It was one of those days.

"Christ. What is it with me and these cliché noir opening lines? Screw it. I'm running with it."

It was one of those days. One of those days in which time couldn't move any slower as each second crawls by like a too-big grain of sand fighting its way down the neck of an hour glass. The slow crawl of the evening hours, however, is welcome on this particular day. As time stands still, two hearts race faster, chasing each other in the night like a high speed chase, wasting not a second.

"Well that worked out nicely."

Roaming hands work feverishly, wanting desperately to feel more of the sweet intense sting of the flesh beneath them. Panting breaths mix with a lightly floating breeze and gentle moonlight that seep from open windows creating an intoxicating atmosphere of romance and love. Two souls connect with intertwined limbs and hungry lips. Two girls ache for more as they finally give into their unrelenting desire for each other. A siren wails in the distance. A muffled laugh is released by passer-bys on the street below. A faint melody is released from the horn of a practicing musician. The girls hear nothing but each other's whimpers and ragged breaths. They are oblivious to the outside world, much like that world is to the guarded and secret relationship they hide in the shadows, safe and hidden from the closed-minded population.

"Wow. I'm getting good at this."

Auburn and raven fair mix together as Paige places passion-filled kisses upon the neck of the beauty beneath her. Never before has she beheld a sight more exquisite than that of Emily Fields lying almost bare beneath her. Never before has she heard a more sweet sound than the slight moans released from her lover's lips. Never before has she felt anything more electric than the tingle of her skin against Emily's. She can't imagine feeling more love and desire than she feels at this moment. She holds tight to her lover as she realized she can't get close enough to her. She wishes with the depths of her soul for an eternity of Emily in her arms but even forever would not be long enough. Eventually, the sand will slip through the glass and they will be forced to part, but in this moment Paige could not care a fraction less. In this moment, together was all that mattered.

"Is it starting to get hot in here? Phew."

Emily can feel the adoration being poured out through the chaste but deep kisses peppering her neck. She can feel Paige's passion, hear Paige's desire and see Paige's love shining through every movement and action. It's in this moment, when her life is perfect, even just for only a moment; she realized everyone else is wrong. The voices in her head, spawn from the comments of the world, are dead wrong. This, this love, is what is right. She pulls the girl above her closer and pushers her lips firmly against the other girl's. If breathing wasn't essential they might never part.

"I love you," she whispers into Paige's ear, the statement sending shivers down the girl's back.

"And I you. Very much so," Paige replies, pressing their foreheads together. She rolls her head down to kiss Emily's lips, clasping the sides of the face below her to gently pull the girl up to sit in front of her. Her hands shake with so much anticipation it's unclear as to whether or not she'll be able to undo the clasp behind Emily's back.

"No seriously, is it hot in here or is it just me?"

Paige is unable to hold back the awe-filled sign that escapes her lips the moment the barrier is gone. A bare Emily is the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. The girl is more than perfect in Paige's eyes. She kisses Emily as she guides the girl to lie back down. In the process, Emily wraps her long, toned arms around the brunette's back to make quick work of Paige's bra as well. Neither girl can hold back their moans as they feel every inch of their bare skin connect. A new fire erupts between the lovers as the energy, electricity and magnetism course between their bodies.

"Ok I'm starting to wonder if maybe I'm on the wrong team because this is hot."

Before you could say 'hot damn', panties are shed allowing the two girls to connect more fully than ever before.

"Oh God," Paige's whimpers out into Emily's ear, her body releasing a slight but noticeable tremble. The raven-haired beauty can do nothing but moan and dig her finger nails into Paige's back; the connection magnifying her want and desire for Paige instead of quenching it. The brunette places soft kisses to the nape of Emily's neck sending multiple shivers down the girl's spine causing goose bumps to raise all over her body. Paige manages to prop herself up on an elbow to pull back and hover over Emily despite the girl's silent protests. The dark-haired girl immediately relents when Paige's hand connects with the skin of her chest making its way downward slowly. Paige's eyes follow her own hand intently, taking in the sight of Emily's soft, smooth skin beneath her fingers. The vision looks real, the sensation of touch feels real, Emily's heavy breathing sounds real but Paige cannot believe this isn't a dream. In reality, it is a dream; a dream come true being fulfilled right now, in real-time, right in front of her eyes. She's amazed by the beautiful woman beneath her. She can't imagine a more perfect moment. Yes, she may be afraid of the consequences should their relationship be discovered, but at this moment nothing but Emily matters. She lightly trails her hand down perfect skin, between Emily's breasts, down her flat stomach and over to her hips where she applies just a tiny bit of pressure. Emily's hips tilt up into Paige's hand as she revels in the pressure. When the hand leaves her hip, she groans in slight frustration until she realizes that the hand is making its way lightly back up along her side aiming directly towards her breast. She can't stand the anticipation. The heat inside is already so intense that she feels she might spontaneously combust at any given moment.

"I feel like I'm going to need a cigarette after this and I don't even smoke."

Emily needs more of Paige and she needs it now. A hand reaches her breast the moment Emily pulls Paige down into her to connect their lips with full force, trapping the hand between their breasts. Emily moans in to Paige's mouth. The way she feels is indescribable. If you were to tell her that anything could be better than this, she would call you a filthy liar without missing a beat. There could be no better feeling. Actually, strike that. The only thing better will be the sweet release to come from having Paige inside her. The more she thinks about it the more desperate she becomes. Paige is torturing her with light, teasing caresses and soft kisses. Paige can sense Emily's urgency in the deepness of her kisses, the slight bucking of her hips and the arch of her back pressing them impossibly closer to each other but she can't stop teasing Emily, at least not yet. She love the noises Emily is making; ever one of them different depending on the touch, the kiss or the nip of her teeth against sensitive skin. She trails kisses across the soft skin of Emily's breasts; her hands exploring every inch of Emily's torso. She smiles against smooth, warm skin as she feels Emily's hips raise when her lips meet hip bones. She will have to remember the sensitive spot not that she could ever forget it. She can't help but grip Emily's hips tightly and push them into the bed, making it easier to place more lingering kisses there. The moans from Emily begin to increase in number and volume as Paige continues her movements.

"I can't even think straight right now. HA, can't think straight… because it's so gay… wow like that's not the first time that joke's been uttered. I'm so lame… Anyway, where was I? Oh yes lingering kisses…"

Paige finds her way back up to Emily's lips connecting them with urgency. Emily is so caught up in the taste of the brunette's kiss that she almost doesn't register the hand now sliding up the inside of her thigh… almost. Her breath hitches in her throat and her heart ceases to beat the moment Paige touches her. She releases a low throaty moan much to Paige's delight. Paige too is so overwhelmed by how Emily feels that she can't hold back a content sigh. She increases her pace as Emily's hips begin to buck more in an effort to create increasing friction. The heat and built-up tension inside Emily is so intense it doesn't take long for her release to come, her body shaking and shuttering in delight as she grips tightly onto her lover. When her body is finally able to relax, she slowly opens her eyes to be greeted by warm brown ones above her. The two girls smile at each other, not needing to say a word as a smile crosses both of their faces. Their relationship may be hidden in the dark shadows of night to the rest of the world but they can see nothing but brilliant light.

"I'm gonna get coffee," I say a tad too loudly, my voice cracking as I abruptly stand up from the table. The pair across from me looks up somewhat confused. They know now what I have been writing but what they don't know is how deep my daydream has gotten.

"Ok, Spence," Emily says calmly, "We'll be here." I smile nervously at her before turning and heading to the counter. I order my drink and lean against the counter, composing myself with deep breaths. I had not anticipated the effect my writing would have on me. I am definitely flustered. As I start heading back to the table, I notice Emily and Paige hunched over the table reading something together; Paige's hand tightly gripping Emily's thigh, redness creeping onto both faces. I left the paper there, free and open for them to grab. They must be reading it.

"Uh oh," I think to myself. I had been planning to give it to them to read but not here in the middle of a crowded coffee shop. I clear my throat when I arrive back at the table to alert the girls to my presence. Paige sits up quickly, releasing Emily's leg with a nervous cough.

"That's…umm…I…good job Spencer," she finally manages to get out. It makes me smirk to see Paige even more distraught than I from my writing. Emily looks up at me with an odd expression that I can't read. Normally, I'm good at reading faces but the fact that I can't in this moment frightens me.

"Have you been watching us?" She questions with a hint of anger behind her voice.

"What? Emily, no I would never do that. I mean well, unless I was like invited or something…" I begin to ramble out.

"Ah, no… You know what, just stop," she interrupts, putting her hand up as a physical reminder. I obey, stopping myself from further embarrassment. "If you haven't been watching us, then how did you know that Paige is a to.."

"EMILY!" Paige exclaims in a hushed whisper, cutting my friend off before she can finish the word. She stares at Emily out of the corner of wide eyes, her head dipped slightly. The sight makes me giggle until Paige's glare is cast towards me instead.

"I just guessed," I explain, "in my hallucination she was and she just comes off as a top to me." My tone is nonchalant as I sip my coffee; Paige's continued death-glare on me not going unnoticed. "What? You do," I comment to Paige. She gives up, crossing her arms across her chest and slouching into her chair, clearly embarrassed. "Hey, it's obviously sexy."

"You know what?" Emily says breaking the obvious tension that was beginning to settle between us. "We need to go. NOW." She stands up quickly grabbing Paige's hand and yanking her up and towards the door before I even have a chance to react. They get a few steps from the table before Emily turns around and yanks the handwritten pages off the table.

"HEY!" I exclaim somewhat in jest as I realize where they are going. They don't hear me, of course, as they continue to rush towards the door giggling to each other like schoolgirls. "Have fun you crazy kids," I murmur to myself with a grin. I take another sip of my coffee and lean back into my chair with a content sigh. I can't stop my smile from growing as I see the pair sharing a quick but deep kiss on the sidewalk outside; the brilliant light of day shining on them for the entire world to see.