It had been a couple weeks since Christine had left Meg on the couch, sobbing her heart out. She felt incredibly guilty but she couldn't allow herself to go back. It was for the best if she didn't. If she went back, she'd fool herself into believing that she and Meg could ever be anything more than friends again and that simply wasn't possible when it really came down to it. She wasn't even sure if Meg was interested in other women. For all she knew, her friend could be completely straight. The two of them had never really sat down and had a discussion about sexuality before.
However- It would seem that she wouldn't have too much choice about seeing Meg again. She had been in the middle of cooking when there was a desperate knocking at the door. She sighed and washed and dried her hands, hurrying towards the door afterwards. "What can I help you wi- Meg?!" She demanded, taking a shocked step back.
Meg looked horrible, as if she'd barely been sleeping. She was also much paler. Much to Christine's relief, she looked to be a healthy weight at the very least. The blonde shifted from foot to foot. "Can I come in? Please?" She begged and Christine hesitated before nodding. Her friend entered the house and she shut the door behind her.
Before Christine could do anything, Meg was leaning up and grasping her shoulders. She pressed her lips against Christine's in a hesitant kiss. Christine gasped, resting her hands on the blonde's hips. She was torn between pulling her closer and pushing her away. When Meg pushed closer with a small whined plea, she gave in- returning the kiss. The kiss lingered for a few moments before she carefully pushed the pregnant woman away.
"What was that for?" Christine asked, panting lightly. She wasn't complaining in the slightest- but she wasn't sure what had brought this on. She refused to be anything more than a rebound to her friend.
Meg pulled her full bottom lip between her teeth, shifting slightly and fiddling with her fingers as her nerves returned. "I.. I realized that I need you. I've always had feelings for you- even when I was with Chauncey. I just tried to ignore them." She admitted, peering up at her friend shyly.
Christine argued with herself for a few minutes before pulling Meg into another kiss. She was throwing caution to the wind. Meg didn't seem like she was lying and she was saying things she'd always wanted to hear.
If her heart ended up shattered, it was her own damn fault.