Thank you to everyone who reviewed on the last chapter! I was honestly a bit hesitant with posting it because I thought you guys were going to be angry at the fact that Emily still went out with Kate despite liking Paige. BUT I am ecstatic that you guys responded the way you did and I hope this chapter shows that. Let me know what you all think :-)
Dum/Guest/Thulas/shamika . grandberry/Guest/LastHase – I hope this chapter does Paige justice
Darkredeyes/Guest – I heard about the ratings too but I have to admit I still watch the show! I'm basically holding on to pure hope at this point.
Tam/Guest/Trinity Dower – Thank you!
Kristen – lol! Don't worry…I get overly excited for little things as well
Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars or any its characters
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White fresh mozzarella. Pecorino Romano. Garlic. Peppercorn. Oregano. Parsley with olive oil. Once Ignazio's pizza made contact with the tongue, it disregards all other senses so our primary focus is made up of only smell and taste. Just by a mere memory, Paige can conjure up the exact delight she once shared with so many other customers not so long ago.
Glancing over at her clock radio, the large LED blue display presented 11:13pm. Letting out a deep sigh, Paige leaned back on her immense leather office chair, bracing on the backrest cushion to allow her with the luxurious comfortable feel for all intense purposes. Pushing the limits on the pizzeria's good grace, she knew her charm was reaching its limit. In her defense, she did call in the order 10 minutes before Ignazio closed, however it was only 10 minutes.
The amount of focus Paige had working allowed her to ignore all surroundings, including father time. Once in a while she even would skip dinner all together for lack of realization on hunger. Sitting back straight, Paige scratched her neck and began refocusing on the client forms in front of her. Her desk itself screamed how devoted she was to this job. The focal point of her home office was the custom 270 degree dark cherry desk equipped with a 2 draw filing cabinet, along with a glass shelved book case and its own meeting table. Underneath the desk had one section for the printer cabinet and another for the computer tower. In front laid a silver modesty panel and above contained a leather writing pad. Behind her desk was a window wall which allowed natural light to enter to brighten the room along with two torchiere floor lamps in antique brass at both far corners of the room. The walls of Paige's home office were dark brown which held two large oil paintings, while the ceiling and carpet remained white. Besides the lamps and desk, two dark cherry button leg chairs sat in front the desk.
As Paige started to block the sensation of hunger, she heard the knock she's been longing to hear for the last half hour. Running out from behind her desk, she ran past the arch entrance to the office and was immediately greeted upon the forest green front door to her right. Unlocking the only hindrance between and the savoring flavor of Italy, Paige opened and was welcomed by a blast of cold air.
"Thank you so much for this. I'm so sorry I called in late. Normally the time tends to run away from me" Paige said reaching in her pocket to compensate the man for his assistance.
"No problem Ms. McCullers. Mr. Domineco told me you were one of our best customers. Thank you for your generosity" the pizza delivery man replied taking the pay from Paige. "Stay warm and enjoy" he continued walking away.
As Paige began closing the door, she couldn't help notice an object at the far end of her view. Walking out of her door frame towards the black iron side railings, she looked a little harder and noticed someone sitting over in the Brooklyn Bridge Park. Paige couldn't pinpoint if the person was either a woman or man but for some reason she was just drawn to it. Snapping out of her trance, Paige's breath began appearing in front of her quickly giving the realization of how cold it was. Turning back around, she went back into her apartment closing the door behind her.
Opening the red pizza box, she was finally face to face with luscious encompassing meal she's been craving for. With the sudden outburst of mozzarella and basil tomato sauce, Paige didn't even wait to put the pie down; grabbing one and scuffing it down.
Walking up the short split level, she entered the open kitchen area. Placing the pizza box on the stainless steel countertop of the black kitchen island, Paige threw the crust of her first slice down in dissatisfaction. Not because of how amazing the one slice managed to stimulate her whole body, but because she could not understand why that figure outside was still in the back of her mind. Leaning against the counter top, Paige looked off into the dark apartment wondering why she was about to do what she was going to do.
Turning back, she raced down the dark oak stairs and grabbed her black platoon half trench coat which hung behind on the rack near the entrance and ran outside. Throwing on the coat, she felt herself becoming tense as she entered the elevator. As the doors opened, Paige began making her way towards the park more casually thinking the slower stroll would ease her sudden tension. Placing her hands in her pockets, she soon spotted the figure the caught her attention so easily.
Walking from behind the bench, Paige began noticing it was in fact a woman thanks to the brightness of the whole area. The bridge itself added its own lighting source to the park, along with the lights impending from the buildings across the Hudson River. The long brown wavy hair began presenting a familiarity. It covered her shoulders and hid the features of the young woman's body. Paige didn't notice her lack of clothing until she began walking closer.
It was absolutely freezing tonight. Who in the right mind would just sit on a park bench without a jacket? The wind picked up blowing the young brunette's hair back, revealing a part of her face. Squinting, a sudden shock of shiver went down Paige's back making her stand up straight. Her pace picked up at the conclusion of who it was. Her sudden pace became a full out sprint.
Out of breath, she finally reached her goal as she stood in front of the brunette in disbelief. She was wearing nothing more than a grey halter top and blue skinny jeans, not even socks in the black pumps she was wearing. Paige's glance slowly shifted to her arms noticing small black and blue marks on her arms and how dirty her clothes looked. There was even a minor ripped on her left knee.
Paige kneeled down trying to gain eye contact.
"Emily" Paige shivered out but heard no response. Noticing her eye contact not breaking with the view of buildings before her, Paige lightly touched her right shoulder making the brunette jump back at the sudden touch of warmth. Paige managed to let out a sigh of relief when she finally saw a breath of air come out of the Emily's lips. Feeling how cold the brunette was, Paige knew she was probably sitting out here for well over a half hour. Emily still didn't move. Paige's eyes shifted back up as she tried to make eye contact with the same deep brown eyes she grown fond of. She's been crying Paige thought to herself. Her black mascara was running down her cheek bones and slightly to the sides, probably trying to wipe her tears away. Emily still didn't move. Unzipping her coat, Paige took it off without a second thought and placed it over the brunette.
"It's me Em, Paige. I'm not going to hurt you. You need to tell me what happened" Paige whispered out.
Finally shifting her gaze from the building onto the floor, Emily whimpered out, "Just leave me alone". Everything that happened tonight was her own fault. She was the one who decided to come out with Kate. She was the one who led Kate to believe they had a chance. All along Emily knew she was just trying to shove her feelings for Paige aside; to move on from the auburn girl. But she didn't realize how selfish she was coming off.
Watching the brunette look down in a trance, the last thing Paige was going to do was leave her alone. Standing up, she replied in a stern voice "It's below freezing and you barely even have clothes on, not to mention you have bruises all over. Where the fuck is Kate? I thought you guys had a date –". Paige caught herself watching the physical reaction Emily had at the sound of Kate's name.
Rage suddenly ran through her. Thinking the worse, Paige took in a deep breath as she looked to the sky letting it out. Bending down in front Emily, Paige continued. "Please, come inside. I live just around the corner. You need to trust me, I won't hurt you" she forcefully said finally making eye contact with Emily. She had never seen her in such a state. Paige thought whatever Bess did was bad enough, but now Kate? She could see how much Emily was trying to hold back tears.
Slowly retreating her way into Paige's coat, Emily finally got up as she exposed a limp to Paige. As the auburn girl reached to help her, Paige saw Emily flinch, making her withdraw her help. They continued walking towards the apartment building slowly, taking double the amount of time needed to get there.
Paige opened the door, allowing Emily to enter in first; watching as Emily became a bit more tense upon her entry. Closing the door, Paige switched on the lights of the apartment. Emily stood in front of her in astonishment and relief; her apartment was not only gorgeous but gave off a haven feel.
Emily immediately noticed the split level that led to the kitchen. All the appliances were stainless steel as well as the counter top. The fridge came first, followed by her cabinets. All the cabinets were black matching the kitchen island in the center and each had see through glasses so she can easily see where all the dishes and utensils were located. Each cabinet had its own light located inside adding a sense of richness to it. The kitchen island in the center contained the stove and the oven. Noticing the pie of pizza lying on the free space of the counter, Emily quickly concluded it recently came given the vast scent of cheese that quickly came over the apartment.
Continuing her gaze, the living room came next. There was a massive wall window straight ahead giving a wonderful view people would pay millions for. The living room was just as elegant as the kitchen. There was a set of white polyester couches with a black coffee table in front. On both sides of it had a small triangular table that was holding a crystal lamp on each. The couches were facing a flat 54 inch television which hung on a brick wall with a fireplace which held DVDs and books right below it. Between the front of the window and the fireplace, there was a brown suede couch perfect for one person to have their feet up. On it was a small throw to cover with it and behind it was a lamp perfect to do some reading.
To the far left, there was a white column which hid the entrance of the stair case from view upon arrival. Right below the staircase and to their immediate left was another large with an arch entrance containing another wall window. Given the desk was the focal point, Emily quickly knew it was her office.
Breaking her daze, a large black and brown shepherd came rushing towards her, forcing her to retreat behind Paige. That's when she finally heard Paige.
"He won't hurt you" she heard softly. Emily watched as the large dog slowly make his way over to her and started licking her hand to show her he meant no harm. "His name is Blue". Walking toward the kitchen, Paige continued. "I had ordered some pizza if you want. My room is upstairs to the right if you want to grab some clean clothes. The bathroom is straight ahead. I made some tea if you want too" Paige began mentioning as she grabbed her SUV keys. "The phone is in the kitchen if you want to make any calls. I have FIOS so you can navigate through that if you wish-"
"Where are you going?" Emily turned to face Paige.
"I need to take care of something-" Paige replied as she began zipping up her coat.
Cutting her off, Emily angrily replied "just forget it Paige. She didn't do anything. It's not worth-"
"It's not worth what? Emily you're fucking bruised all over. You were sitting in the deep freeze by yourself without a jacket" Paige shouted back.
"Kate didn't do anything" Emily continued. "Tonight was my fault. I tripped over my own feet"
Scrunching her eyebrows, Paige didn't believe Emily as her eyes drifted toward the brunette's shoulders. "You tripped over your own feet? I suppose that hand print currently being displayed on your shoulder was your own doing as well?"
Watching Emily turn her head a bit to find the bruise she just revealed, Paige calmed down a bit. "I'll be back in a few. Stay as long as you want. I always keep a spare key in that large sandstone rock outside. Everything here is yours. If you want to leave, feel free. But know…I don't want you too." Paige stated as made eye contact with Emily. Opening the door to leave, Paige quickly made eye contact with Blue. "Protect her" she simply said as she gently scratched his neck. Watching Blue make his way back by Emily, Paige stood up as she glance back at Emily before disappearing through the door; leaving the brunette standing all alone in the vast apartment.
It was the first time Emily was ever in her place. It was nice and warm; it had a pleasant home feeling to it. As soon as she entered Paige's apartment she felt, safe. Taking off her large jacket, she walked over to the teapot, pouring a bit in a teacup to warm up. Closing her eyes, she could instantly smell Paige. It was a citrus aromatic fragrance she loved since High School. Just as fast as she could smell her, she pictured Kate and opened her eyes gasping. Thankfully Blue was there to quickly graze against her indicating she was okay.
Combing back a few strands of hair from her face, Emily took a sip of the tea noticing in the mirror next to her, how she looked; she was in disbelief. Putting the tea cup down, she began rubbing off the mascara from her cheeks. Softly at first then harder as she began feeling every emotion she was trying to hide away. Tears began streaming down her face. She finally let it out. Bracing against the counter, she slowly began falling to the ground. Sitting with her knees to her chest, Emily allowed herself to let out all the tears she could in the next few seconds. Blue came immediately whimpering at the distress Emily was in. After sensing out the situation, Blue finally decided to lie down on her lap. Feeling the warmth of the lovable shepherd, Emily held on him as tight as she could. Everything was a mess.
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An hour passed before Emily decided she needed to get out the clothes she was in. Walking up the stairs with Blue in tow, Emily opened the closet door to her left, grabbing a black towel. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she headed to Paige's room. As she put on the light, she found herself impressed once again. The first thing before her was a large deep mahogany bed, king size for sure. Paige's sheets were pure white with four pillows. The bed frame was perfect to go with the deep purple paint around her and the white ceiling above her. There were two windows, one on each side of a bed that had white curtains as well with white trimming all around. The view was the same as with the office below her. There were two bed side deep mahogany tables, one by each window with and a white lamp on each that lit up. Right above the bed on the wall were four pictures of New York City in each season. On the left there was a walk in closet which was covered by wall but had two entrances. On the wall was a large mirror. Under the mirror was a small table filled with body spray, lotion and everything else she needed before leaving the house. Under the light switch, immediately to her left, there was a 6 draw deep mahogany dresser; Emily knew that's where Paige's sweats were located. On her immediate right, there was a white loveseat matching the color of carpet. Emily nodded her head at the site of it.
Walking over to the dresser, she opened the first drawer. The all too familiar smell came out once again. Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath. Reaching for a pair of blue panties, Emily trembled at the light touch of it. Just knowing how intimate these hung on Paige's body and the part of the body they touched, she could feel herself getting aroused. Clearing her throat, Emily continued to the third drawer, reaching for a pair of grey sweats and a plain black t-shirt.
Closing the draw, she hugged the clothes with her left arm and inhaled them once again. She could feel herself blushing; feeling as though they could protect her. Heading toward the bathroom, she was greeted with a purely black, white and a dark purple color theme. The white toilet was located on the left with a dragon painting right above. The see-through shower was located in the corner and right in front of her laid a modern sink with a mirror right above it. On the right was a smaller closet which contained extra toilet paper, tissues, hand towels and bath towels.
Shutting the door, Emily slowly began taking off her clothes. Unveiling the light bruises on her skin which were more black and blue at this point; making it look worse than it was before. Staring at herself in the mirror, she took in a deep breath and headed toward the shower.
When warm water touched her skin, it created a tranquil environment; closing her eyes Emily allowed for the water to wash her face. Reaching for the soap, Emily couldn't help but feel the arousal she felt not too long ago once again. This tiny bar of soap managed to stroke Paige in every area, including the ones she could only dream of. As she rubbed it on, she felt the heat in her cheeks and on her chest rise instantly. Rubbing it lower, she easily felt how much arousal it was giving to her. Parting her lips simply at the touch, Emily let out a sigh. How was it possible she could still be aroused after such a dramatic night?
Getting hold of the towel, she wiped herself down and began looking for the panties she had to admit she was longing for. As she pulled them up, she gasped at the touch of the crotch touching her own. After enjoying the feeling for a few seconds, she continued putting on the rest of her clothes.
Clearing up the mess she made with her own clothes, Emily grabbed everything and placed them in a plastic bag she found in the closet. Placing the towel she just used on the towel rack, Emily picked up her bag and made her way out. Descending down the stairs, she looked once again at the area before her and realized what amazing taste Paige had and how lucky anyone would be to have her.
Placing the bag by the couch, Emily walked towards her office. Emily knew she was a snooper, but also knew it was extremely inappropriate to do it when it came to work. Fighting back the urge to walk in, she closed the lights and walked towards the kitchen grabbing a slice of pizza. Emily didn't realize how hungry she was. Basically inhaling the slice of heaven, Emily walked to the teapot. Looking up, she quickly noticed Paige had a liquor cabinet not too far away and thought 'what the hell'. Washing out the teacup she used before, she navigated her way to the liquor cabinet. Opening it, she saw everything any house party needed. Grabbing the Johnnie Walker Black, she poured herself half a cup and placed the bottle back.
The aroma alone gave Emily a sense of drowsiness which wasn't exactly the worse thing at this point. She took a sip of the unique blend; closing her eyes as the warm liquor trickled down her throat making her squirm at first. Taking another slice of the pizza before her, Emily closed the rest of the lights in the house and went over to the living room. Reaching for the remote, Emily put on the television immediately showing CNN.
Nodding her head, Emily smirked and continued on to see what else was showing. Steering her way through the movie channels, she came across Avatar on Showtime. The movie that was so highly praised was the movie she never saw. Leaving it on, Emily lifted her feet, bringing it closer to her chest and took another sip of the pain reliever before her. Looking to her left, she noticed another remote controller. Picking it up, she pressed on and noticed the fireplace automatically turn on. As she placed the remote back down, Blue instantly came up on the couch and laid with her as they watched the movie.
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Paige left the apartment with a full blown rage of anger going through her. She reached her black SUV within seconds. Flashbacks of the bruises on Emily just pumped her adrenaline. Racing out the parking lot, Paige began having flashbacks of the scene before her a few moments ago. She was ready to pummel Kate and find out what the fuck happened. The more she thought of the situation the more her speed picked up. As the bruises appeared to her in her mind, the memories from high school began coming back of Emily and Bess. Zooming down the Prospect Park Expressway, Paige reached the Eastern Parkway area within minutes.
Exiting the car, Paige saw Kate stumbling her way towards her 2 story building. Without a second thought Paige lunged at her, pushing her once as it forced Kate to tumble to the ground. Shoving her forcefully once more, Paige could tell Kate hit her head on the sidewalk. Even with that fact, Paige was so full of anger she couldn't stop herself before lunging at the girl once again.
Getting up out of breath, Paige punched the side walk to try to control her anger. Looking at her now bruised hand, Paige finally spoke up. "What the fuck did you do to Emily?" she said breathing a bit hard.
Moaning in pain Kate answered back, "I'm sorry".
Using her feet to push the groaning woman sideways to see her, Paige responded to the simple response, "You're sorry? The woman has bruises all over her and you're sorry? She didn't even have a jacket!" Paige screamed out as she gave Kate another shove. "What the fuck gave you permission to lay one hand on her?" Paige continued screaming out.
"I didn't lay a hand on her. I was drunk and she tried to get away from me stumbling on her own" Kate whispered out. "She was just there, and so beautiful. Sitting right there next to me" Kate said trying to get up. "And I tried to kiss her but she kept moving away"
"So that gave you the right to keep pursuing her?" Paige screamed out more angry then before at the knowledge she tried to kiss Emily. "Take it as a fucking hint. That's how you treat women? If I even hear you tried contacting Emily or anyone I know, it'll end up far worse than tonight" Paige sternly whispered as she bended down slowly.
Paige's rage and jealousy started getting the best of her as she didn't want to hear what Kate had to say. Letting herself breathe, she asked, "Tell me what you did to her".
Kate laid on her side in pain but knew she had to talk. "Emily was perfect" the sandy brown hair girl mumbled. "She is beautiful and perfect. But then tonight…she just seemed so distant from everything" Kate stated sitting up. "All night I knew something was off. It was like she was just using me to get over someone"
Widening her eyes, Paige was suddenly engulfed with a sickening feeling. "What do you mean it was like she was getting over someone?"
"I don't know. It was like she made sure she kept me at a certain distance so I know my place" Kate stated as she moved her hands to indicate the emphasis on the distance part. "When Emily pushed me away the first time, she went outside for a breather. I was already out of it by then" she continued as she watched Paige's eyes darken. "I went after her. I tried kissing her again, but she pushed me away…making me push her. She tripped over her footing hitting the dumpster behind which caused her to bleed" Kate said in regret. "When I went over to see if she was okay, I couldn't help but want to feel her" she said in sorrow. "But she kept walking away from me. I didn't think I was hurting her until someone pushed me away from her. She ran away after that" Kate confessed.
Paige was beyond livid at the moment. This is all my fault. Wanting nothing more to let her anger out on the girl in front of her, Paige knew it wasn't Kate's entire fault. But reliving the moment in her mind when she laid eyes on Emily tonight, Paige gave into the anger as she threw a single punch toward Kate's face; watching the sandy brown hair girl fall back in agony. "You should get inside and sleep it off tonight" the auburn girl stated as she stood up. She was still mad Kate tried to even touch Emily, but Paige knew she shouldn't have gone after her the way she did. "Don't even think about contacting Emily".
"Don't worry" Kate mumbled as she stood up. "I won't"
Watching the sandy brown girl scurry away, all she thought about was how Emily was doing; only wanting to get back to her place as fast as possible.
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Entering her apartment, Paige's attention went directly to the fireplace. Shifting her eyes to the couch, she was soon comforted as they landed on the sight of Emily fast asleep with Blue snuggled in front of her. Breathing in a sigh of relief, Paige closed the door quietly. All she wanted to do was shelter her and keep her safe at that point. With the same calm movement, she took off her jacket and hung it up. Walking over to the couch, Paige's jaws tightened at how beautiful and arousing Emily looked in her t-shirt and pants. Slowly bending down, she gently tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, allowing the glow from the fireplace to pleasantly add its own glow to her beauty. In that moment, Paige realized she didn't care about her family views, or her community, or religion. All she ever cared about and all she ever wanted was Emily.
Her hands created a fist at the sudden thought of Kate touching her. Watching her full lips, her long eye lashes, everything was absolutely flawless. Paige herself didn't even want to touch her. But at the same time, all she wanted to do was hold her.
Turning around, Paige noticed the glass on the table. Taking a quick sniff she knew right away it was Johnnie Walker. She knew she would have probably taken a drink too to calm her nerves. Slowly getting to her feet, Paige went over to the brown suede couch near the window and grabbed the throw. She gently placed it over Emily trying not to wake her. Picking up the glass, she walked over to the kitchen and washed the dishes that were still in the sink. Grabbing the pizza box, Paige had no regrets ordering it since Emily is here. Opening it she noticed 4 slices were left; content at the thought Emily ate something. Putting the rest in a plastic bag, Paige quietly made her way upstairs.
Going straight to her room, she grabbed a pair of black sweats and a white tank top. As she navigated to the bathroom, Paige noticed the black towel hanging from the rack. Walking over, she felt the damp towel and was relieved to know Emily took a shower to get off the stench of tonight. But the thought of Emily's wet naked body in the bathroom soon created an arousal Paige couldn't help once again. Putting on the shower, she jumped in looking at the bar of soap right away. Wiping the water away from her eyes, Paige's arousal began getting heated and bit more painful. She picked up the bar of soap knowing it had went all over Emily's body, every crevice of her; inside and out. Rubbing it over herself brought a silent moan to her lips.
Her hands shifted down to her throbbing center and couldn't help but want to relieve that itch. Slowly dipping her fingers in, she began thrusting as fast as she could. Paige was furious at herself for getting this way, especially knowing what the girl had been through tonight. She couldn't help herself. Emily's large brown eyes, her gorgeous smile, her body wearing her clothes, her in the shower, all images flashed before her as she finally reached climax. Out of breath, she pressed her body against the tile breathing hard.
This was why Emily was in this position. People like her who was immediately dazed at the thought of Emily, only wanting to touch her; touched her without permission. Shaking out the thoughts, Paige wasn't even sure how Emily felt about her. Why would someone like Emily even want her?
Paige quickly exited the shower and dried herself off. Clearing the fog from the mirror, Paige's eyes went to her hands realized how bruised they were. She opened the cabinet to find some Aveno, Paige put some on followed by the rest of her clothes.
Walking back down stairs, Paige found herself watching Emily once again. She was absolutely peaceful. She didn't want to wake her, but didn't want her stay downstairs. Reaching for the remote, Paige turned off the fireplace. Bending over, Paige placed one arm under her knees, and with the other she grabbed the brunette's right arm placing it behind her neck. Placing her other arm around Emily's back, Paige lifted her as though she weighted nothing at all. With Emily's body shifting onto hers, Paige could feel their body heat meet once again. The brunette's aroma was absolutely mesmerizing.
Clenching her jaw, Paige's whole body became tense. As she walked up the stairs, Paige could feel Emily's t-shirt beginning to rise as it began exposing the panties Emily borrowed. At that single moment, Paige could feel her knees melt below her. Approaching her bed, Paige slowly and carefully placed Emily down; being merely inches away from Emily's caramel face as she did. All she wanted to do was kiss her Paige thought as her gaze shifted toward the bronze beauty's lips.
Grabbing the other half of the converter, Paige brought it over to cover Emily but not before noticing a small charm around the brunette's right ankle. There was something familiar with it. Raising the brunette's pants just a little, Paige lips parted as she realized what she was looking at; it was her old pendant of The Gold Lion of Judah Mezuzah. Paige never thought she would see it again, but couldn't help but smile as she realized the woman she's been longing for still held it close to her. Looking back at the beauty, Paige nodded head slightly before continuing what she was doing before the recognition. Taking one of the pillows from the other side, Paige brought it over to Emily's other side creating a nest for her to sleep in.
As she finished tucking her in, she couldn't help but take one last look at Emily as she gently grazed her eye brow down to her jawline. Shifting off the bed, Paige soon felt a small hand catch grip of her own hand.
"What happened to your hand?" Emily whispered. Turning to face the brunette, Paige couldn't find it in her to say anything making Emily's voice become more stern. "Paige." Emily looked deeply in Paige's eyes. She knew it didn't matter what she said, Paige was going to do as she felt was right; that meant protecting her. "It was my own fault" Emily said. "You shouldn't have gone after her".
Paige knew she acted on impulse. Without breaking eye contact, she let her eyes do the speaking for her. Closing her eyes, Paige continued to move toward the door before hearing a faint whisper. "Stay with me". Paige turned around to see Emily staring back at her. In disbelief she froze. The voice continued, "Please".
Looking to the ground, Paige continued to the door. But instead of leaving, she simply closed it. Navigating to the other end of the bed, Paige took off her socks followed by her bra as she placed it on her night stand. Shifting her eyes back to Emily as she began getting into bed, she could clearly see the woman looking her with what seemed like lust. Not wanting to scare her, Paige stayed on top the comforter so there was no miscommunication of her intension.
Both could feel tension rising between them, but felt safe the same time. Paige's left arm went behind her head as she starred at the ceiling. Emily quickly drifted off at the notion Paige was next to her. How can she feel so safe with her?
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Within an hour, both were fast asleep; unconsciously shifting closer and closer to one another. Opening her eyes a bit, Emily woke up to find her head resting perfectly on Paige's chest. She was still under the covers however she found her feet entangled with Paige's; keeping her warm. Finally getting back sensation to her arms, a small gasp left her lips as she noticed where they were.
Somehow in that hour, her left arm managed to snake up Paige's shirt and rest right below the auburn's girl right breast as her thumb rested right on the woman's nipple. Widening her eyes, Emily dipped her head a little into Paige's neck as she reveled in the feel of Paige. She knew it was wrong, but she didn't have it in her to remove her arm. Feeling her pelvic dip at the sensation, Emily finally forced herself to slowly slide her arm back out; gently placing it around the woman's waist as she shifted closer, nuzzling into her. Emily took in a deep breath as the citrus smell that was Paige completely surrounded her.
Closing her eyes, the brunette soon felt Paige's left arm from under the pillow maneuver around her waist as Emily burrowed her head deeper into Paige's neck. With a smile crossing her lips, Emily felt a tear fall from her eyes. This felt perfect; this is what she wanted. How can something feel so right but be wrong in someone's eyes? Drifting back asleep, Emily didn't care about that; she just wanted the smile on her lips to stay there forever.
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Slowly opening her eyes the next morning, Paige relinquished in warmth. With last night's memories rushing back to her, Paige realized she was covered in her own comforter and alone at that. Sitting up straight, Paige jumped out of bed startling Blue at her speed. Opening her room door, Paige called out for the person who made her heart sank. "Emily?"
Pure silence surrounded her. Confirming she was alone, Paige walked back into the bed room to see if Emily at least left a note. But there was nothing. Placing her hands on her hips, Paige looked at the space Emily had once occupied before combing back her hair with right hand and started setting the bed back to its initial arrangement. Emily just needed space.