"My feet are hurting, let's go inside!" the red head pulled her friend towards the inside of the house.

"Maybe if you hadn't worn heels then you could keep up with me."

"There is more than one way to keep up with you Mitchell, the heels are just for show." She winked over her shoulder as they pushed through the people towards a free seat.

Did she actually just say that? I must be drunk, hallucinating, dreaming?

Chloe sat down and pulled Beca onto her lap wrapping her arms around the tiny woman. Some of the Bella's were sitting on the couch opposite them and smiling at the two.

"What are you two snug bugs doing?" Fat Amy asked.

"Her feet were sore so we came in to sit for a while." Beca squirmed as Chloe squeezed her waist. The red head enjoyed the reaction and relaxed back into the couch sneakily sliding one hand to the small area of exposed skin between the belt of the brunette's jeans and the bottom of her t-shirt. She traced patterns working her fingers slightly underneath the fabric. Beca was struggling not to turn around and claim the lips she'd been craving all night.

"Who's so interesting on your phone Cynthia?" Chloe asked as if nothing was happening. Cynthia looked up with a smile.

"This chick I've been talking to, I'm meeting her after she finishes work tonight." Everyone burst into conversation asking questions about the woman for the next twenty minutes until one of the guys at the party decided to streak through the room which send everyone into fits of laughter. Most of the Bella's were leaving now and Chloe was a little confused why nobody was going back to the house. She took the opportunity to again grab Beca's waist and pull their bodies together to whisper in her ear.

"As interesting as this party is, I kind of want to just go home and force you to watch a movie in bed with me."

"No force needed, I'm getting a little tired now so I'll just sleep through the movie."

"Let's go," they stood and left through the front door. The night was warm and the walk home was short, thankfully, since both the women were still a little wobbly from the alcohol.
"Bec's carry me home!" Chloe tried to climb onto her back as they got to the corner of their street. Beca bent down and grabbed the red heads thighs to pull her up. Chloe was definitely a little turned on at the shorter woman's strength as she easily carried her home. They laughed until they almost got to the door and the red head kissed the edge of Beca's neck before she put her down on the porch. She turned around to face the blue eyes and smiled.

"Chloe," she breathed in the scent of the perfect woman standing far too close to her.

"Yes?"

I think I'm falling for you.