Alison watched her girlfriend from across the room whilst trying to listen to whatever it was Hanna was babbling about. She crossed her arms as she saw an attractive blonde chatting up Emily. She kept touching Emily's arm and doing that ridiculously fake laugh. Why was Emily so nice? She was just standing there talking to that stupid girl. Well, Alison wasn't going to stand there watching some lame chick hit on her girlfriend.

"Hey, Em, who's your friend?" Alison said cooly as she took the space beside Emily.

Emily looked at her, "Oh, hey," she smiled, "Um, this is Carol, she's new on the swim team."

"Right, the swim team," Alison said, disgruntled.

Emily frowned at her girlfriends tone, "Yeah, she was just telling me she's having a party on Friday," she explained.

"A party…" Alison plastered on a smile, "Well, you don't waste any time, do you?" she asked Carol, fixing her with the famous I know everything stare.

Carol smiled sheepishly, "Well, yeah I just thought it might be a fun way to get to know everyone."

Alison nodded, "Right. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Emily looked at Alison in surprise, then she got it. Her girlfriend was jealous.

"No, not right now," Carol shrugged.

Alison rolled her eyes, "What a surprise," she muttered before raising her voice to normal volume, "Do you like boys?"

"Ali!" Emily exclaimed.

"Uh…" Carol looked between the two girls, sensing something was going on she wasn't quite clued in on, "I'm going to go," she said slowly, "But I'll see you in practice, Emily."

"Sure," Emily smiled sweetly.

"Looking forward to working with you," Carol grinned before she flounced away.

Alison huffed.

"What is going on?" Emily hissed at her, "Why were you grilling her?"

"Em, you're not stupid. She was hitting on you," Alison said incredulously.

Emily rolled her eyes, "She was just introducing herself."

"God, you are so naïve," Alison growled.

"Some people are just nice!" Emily said indignantly.

Alison crossed her arms.

"Ali, you don't want this to be public so you don't really have the right to get jealous," Emily said quietly.

"I'm not jealous," Alison snapped back, knowing she was lying.

Emily sighed, shaking her head, "Fine," she turned away.

Alison ground her teeth before grabbing Emily's hand, "Em…"

Emily turned around to look into those shining blue orbs, "What?" she asked dully.

Alison chewed her tongue, "You're right," she said softly, "I am jealous."

Emily stepped closer to her, "Why? She was – "

"Because she was talking to you and touching your arm and smiling at you and laughing with you," she paused, "I don't like watching you with other girls."

"Ali, I talk to other girls. But you're the only girl I kiss. You're the only girl I want to kiss," Emily promised.

Alison looked into her girlfriends' honest eyes and sighed, "I know. I just…" she paused, "I want…"

Emily tilted her head, "You want what?"

Alison took her hand gently, "I want everyone to know you're mine," she said quietly.

Emily bit the corner of her lip, "Ali, you're the one who wants to keep this a sec – "

Alison's lips crashed into Emily's as her hands wrapped around the taller woman's waist pulling her close. She felt Emily's hands tangle in her hair and had to remind herself that she was in public and that she should probably get her tongue out of her girlfriends' mouth at some point.

"Mm, all mine," she murmured.

Emily smiled, "I love you, Alison."

Alison's thumb brushed under the other woman's eye, "I love you too. And now everyone knows it."

Emily grinned, quickly kissing her girlfriends' lips again, "I'm all yours," she whispered, "And you're all mine."