi said with a slightly frustrated smirk. "I think I've been pretty obvious. At least I thought I had been."
Emily started going over everything that had happened between her and Naomi since they'd first met. Every gesture, every word spoken between them, every time they'd had sex...it was like a continuous loop and her brain enjoyed playing it over and over for her. But she came up empty, she wasn't seeing what Naomi claimed was obvious.
She was about to ask when they were interrupted by the dulcet tones of her sister's voice. "Hey, you two better get your twats in here!"
Naomi laughed and started toward the pub, but Emily stopped her with a hand on her arm.
"Naoms, please be straight with me because I'm not getting it."
"I'm falling for you, Emily. Me, Naomi Campbell, am falling in love with you."
She said it with such confidence, as she smiled down at Emily. Naomi ducked her head and place a sweet kiss on Emily's lips, barely a touch, then walked the rest of the way to the pub leaving a dazed Emily to replay the words.
'Fuck me! I am so screwed!' Emily thought to herself.
A/N: Well? was it worth it?
Dont worry, I've already started working on the next chapter of this:)
Again, huge shoutout to MsWitsEnd...you are my rock! Love you babes!
Love you to all you guys,
Marci