Sophie watched her from the sofa. She couldn't help the dopey look on her face as Maddie worked her way around the small kitchen. When she had said that she was going to make tea, Sophie didn't actually expect her to do it. Yet there she was chopping veg and moving from counter to counter.
If there was one thing that Sophie had started to learn about Maddie Heath, it was to expect the unexpected.
Sophie wasn't daft or naive. She knew that while Maddie had been sweet today, but tomorrow she could be damn mardy. The brunette had been learning to deal with the swings but it wasn't always easy.
"Take me to bed" Maddie had teased her after their massive blowup over the vodka. She knew that Sophie wouldn't sleep with her. Not like that anyway. But she still cruelly forced a difficult denial out of her. Fleeing upstairs, Sophie had curled up in her bed and waited. She had channeled all her energy into holding herself back from just taking her right there on the sofa. It had left her buzzing and drained at the same time. Her head turned toward the wall, she didn't see Maddie lingering in the doorway. But she could hear the heavy breathing.
She finally turned over in her bed toward the door after a few agonizing minutes. Their eyes met but still the only sound was their soft breathing. The girl leaning in the doorway opposite her looked so lost. The conflicted longing that Sophie saw reflected back at her made her heart clench. As much as she had wanted Maddie's lips everywhere on her body, she knew that it wouldn't have been right. It would have scratched an itch, but the both of them would have ended up in the same emotional place. Only with sex adding to the complications.
Maddie lingered, seemingly debating whether to cross the threshold into Sophie's room or not. Sophie finally cut through the silence.
"Well? You gonna stand there all night?" Sophie asked sitting up.
"Look, I don't mean to do and say what I do. It just comes out and I get so…" she said quickly each world falling over the next one. She stopped herself and looked away. Not finding the words in vacant space she sat down next to her on the bed. She stared at her hands in front her. Softly she let out a nervous laugh.
"Sound like a daft cow don't I?" she chuckled. The frantic energy that Maddie had been giving off all day dropped to zero. All the tension in the poor girl's back and shoulders relaxed as she became noticeably smaller. Maddie held her emotions so tight that it must be frightening to let them go. Sophie sighed with the realization of how exhausting it all must be for this poor girl.
She slowly moved her hands over and clasped the other girl's in her own. They became intertwined between them.
"Yeah, but you're my daft cow" she said giggling as she leaned in. Softly their lips fused together and for a moment it was just them against the world.
Sophie could not drop her dopey grin as she remembered that night. They had snogged for a bit and then just lied down beside each other. Even though Sophie was a bit larger, and Maddie was more skin than muscle, they still found a way to fit together perfectly.
Watching Maddie bouncing around the kitchen, she couldn't help but feel a desperate warmth all over. It was as if she fit in a way that Sophie hadn't felt since Sian. She hadn't realized how much she craved that domesticity. Since her first love had left her, she had struggled with the idea of ever being able to have a proper home. Her childhood had been far from perfect, but it had always been her hope that she could have something like it for herself. She was a northern girl after all.
She had held herself back thus far. But the emotional mixture of it all was dangerously intoxicating. It had been awhile and Maddie was clearly up for it. She perved over the other girl's lean figure. A shock worked its way down to her center which had started to throb against her jeans. Maybe it was time for Sophie Webster to let it all go for once. She wasn't made of stone after all.
It's not like she was a saint.