So very happy everyone is enjoying the story. We'll find out more and more about the lovely ladies and keep in mind guys… Lauren does mention in the Prologue that she is in fact dead.
Cheers eh!
As always characters are property of their creators, however the story is all mine.
Joy in Dying
Chapter 06:
I felt my heart hammer in my throat as my eyes connected with hers. I thought I had seen a familiar looking red bike about two blocks down when I was walking home from work. Now as I saw her flash me an excited smile as I walked in my front door, I was glad I had not imagined it being Bo's bike. I saw her put a fat envelope on the inside of her leather jacket as she stood to greet me. Alex was behind her with three huge blocks of tightly packed weed and a work station set up with various distribution items like zip locks, stickers and other bags. I wrapped my arms around a shy Bo and pulled her closer kissing her lips gently trying to ease her nerves. It was the first time that I saw her since that drunken night.
She let out a soft moan as she melted in my hands. Her hands found a home around my waist and she gave me hearty squeeze as we parted. I smiled as I leaned my head against her forehead and she returned it. This was the best thing that could happen to me after the horrible shift I had at the bar.
"Hi there." She whispered and I smiled.
"Hi stranger." I joked and she blushed. "Need to grab your keys?"
"I'm sure you've guarded them well." She smiled as she breathed me in.
We had only texted back and forth in the last three days. Kenzie and Bo had to travel hence their hasty departure after our night of fun. I had been left with the apartment keys and the instructions to lock up before I left. Bo assured me she'd come get her keys when they came back.
Remembering the first text I got after we had all left the apartment made me smile my face off.
Please don't think this is a cop out, I totally forgot we had a trip to make. I had tons of fun and hope to see you when I get back.
-Bo
"Hey lovebirds, what's in the plans for the next hours?" Alex asked as Bo and I untangled from each other.
"I just want to shower and change… fucking forget the bar to be honest." I grumbled as Bo shot me a pouty look.
"What about you Tit's McGee?" she pointed at Bo who scoffed at her new nickname and shook her head.
"Nothing really, I just got back and came to deliver." She shrugged and looked so cute standing there in the spot I had left her.
"How good of a joint can you roll?" Alex asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't you dare Alex, you know how much I love rolling for you!" I exclaimed in mock hurt as Bo stared amused.
"Yeah but you make it all about science, like everything." I elbowed Bo as she stifled a laugh and I narrowed my eyes at Alex.
"I don't know Lauren, I think it's all in the fingers, not the technique." Bo teased following my torture and I gasped as I felt a challenge coming up.
"I'll go shower and I'll come back to see if you can put your money where your mouth is." I said in a low final tone.
Bo stared at me amused and Alex giggled as she lit up a joint for herself. I shook my head at Alex as I grabbed Bo by the leather jacket and pushed her to sit on the couch gently. I gave her a sly smile as she gave me a smoldering look.
"You sit." I mentioned before I glared at Alex "And you, stay put."
With that I disappeared to get rid of the sweat and grime of inventory day at the bar. After I was nice and clean I put on some underwear, sweats and a hockey jersey. I let my hair loose to be pleasantly surprised that it had retained the straightness from this morning's flat iron. I smiled happy with my appearance suddenly nervously excited for Bo's company. I could hear her chatting and bantering with Alex about the hustle. Even if we were just going to probably roll joints and divide the pound or two of weed that Alex had just acquired I wanted to dazzle Bo.
It was a thing we had since she had decided to sell again. She had been unable to find a job right away when they got out of prison. My job at the bar didn't pay too much, hence why I was looking for a roommate. She told me there was something she was really good at and that was selling weed. In reality the only reason her and Piper had been discovered before was because someone had snitched on them.
After everything had been settled that first night with scientific precision we set to weight and package according to weight and kind. Then afterwards Alex showed me how to roll a joint. Within two hours I developed a technique that would allow me to systematically and precisely roll 72 joints per 30 minutes. From then on Alex always timed me and got a kick of how competitive I could get. I knew this was her trying to get Bo to see my fun side.
"Are you coming or what!?" I heard Alex holler from the living room.
I shook my head with a smile and walked into the living room. Bo gave me a radiant smile as soon as I entered the room, she looked so good in those tight dark jeans and black leather tank top. I understood why Alex called her 'Tit's McGee', it was hilarious but Bo was sure not hiding her assets.
"About time!" Alex groaned as she saw me. "Thought you'd come down in a cocktail dress and heels took you forever."
"Inventory." I explained as I sat on the floor in front of the coffee table.
"Ah" Alex understood as she passed me the joint.
I took a long drag as I patted the space beside me for Bo to join me. She sat with me as I opened the ottoman from my right revealing a compartment full of tools. I pulled out the scale and more stickers along with a notebook with a pen. There was a safe next to it and much to Piper's displeasure a gun. It was mine, not Alex's but she was still uneasy about it being in the house. I covered the ottoman again before passing the joint to Bo after I was done with it but she gently shook her head and politely declined. I didn't push and gave it to Alex.
"When's Piper getting home?" Alex asked as she divided the amazing smelling herb by weight.
"She's covering for Carolyn so not until late." I reminded her.
"I'm gonna need the car keys on the counter tonight in case I have to go get her." She asked with a small smile.
"Of course." I nodded as I looked towards Bo.
I handed her a pack of Zig-Zags and a playing card, along with a lighter and some tweezers. She gave me a quizzical look but she was amused as well so she let me finish setting up. Alex handed me back the joint and a small silver tray.
"Do you need a rolling tray?" I asked Bo as Alex handed me two silver trays full of the ground bud.
"No, I have the table, I'm kind of old school." She shrugged with a smile.
"Any drinks?" Alex offered as she headed into the kitchen and I took a beer while Bo stuck to a pop.
She bounced with anxious excitement at our little contest. Rules hadn't been set but the way we were setting up and going about things pretty much determined that on the spot. I looked as she fiddled with her papers and placed four rows of six papers at the ready. I smiled at her meticulousness and gently as to not disturb her set up placed my hand on her own.
She looked up and our eyes met, she graced me with a smile and a squeeze. I chuckled as we heard Alex pick up the phone in a baby cooing voice. It must've been Piper on her break. We both laughed at the dirtiness coming out of Alex's mouth.
"Puts the Succubus to shame." She chuckled.
I had tensed a bit but she didn't seem to notice. As much as I was alright with how things had developed my instincts were still sometimes on high alert.
"Hey Bo, I was meaning to ask you." I whispered looking at my hand on hers.
"Go on." She insisted.
"Why leave me the keys of your apartment and not Tamsin or Cassie or even Dyson?" I had been going through that for a while now.
"Because my first stop after the trip was here. I went to get this stuff." She pointed to the large amount of herb around us.
"Oh I understand… so, it's safe to assume that Kenzie knows?" I ventured and she nodded.
"Dyson and my folks obviously don't. Dyson would have a fit being detective and all." She explained and I nodded.
"Let's just say Kenzie and I grew up in similar settings." She explained.
"You didn't grow up together?" I asked before I could contain myself. "I'm sorry."
"It's complicated, but Kenzie, Dyson and I met when I turned eighteen a long time ago. Our father and mother found us from the different foster homes we had landed on after we got separated. Hence why I have perfect North American English, Dyson tends to turn Scottish with a beer or two and Kenzie is very fluent in Russian cussing."
We laughed but I was fascinated by what glimpse I was getting at this beauty's life. Before I could say anything else Alex had walked into the room with our drinks and a chronometer in her hand. We pulled away from each other, the conversation too private and intimate for my friend's ears. Alex was non-the wiser sporting a huge smile on her face and it seemed she was intrigued by how this competition would unfold. I turned on my cell phone where my music player had my favourite tune at the ready.
"Rules are simple, you roll until the timer goes. Hands on the table when you begin and you finish. Any unrolled or half-way rolled joint at the end is non-valid. They must be the same size, appropriate for distribution. No filters." She explained. "Are you guys ready?"
"Yeppers" Bo smiled and I nodded.
"Are you sure Lauren? I mean, I am a drug dealer and all." She teased and I shoved her playfully.
"I live with one Bo, I'll take you on."
"Alrighty ladies hands on the table." Alex commanded and we obliged.
She clicked the chronometer and waved for us to start. I picked up my papers and worked diligently. I bobbed my head with the rhythm of my tune as I giggled. Bo was whistling along and filling her papers with weed. It seemed she was going for multiple at a time, but I knew slow and steady I would amount to what I needed.
"This is why I love muscle memory, I can do this and look at your technique" I boasted as she fully laughed while Alex groaned from the corner.
"You are very methodical" she mentioned concentrating and I saw her hands working almost in a dance.
She was going in rows closing up the filled up vessels. I was enjoying watching her movements. The way her tongue would lick the paper tip before her sleek fingers seal the flap was magical. It was almost sensual even though it wasn't and I felt my pulse quicken for a second. Bo chuckled besides me and it snapped me to realize she was going fast. My mind ran away with thoughts and calculations.
"Shit!" I said turning my eyes to my own hands and picking up the pace.
"What?" Bo asked bobbing her head to the next song on my playlist rolling comfortably.
"I just realized you're going to win if I don't do something. You're margin of error is under zero, which I didn't expect, therefore you will probably finish 6-8 joints ahead of me with this pace." I explained concentrating and adapting my technique a bit to mimic hers.
"I told you, it's all in the fingers, that's how you don't spoil your roll." She insisted jovially.
In the end when the timer blew I had a half-rolled spliff in my hand that was unaccountable. Bo had actually beat me by two which meant I had significantly closed the gap. We all laughed as Bo and I got into a shoving match while Alex put the joints into zip locks ready for sale. I stretched out springing upwards and taking the last swig of the can. I was kind of feeling my fourth beer catching up with me. Either that or Bo's weed, something had made me completely relax and unwind in the evening. I was sure though, it had also been the company.
After the competition we settled to watch a show with Alex. We had put everything in the ottoman and everything looked like a normal apartment again. We had lit up incense and scented candles to mask the smell. Alex was curled up in the couch, her hoodie covering her head while her glasses hung a bit crooked off the tip of her nose concentrating on the TV. Bo and I had moved to the couch and I had somehow ended up curled up to her chest while she draped an arm around my shoulders.
Before we knew it Alex's phone was going off with Piper's ringtone. She sprung into action quickly as I stretched and so did Bo with a small yawn. Alex mumbled something into the phone and hung up grabbing the car keys in one swift motion.
"Later bitches, no naked bullshit on the couch, we had agreed it's off limits." She warned and walked out.
Bo let out a hearty laugh as I fell back to the couch mortified by my roommate. I was sure my face was twenty different shades of red. Bo shook her head and tried to calm her laughter as reached out for me gently.
"It's getting late, I probably should go." She mumbled with a pout.
"Please stay. Like you said, it's late and I'd hate to have you out there on that bike. Who knows in what state people get behind the wheel." I practically begged as I closed my eyes battling back the memories.
"Lauren, honey, I drive that bike all the time. It's perfectly safe, I'm a safe driver." She tried but I shook my head raising up and meeting her eyes grabbing her hands.
"Please Bo."
"If you want me here, I'll stay." She said with a small smile and I nodded pressing a soft kiss upon her lips.
"I do, I missed you. A week God knows where…" I voiced my frustration at her absence.
"I know but I had to grab that shipment. I was so mad I had forgotten the trip and had to leave right away. I just I don't know…" She shrugged her shoulders but I couldn't let it go seeing the frustration in her body language.
I moved closer and caressed her face gently. She closed her eyes at the contact giving me a sad smile. I kissed her cheeks and softly ended on her lips soothing I pulled her close. As the kiss intensified she pulled away softly and with hesitation.
"What is it? Whatever it is it's been bothering you. Every time we texted I could tell there's something on your mind." I asked softly looking into her eyes as she snapped her palms on her thighs softly anxious.
"I just… I don't know Lauren. I really like you and we had fun… I think" her eyes closed in frustration and she pulled away upset. "I just I don't remember that night and that scares me. I wanted to treat you like a lady-"
"And you did." I corrected and she sighed.
"I wish I could remember Lauren, you deserved to be remembered." She explained and the pain in her voice broke my heart. "It scares me that I wasn't in control when I was with you. If I had slipped…"
"But you didn't" I held her hand and raised her chin to look at me.
"You didn't hurt me or feed off me Bo. I trust you." I confessed and she looked at me wide-eyed.
"You do?" she asked and I nodded.
"Um… I should tell you something, you deserve to know." I started and she gave me her undivided attention.
"I… well as you may have noticed in the past I've been a little distanced from your kind." She nodded and I continued. "I had my reservations for a very long time, it's only now that you've broken all sense of fear or distrust in your kind. Well mostly, as it partakes to you anyways."
"Fear?" she asked her brow furrowed in concern.
"Yes. I'm not ready to delve into specifics, but let's just say I had a girlfriend once who mingled with Fae and didn't live to tell the tale." I explained in barely a whisper.
It was still so painful to talk about this but Bo needed to know how she had changed me slowly but I was sure of it. Bo's pained expression as she contemplated ideas in her head told me she understood what I was saying. The silence was thick as I gave her time and space to gather her thoughts as well as regain my composure. She had just heard a very painful time of my past. I didn't dare tell her the rest, but for now, knowing this would do and I relaxed. After much deliberation she spoke softly, her voice full of understanding.
"It must've been so hard to be with me."
"That's what you don't understand Bo. You're amazing and I love being with you because you're just… you. There's no Fae and humans, no Succubus and ex-doctor just two women that feel a really good connection with each other." I rambled and once I caught my own words I shut my lips in horror and embarrassment.
I had not meant to reveal to her how strongly I felt about what I felt when we were together. From the smile that appeared on her lips I saw that she had caught on to every word.
"You feel connected to me?"
"Strongly." I admitted "I just want to get to know you Bo and let things happen."
"I'd like that, I'd like to know you as well." She confessed and she caressed my face. "Do you still want me to stay?"
"Of course Bo, there's no taking back that invitation… ever."
Her smile could light up the room as she trailed soft gentle kisses all over my face. I was happy to feel her body relax against mine. I noticed she was still careful and reserved, deliberate with her touches and body movements. I let her be, wanting her to go at her own pace. As we pulled apart from our embrace I felt myself ten times more tired than before.
I grabbed her hand and before she could protest I pulled her into my room. I jumped on the bed and gave her a big smile. Her smile mirrored mine and I rested on my elbows as I saw her eyes gaze the length of my body. I couldn't let myself wonder down that road so easily. It would be bliss to just seduce her and bring her into my sheets and make her moan my name over and over but as much as I wanted to we needed to take things cautiously so we wouldn't hurt each other.
I watched her carefully shed her jeans, leaving her long legs exposed for my eyes to drink stopping only at the small black garment covering her most intimate parts. I let out a sigh appraising her reach and unzip her leather tanktop shedding it as well leaving me with the great surprise to notice her bra-less chest. I licked my lips as I pulled the hockey jersey over my head leaving me in only my camisole and threw her the black and gold jersey.
She smiled as she threw it on and shook her head as I fanned myself.
"You can't be any hotter than right now." I mumbled more to myself than anybody else. "If you didn't put that on I was going to jump you."
"You really do like the Penguins hockey team…" she noted raising an eyebrow at the last comment and I smiled nodding.
"I grew up in Pensylvania for a short stint while my father was still around. He'd take me down to the ice to see the team." I mentioned with a fond smile.
"Sorry, didn't mean to…" she came and curled next to me in bed.
"No, don't be, best memories I have of my old man is on that ice. I loved him Bo, I still do. I think of him and my brother a lot." I confessed wrapping my arms around her.
We made small talk after that, lighter topics, movies, food, shows. It seems I was more tired than I thought because one moment I was talking to Bo the next it was all nice and warm and it was the middle of the night. Bo's body spooned against my back was so perfect before I knew it I was back out like a light, thinking about the lovely Succubus.