No more than 30 minutes into the movie, Emily had fallen asleep in Paige's arms. Her head rested gently on the girl's chest as Paige softly weaved her fingertips between strands of Emily's hair. Her heart felt full of a powerful longing, emotion stronger than she knew. She hadn't expected their night to end this way and the heavy feeling inside her chest terrified her to the bone.
"Em.. " she whispered, soothingly rubbing the girl's shoulder until she awoke. "Come on, let me walk you up to bed."
Drowsy and clumsy from deep slumber, Emily draped her arm around Paige's shoulder and allowed the girl to guide her up the stairs and into her bedroom. As Paige pulled back the comforter on her bed and began to tuck Emily in, the girl slowly became more coherent. "Mm, sorry for falling asleep. I guess I was more tired than I thought," Emily admitted, tugging an overstretched hair elastic from her wrist and wrapping it around her hair as she pulled it into a messy ponytail.
Paige sat on the bed's edge, tucking a stray piece of hair behind Emily's ear as she smiled. "All good. Sweet dreams." Paige leaned forward and pressed her lips against Emily's forehead, her eyes closed. She inhaled sharply and savoured the scent of the girl's citrus smelling shampoo.
"You're not coming to bed?"
Paige swallowed hard, and shrugged. "Bed's pretty small. I don't mind sleeping on the couch."
Emily wiggled over and held open the blankets for Paige, smiling sleepily. "Just means I'll have to hold you."
Hesitant at first, Paige climbed beneath the blankets and faced Emily, the tips of their noses brushing against one another's. Emily cautiously tilted her face toward Paige's watching the girl's face for any reaction. Paige closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh, wanting so badly to make a move but an unexplained paralysis took over her body.
Emily's fingertips reached out and gently stroked Paige's cheek. She could sense the girl's tension, her vulnerability. She understood but wished she knew why Paige was so hesitant when she had made it clear she had no intention of hurting her.
Finally, Paige took a deep breath, groaning slightly as she did so. She released her inhibitions with it, leaning forward and pressing her lips against Emily's. An instant surge of joy and confidence coarsed through her veins. She rested her hand on Emily's hip, her fingertips searching for an opening beneath the girl's t-shirt. She had spent all evening fighting away her fear and now, her body warm and wanting, fingertips grazing the bare skin of Emily's midriff, all of her doubts crumbled and fell away.
Her lips drifted from Emily's lips, across her cheek and down her neck. A breathy moan escaped from the girl's mouth. Paige closed her eyes, grinning at the sound. Emily placed her hand atop Paige's, guiding her hand higher beneath her shirt, stopping just below her swelling breasts. Paige's fingertips trembled with fear and eager anticipation. She closed her hand into a loose fist before placing her flat palm against one of Emily's breasts. An instant rush of warmth and wet spread between her legs, her feet kicking at the covers to propel her body as close to Emily's as possible.
Emily paused, turning Paige's face toward her own. Her brow furrowed, concern visible in her eyes. "Paige, are you sure?" she asked, slightly confused but eager to explore the explosive chemistry between them.
Paige nodded, her lips wide open, moist and hungry. Her eyes darted between Emily's deep brown eyes and her own hand on the girl's breast, an unbelievable sight. "Totally sure."