Chapter 13: It's about time

"Hey you," Fiona speaks softly, a sweet beaming smile on her lips, as Caroline began to wake. They were still lying on their sides facing each other, their legs entwined and arms still across each other's waist.

"Mmmm, hi. What time is it?" Caroline replied with a sleepy, yet seductive smile as she reached up to rub her eyes.

"6:15." Fiona slid her arm around Caroline's back and pulled her body in closer to her own. She was still finding it hard to believe that this wasn't a dream, so she craved Caroline's touch as reassurance.

"Why on Earth are you awake at this hour?" She yawned and wiggled her hips in closer to Fiona's, until they were again touching.

"I couldn't sleep. Too happy and….wired, I suppose." She casts a playful half smile as she brushes a strand of hair from Caroline's face and leans in for a tender kiss. Caroline moans softly with the kiss, her hands gently caressing the curves of Fiona's side.

"Mmm, is that so? Well, I certainly don't have a clue as to why. I slept divinely." She winks at Fiona and returns the kiss, teasing Fiona's lips with her tongue. The kiss grows in passion as Caroline's hand continues to roam Fiona's body. Eventually Fiona pulls away, arching into a stretch then rolls on her back and runs her hand through her hair; as she turns over the duvet shifts, exposing her bare breasts and upper stomach. Caroline smiles and bites her lip at the sight, then leans over and teases Fiona's nipple with her tongue. The soft contact and shared warmth of their skin shoots a fresh jolt of electricity between them.

"God Caroline, you are incredible," she moans in delight with the touch and loses herself in the erotic pleasure. After a few moments she comes to and starts to raise up on her elbows, moving to a sitting position.

"Caroline, as much as I would love nothing more than to have you again, don't you think maybe I should head home? No one knows I stayed here last night, and though I'm not trying to hide it at all, perhaps we should maybe tell them, instead of letting them find out when I come waltzing in, in the same clothes from last night, while they are having a nice family breakfast?" Caroline has stopped her work and looks up at Fiona with a disgruntled frown.

"Sod them, I want you here. I want you." She moves to kiss Fiona again, but Fiona stops her lips gently with a finger. She furrows her brow and pouts again, but stops her advance, laying her forehead on Fiona's shoulder.

"Alright, alright, you're right, I know. We could tell them all this evening, at dinner, if that is ok with you? I want you in my bed tonight, so they have to be told today. What about Clare, Ian and Emma?" She raises an eyebrow as she looks up to Fiona.

"Ummm, I have a confession to make. Please don't be upset with me…" she casts a shy glance at Caroline, who immediately slides up to a sitting position next to her, a dubious look in her eye.

"I may have already told Clare. Well, not exactly everything, but I told her that I love you and that I was fairly certain you had strong feelings for me. She was over the moon actually. She thinks you and Flora are divine….which you are." She can't quite read the expression on Caroline's face and she's slightly embarrassed at her admission.

Caroline sits for a moment, processing what Fiona has said. The admission surprises her a little, but more than that, she finds it incredibly sweet and endearing. A broad smile spreads across her face and she leans in for a sweet kiss on Fiona's lips, and then another on her cheek as she pulls away.

"You are adorable and I love you." They sit silently for a few moments, lost in each other's gaze, playing tenderly with each other's fingers.

"Well, I guess I should probably send you packing now. Mum will be up early to check on Flora and start some breakfast, you don't want to be caught sneaking in by her. Oh, I've just realized, how are you going to get home?"

"I'll call a taxi, it's no problem. Right, well I should get dressed, though I'd rather stay in bed with you forever." She smiles seductively and kisses Caroline before getting out of bed to gather her clothes. Caroline watches in awe as she moves about the room, collecting each article of clothing. She admires her smooth skin, soft curves of her hips and the delicious slope of her breasts; she frowns slightly once they are all concealed by her clothes. Fiona sits down on the edge of the bed and softly traces her hand down Caroline's cheek.

"Alright darling, have a wonderful spa day and I look forward to seeing you this evening. I'll have dinner ready by 6:30." She leans in and places a chaste kiss on Caroline's enchanting lips, as she knows anything more will get her stuck there for the rest of the afternoon, then stands and crosses to the door.

"I'll miss you all day, my love," Caroline calls as she pulls up the duvet to cover her breasts when Fiona opens, then exits through the door.

God, she is beautiful...and she's mine.

oOo

The taxi pulls up to the house at half past 7. Fiona motions the driver to stop on the street so as to avoid the crunch of the tires against the gravel of the drive. She pays the burly man and walks up the steps to the front door. After finding her keys she gingerly releases the lock before stepping inside. Knowing how the house amplifies every sound, she slips off her heels before stepping onto the hard floor. Her heart begins to beat a little faster, so she stops a moment to listen for any sounds; there is only silence, so she breathes a sigh of relief and heads toward the hall to the stairs, going by way of the kitchen.

As she turns into the kitchen she stops dead in her tracks. William is sitting at the island, a coffee in hand and Lawrence is standing at the counter pouring a cup for himself. William sees her first and gives a half smile, just as Lawrence looks up from his mug. Fiona stands speechless, with the look of a frightened rabbit.

"Looks like someone had a good night, eh?...did you tell mum we would be staying for dinner?" Lawrence grins cheekily with a laugh as he plops onto the stool next to William. A warm rosey flush breaks across Fiona's cheeks.

"Lawrence, don't be such a wanker. Sorry Fiona, he's an idiot." He slaps Lawrence on the arm, who only gives a dismissive glance. Fiona stands silently, still stunned and unable to move. Just as she pulls herself together, Celia appears at the back door and makes her entrance into the kitchen. She nods good morning to the boys before walking to the cupboard to remove two mugs for coffee.

"What are you still doing in your dress Fiona, surely you didn't sleep in it." She sets to pouring and fixing the two cups of coffee before her. Lawrence stifles a laugh and William nudges him to shut up. Celia casts a glance to him over her shoulder.

"I doubt she slept in anything Gran. Mum probably made sure of that." The rosey flush on Fiona's cheeks is now a fiery crimson. Celia turns and gives a stern look to Lawrence thens picks up the mugs and heads for the door. She turns to open the door with her backside, but before she walks out she looks to Fiona.

"Well, it's about time you two got that out of the way, it was getting a bit painful to watch." She smiles slyly and winks at Fiona as she turns and walks out the door. Lawrence can no longer contain his laugh and William can't even stop the grin that moves across his face.

Fiona practically runs from the room, embarrassed beyond belief. She bounds up the stairs and into her room, quickly closing the door behind her. She leans her back against the door, dropping her purse and shoes to the floor beside her. Her blush finally fades and she rolls her eyes, then is consumed by a fit of giggles.

So much for telling them first.