Karma's POV
"Shane!" I said in surprise as I opened the door "what...what are doing here?" I asked confused.
"I spoken to Amy." He announced
Shit! My heart began beating faster. "Oh" was all I managed to say.
"She told me what you said Karma...about the text message"
I felt my face flush with embarrassment.
"and I'm guessing she didn't send you here to tell me that she feels the same?" I flopped down on the bed as the realisation hit home. Amy hadn't even bothered responding to my text! I had realised how I felt too late in the day.
Deep in my thoughts, I didn't realise Shane was now sitting next me on the bed until he took my hand.
"Karma...Amy is with Reagan now. You know that right? They're good together. It...it just isn't meant to be this thing between you and Amy."
I sat in silence, fighting back the tears. Part caused by sadness at the words Amy's with Reagan. And part caused by anger at Shane telling me that Amy and I weren't meant to be together. Who the fuck was he to tell me that? Amy and I were solemates. I had just missed my cue. I wasn't giving up on this, just because Shane Harvey was telling me so.
Amy had picked Reagan over me. And that hurt like hell...but I wasn't giving up. I just needed to bide my time and be a good friend. That's if Amy still wanted to be a friend! I wiped a tear away that had escaped from the small reservoirs that had formed in my eyes at the thought. She hadn't even been bothered to respond to my text after all. Maybe I meant that little to her.
Shane's voice interrupted my thoughts "She didn't send me to tell you...I just wanted to make sure you were OK? Liam told me about your fight...and then your text message and... Well I thought you might need a friendly shoulder?"
Friendly shoulder? Shane? When did that happen? I thought to myself. The only shoulder I wanted was Amy's but that was no longer an option.
I took a deep breath to steady my voice before putting on a performance worthy of a Grammy.
"That's very sweet of you...but I'm OK. I missed the boat. These things happen. I'm happy Amy is with Reagan..." I paused. Swallowed hard before adding "she deserves to be happy."
I looked at Shane directly "Shane, we both know why you came...and I get the message OK. I get it." I looked at him coldly. He didn't give a shit about how I was feeling. He just wanted to warn me off.
"Karma that's not..."
I interrupted him "it's OK Shane...I probably would have done the same if I was you!"
He smiled weakly, admitting he was guilty and left the room.
As I watched him leave and close the door, I felt the flood of tears start to fall as the truth really got home. There would be no fairytale ending to this story. Amy had found herself a new prince(ess).
Amy's POV
As we laid there on our sides, looking at each other I realised I was holding my breath as I waited for Reagan to speak. Had I said/done enough to convince her she was who I wanted? I raised my hand up to her beautiful face and stroked her cheek. I watched as she closed her eyes briefly, took a deep breath and then looking directly at me started speaking.
"OK shrimp girl...let's do this. Let's give it ago.."
"Really?" I asked with a huge smile on my face. I knew I probably looked like an idiot, but I couldn't help it. I was so happy and relieved.
Thankfully Reagan smiled back at me. "Really." She paused, reached over and tucked a loose hair behind my eye. She looked nervous. I watched as she swallowed and then to my surprise added with a small laugh "Jeez...I am normally WAY cooler than this...but fuck it...you've totally got me Amy..."
I didn't let her continue speaking, I climbed on top of her and kissed her hard. She was so amazingly sexy and here she was telling me that she was into me...it was too much. I felt a new flood of desire race through me as our mouths crashed against each other in hunger for each other. I felt her hands reach around my back, sliding down and resting on my hips. She pulled me closing in and my hips started moving in time with hers. I briefly broke away from her lips and leant in and whispered into her ear "I'm so fucking in to you too. This...this feel so good." I ran my tongue slowly down her neck and I heard a groan escape from her mouth. Her lips were open, waiting for mine and she pulled my head back towards hers...towards her lips. I took a sharp intake of breath when I felt Reagan's hand slip between our bodies and a finger push inside me. Now it was my time to groan.
REAGAN's POV
We fucked for the next hour solidly, taking turns pleasuring each other, playing with each other's bodies...learning each other's hot spots. As we laid together, after our third or maybe fourth orgasm, limbs entangled my stomach let out an almighty rumble. I realised that I was starving!
"Woah..." I laughed "I guess I worked up a appetite. Are you hungry?"
"Oh my god...I'm SO hungry"
Amy laughed relieved that I had suggested food.
"OK well how about we throw on some clothes and I'll make us a snack?"
"Perfect. Not only are you a super hot lover...but you cook as well!" Amy teased
I raised my eyesbrows at her comment before adding "actually I would almost go as far as to say that my cooking skills equal my lady loving skills!"
I smiled as Amy laughed
"Impossible!" She added and moved in for a kiss. As tempted as it was to stay in bed, the sound that came from my stomach that resembled a small Mammal inside me, gave us no choice but to get up.
I handed Amy some shorts and a t-shirt and we both got dressed. Just as I was walking towards the door, I caught sight of my reflection and laughed out loudly
"Jesus Christ...look at the state of me...look what you've done to me!" I laughed as is pointed at the state of my hair, and the flushed look on my face.
Amy laughed as she joined me at the mirror "god...and I look so much better...NOT!" I turned and looked at her with her big bed hair, slightly smudged make up and what looked like a small lovebite on her neck...she looked perfect to me.
"Shit Reagan...have you given me a hicky?" She screamed as she spotted the red mark on her neck.
"Errrr yeah...it certainly appears that way..." I replied guiltily before adding "...but it's all YOUR fault for having such a kissable neck!"
She shot a not funny look as she checked out the damage to her neck in the mirror. "I'm sorry babe...I don't know what came over me...I'll make it up to you I promise" I said with a wink.
Amy's POV
My heart did a little flutter when she called me babe. I loved it. I loved the feeling of someone being into me as much as I was them.
"Well...I look forward to seeing you making it up to me" I smiled back "starting by you making me some food".
We headed to the kitchen and Reagan opened the fridge to see what to make.
"Hmm well I have to admit my options are fairly limited here...we can have eggs...or maybe some...eggs...oh wait..I have found a pepper so huevos rancheros it is." She turned back towards me holding the ingredients to check that was ok.
"Sounds perfect" I responded as I sat down at the small table and watched as she set about making our snack.
A while later and the living room door opened and Courtney walked into the kitchen. "Well hello you two...made it up I see!" She teased Reagan who shot her a look that screamed shut up.
I felt slightly embarrassed that Reagan had clearly told Court what had happened, but I guess they were best friends. Reagan looked over her shoulder at me and gave me a reassuring smile. It was as if she knew. I relaxed slightly.
"Mmm something smells good, whatcha cooking?" Courtney asked
"HR.." Reagan replied "you want some? I've made plenty" she added to her friend who was making a cup of tea.
"Ah thanks babe, but I think I'm gonna call it a night. I'm just making a tea to take to bed...you know my rock n roll lifestyle can be SO tiring at times!" She joked
"Besides...I think I'll leave you two lovebirds to it." I watched as the words left Courtney mouth and took in the way she said it. There was something there...a hint in her voice of an emotion I knew so well.
Courtney poured her tea, turned to me and said goodnight before planting a quick kiss on Reagans cheek as she passed by.
"Sleep well" Reagan said to her friend as she left the room.
I sat there feeling slightly uneasy. Why did that kiss bother me so much. And then it hit me...it bothered me because I recognised the signs...Courtney was jealous... She had feeling for Reagan and I saw it in her actions and heard it in her voice. Thing is, did Reagan know?