A/N: Awww, Wigler and Cavak seem so sad :( haha. I feel bad that it amuses me. Anyhow, I'm sad to say that I don't exactly have a place for Liv and Amanda in this story so I think that we're just gonna have to catch them on the next one :( I know, it sucks, but this story isn't exactly loaded with character roles and I just don't have parts for them. Hope you understand.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry,
But that's alright because I love the way you lie.
Alex is gripping her purse so tightly that she is drawing little crescents from her nails into the palm of her hand. Her heart pounds heavily in her throat and she swallows thickly to try to rid herself of the dry lump that just won't seem to go away. She lifts a shaky hand to run through her hair before she settles on putting said shaky hand back into her lap and then proceeds to stare out of the window.
Meanwhile, Casey looks to be extremely relaxed as she keeps one hand on the wheel and the other on the side door panel where she drums out a random beat with her fingers. Occasionally she looks over at Alex when she feels like she's looking her direction, but as soon as she turns her head, she finds the blonde once again making it clear that she is staring at her hands, the window, and anything other than her.
Pulling up at the apartment building, Casey slows her car to a stop and kills the engine before she lets her hands fall to her lap. There is a long moment of silence before she clears her throat and drags a hand through her hair. "You want me to walk you up?"
"No." Alex says tersely as she makes sure she has all of her belongings in her back. She shudders to think of what would happen if Casey did walk her to her apartment and her shudders worsen as she thinks about the truth. "I don't want to see you again."
Casey is taken aback by the harshly spoken statement and her mouth actually falls slightly ajar from the shock. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me." Alex says firmly, sending the redhead a strict glare as she begins to climb out of the car. "Don't come to my office, don't call me, just…don't. I don't want to see you."
"Well fine." Casey relents, holding up her hands in surrender as she is still shocked by the blonde's words. She watches as Alex practically sprints into the apartment building and a curious laugh escapes her lips as she shakes her head and heads home.
As Alex reaches her apartment, she stands motionless at the door while a plethora of thoughts invade her mind. Reaching into her jacket pocket, her shaky hand pulls out her key and it takes about three attempts before she can actually get the key into the door.
Upon entering the apartment, she can smell the aroma of dinner coming from the kitchen and as soon as she gets into the living room, she sees movement out of the corner of her eye. Turning around, she sees her wife standing in the kitchen doorway holding a homemade cake in her hands with about four candles lit at the top. The sight makes her smile and breaks her heard all at the same time.
"Abbie…"
"I know what you're gonna say, but I didn't want to let it go." Abbie says as she briefly glances at the cake. "I know that it's not much and I know it's not going to make up from everything, but I wanted to do something special."
Shaking her head, Alex approaches Abbie, her eyes still on the cake before she shakes her head again. "You didn't have to bake me a cake…" she says quietly, smiling softly at the 'Happy Birthday Alex' written across the cake in icing.
Shrugging Abbie gives a half smile before nodding her head. "Yeah, I know, but like I said, I wanted to."
After a small moment of hesitation, Alex leans down and blows out the candles on the cake. She is slightly taken off guard when she feels soft lips pressed against her own and a large knot of guilt and distress forms in the pit of her stomach. When the kiss is broken, she smile nervous as to calm her rapidly racing heart. "Thank you for the cake."
"Yeah, and I also made dinner." Abbie supplies with a grin. "I made your favorite?"
"Great!" Alex exclaims, forcing herself to smile despite the painful knot in her stomach. "I'll…I'll go take a shower and then I'll join you?"
"Sounds good. Oh yeah; how was your trip?"
"It…It was fine."
Not seeing her wife's hesitation, Abbie nods and simply returns to the kitchen to finish making their dinner preparations, leaving Alex standing in the middle of the living room.
In the bathroom, Alex waits patiently for the water to become hot enough before she slips underneath the spray. She closes her eyes as the stream of water pours down over her body and she can't help the images that flash vividly in her mind.
Pulling away, Alex finds her lips to be kiss swollen and she is nearly out of breath as her heart beats at about a hundred miles an hour. She is vaguely aware of Casey's fingers caressing the soft skin of her abdomen under her shirt and the limited breathing space between the two of them only serves to turn her on more.
"We shouldn't…" Alex whispers, though her tone betrays her arousal and she makes absolutely no move to get away. In fact, she becomes vaguely aware that she is gripping Casey's wrist as if the plane was crashing and her life depended on it. When did that happen?
"I know…" Casey whispers back as she slowly gets to her feet. She silently extends her hand, patiently waiting for it to be taken. When Alex slips her hand to her own, she gives a small tug and gently begins leading the blonde towards the back of the plane. Coming to a door, she gives it a gentle nudge, granting access to a posh bedroom.
"Your plane has a bedroom…?" Alex asks after swallowing thickly to get the moisture back into her mouth.
Casey simply nods in response as she brings Alex's hands to her lips, kissing them softly. "Makes for easier travel when I go overseas." She whispers in response before she pulls the blonde into her arms. She gently runs hands up and down Alex's sides while she breathes in the alluring scent of her perfume. A small chuckle escapes her lips when she gently nips at the skin presented to her drawing a small gasp from the woman in her arms.
Leaning back, Casey's smirk is once again present as she makes it her attention to be drawn to Alex's lips. "You're a really beautiful woman…" she begins, gently running her thumb over Alex's bottom lip. "And you deserve to have someone take care of you…and make love to you."
Alex opens her mouth to object, but the feeling of being held in Casey's arms is overwhelming. She sighs into the next kiss as she finds herself being walked backwards and her blouse ridding up to her breasts. She pulls away once again long enough for Casey to pull her blouse over her head. Biting her lip, she eagerly kisses back while she sets to make quick work of the buttons of Casey's shirt.
Casey moves her lips to the blonde's neck, gently kissing and nipping as she lowers her to the satin sheets of the bed. Pushing Alex against the pillows, she gently but firmly pins her wrists to the mattress while she hungrily attacks her lips with passion. A sense of satisfaction fills her when she receives a pleasured moan in response to her actions.
Letting her head fall against the pillows, Alex lets out a breathy gasp as she feels lips attach to her right breast. It's a feeling of pleasure and arousal that she isn't sure she's felt before; and if she has felt it, it hasn't been for a very long time.
Alex's eyes fly open as she realizes the water from her shower has gone cold. Stepping out of the shower, her skin immediately compiles Goosebumps from the cool air contrasting with her overheated body temperature for seemingly more reason than one.
Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Alex swears for a moment she doesn't recognize herself. She gently runs her hands over the barely visible to the naked eye marks on her shoulders and she's only sure they're visible to her because she knows that they're there. Running her fingers over the marks, tears spring to her eyes and spill out over her cheeks despite her efforts to keep them at bay. Wiping her eyes, Alex takes a deep breath as she shakes away the memories and proceeds to ready herself for an evening with her wife.
The following day at work, Alex attempts to keep herself held up in her office for the entire day. Unfortunately that changes when the door swings open to admit her ever so talkative and nosey best friend; something that she just isn't in the mood for.
"So how was it?" Kim asks, her eyes sparkling with interests as she pulls one of the chairs closer to Alex's desk where she rests her elbows and leans forwards, waiting patiently. "Tell me, how was it?"
"I don't want to talk about it, Kim." Alex snaps in response, knowing that she isn't going to be able to keep the secret from Kim for that long.
Hearing the tone in her friend's voice, Kim raises her eyebrows in interest as her mind comes up with varying scenarios that will render Alex's mood to being what it is. "Okay, what happened? Did you just not go? Or was it just strictly business and boring?"
Alex snorts at this and shakes her head. "I wish it was business and boring." She mutters darkly, not completely aware that she was speaking out loud until Kim squeaks, startling her.
"Okay, now you have to tell me what happen." The brunette tries again as she scoots in closer. "C'mon, tell me."
"We had sex, alright?!" Alex exclaims, slamming her hand down on her keyboard loud enough to startle Kim this time. At the admission she drops her head into her hands and begins shaking it vigorously. "I don't know how it happened, it just…it just happened."
"Oh my god." Kim says with wide eyes, her mouth falling ajar before she begins basically vibrating in her chair. "Oh my god Alex, this is good, tell me everything."
"Good?!" Alex screeches, a look of shock plastered across her face before she drops her tone down to a harsh hiss. "Kim, I…I cheated on my wife! I had sex with someone else when my wife trusts me! I betrayed our vows."
"Ah, ah," Kim interrupts, holding up a finger and shaking it. "Abbie betrayed her vows when she couldn't take care of you."
"But she tries Kim! She tries super hard and it's not her fault that things aren't working out! She trusts me and she loves me. When I came home yesterday she was there waiting with a birthday cake that she had made herself and she had made my favorite dinner. I know it doesn't fix everything but it shows that she tried."
Kim simply hums and nods her head as she leans back in her chair and crosses one leg over the other. "Then tell me honestly, Alex. Honestly. What was it like having sex with Casey?"
Blushing heavily, Alex averts her eyes to her desk as she begins absentmindedly moving her pen around. "Honestly, it was amazing. It was exciting, new, the thrill was overwhelming, not to mention we did it on her plane…"
"Oooh, welcome to the mile high club!"
"Stop it…anyway, it was so different than when Abbie and I make love. Abbie likes things to be slow and traditional and always in the bedroom, but with Casey…it was different. It was fast, it was slow, it was rough, it was soft, it was...everything. I don't think I've ever…you know…so many times before."
Kim squeals as she slaps her hands and bounces in her chair. "Isn't that what you wanted? The excitement, not to mention Casey has basically everything you've ever wanted."
"I know…but it's still wrong." Alex says as she stands up from her chair and makes her way out of her office to go get a cup of coffee. She isn't the least bit of surprised that Kim scrambles to follow her.
On their way to the break room, they pass Casey on the tail end of a conversation with Liz. When the conversation ends, Casey blatantly makes a show of the fact that she's ignoring Alex as she walks by the two, just barely acknowledging Kim but not even sparing Alex a second glance; something that burns the blonde up greatly.
"Wow, seems like she wasn't too happy." Kim points out, falling silent when Alex shoots her a glare. "Or maybe it's just…you know…my misjudgment."
"Yeah…your misjudgment."
When she gets home that night, Alex finds herself to be extremely confused. She has no idea as to why she is extremely pissed that Casey blatantly ignored her for the entire day. Sure, that's what she said as they parted upon returning from the trip, but was it what she really wanted.
With Abbie spending an excessive amount of time on one of her paintings, Alex is startled from her novel she's reading by the rhythmic buzzing of her cell phone. Glancing down at the number, she scowls deeply before she steps outside of the apartment to answer it. "You have a lot of nerve calling."
"You're the one that said you didn't want anything to do with me." Casey's voice responds and Alex can practically hear the smirk in her statement.
Rolling her eyes, Alex feels her ears begin to glow as she realizes that Casey is right. "Well…if I said that then why are you calling me?"
"Because you were pissed off that I was ignoring you like you wanted. You're indecisive Alex…I think it's kinda hot."
"Well you're a jerk."
"A jerk who was able to make you scream her name at twenty eight thousand feet." Casey teases back before chuckling. "What are you doing right now?"
Running a hand through her hair, Alex leans against the wall. "Talking to you." she snarks back as if it's the most obvious thing in the world, though her attempt is futile when Casey simply laughs at her again.
"Talking to me. Right." Casey trails of just picturing the blonde rolling her eyes. "And what is she doing right now."
Turning around, Alex glances towards the apartment before wrapping an arm around herself. "Working on a painting."
"Does she know you're outside?"
"…Probably not."
"I see." Casey hums before voice lowers. "Do you want me Alex?"
Alex sucks in a breath as she feels a sense of lust surge through her. "You know I can't…"
"But do you want me?" The voice continues, poking at her arousal.
"Yes…" Alex finds herself whispering back without further assessment.
"How bad do you want me?" the voice asks again.
"Badly." Alex answers automatically as if it's a tropism.
"Then grab your purse. I'll pick you up in twenty minutes."
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