Jennie

I wake up alone and panic slightly. I glance around me, my hand gliding over Lisa's side of the bed. I exhale in relief when I realize that it's still warm. Last night was perfect. It's everything I've been wanting for years, but I can't help but worry. Lisa and I have always been intense, our very first kiss was when we were skinny-dipping, after all. Last night was unexpected, though. I wasn't planning on sleeping with her, but I just couldn't resist. I couldn't stay away.

I slip out of bed, my eyes falling to the shirt on the floor. I smile as I think back to the way Lisa dared me to take it off her. I grab it from the floor and slip it on. It is mine now, after all. she did tell me that I could keep it if I took it off her. I bite down on my lip as I button it up and slip my robe on over it.

I can't remember the last time I felt this happy. I can't remember the last time I felt these butterflies. When is the last time I was unable to stop smiling? I'm grinning as I walk down the stairs, the smell of freshly made coffee coming from the kitchen.

Lisa's eyes find mine as I walk in, and for a couple of seconds she is all I can see. She's in her boxers, and I want her again. I want her right here, in her kitchen. She's been driving me crazy, walking around in her swim shorts every morning. I'm done resisting. I know she wants me just as badly, and I've spent too many years feeling incomplete, empty and lonely, to stay away now.

I walk up to her and hold my hand out. Lisa chuckles as she surrenders her coffee cup. I smile to myself as I bring it to my lips. I've missed her so much, and I'm done denying myself the one thing in life I want most.

"If you just had more patience, I would have brought you coffee in bed," Lisa murmurs.

I take a sip of her coffee and shake my hand. "Patience isn't my strong suit."

Lisa chuckles. "No shit, minx."

I grin as she pulls me closer. She undoes the sash on my robe, her lips falling open in shock when she realizes what I'm wearing underneath.

"You're wearing my shirt."

I smile and nod. "Didn't you say you always wanted to see me in one of these?"

Lisa's eyes roam over my body heatedly and her hands find my waist. she pulls me closer and her lips come crashing down on mine. She lifts me onto the kitchen counter and I wrap my legs around her, the shirt riding up.

"Fuck," Lisa whispers. "I want you in this."

I giggle, but she wipes my smile right off my face when her fingers find their way between my legs. "Minx," she whispers, as she drops her lips to my neck and kisses me softly. "How are you wet already?"

I smile and turn my head to whisper into her ear. "Let's just say that seeing you in your swim shorts every morning has been highly… stimulating."

Lisa grins as my hand slips into her boxer shorts. "I need to get back on the pill," I whisper, and Lisa nods.

"I want you bare, Jennie. I want to be able to fuck you whenever, wherever."

Her words make me even wetter and I clench my thighs. My cheeks redden as I look at her. "I've never wanted that with anyone but you," I tell her.

Lisa looks at me in confusion and frowns. "What do you mean?"

I look away, my cheeks burning. "I've never had anyone bare but you."

Lisa looks at me in disbelief, and then she grins. "Knowing that we're still each other's one and only, even for something so small… I fucking love it."

She pulls my lips back to her, and I lose myself in her. "I've missed this," she whispers. "God, I've dreamt about these lips of yours every single night."

Lisa pulls back to look at me, her hands roaming over my body impatiently. she looks at me as though she can't quite believe that I'm really here, and I feel exactly the same. I don't want to overthink this, I just want to be in this moment with her.

My hands slide from her hair to her shoulders, and I pull her closer, my movements urgent and eager. "Lisa," I whisper, my heart filled with longing.

She drops her forehead to mine and inhales deeply. "Let's go back to bed, Minx."

I laugh and throw my arms around her neck. Lisa lifts me into her arms and I rest my head against her shoulder, feeling intensely happy.

Lisa carries me to the stairs and I run my hand over her chest, a smile on my face. We both freeze when the doorbell rings. Lisa looks at me and frowns as she puts me down carefully.

"We weren't expecting anyone, were we?" she asks me, and I shake my head. She sighs and looks irritated as she walks to the front door. I lean back against the wall, my eyes following her.

Lisa stiffens when she opens the door and I frown. My heart sinks when Helen comes into view, Rosé in tow. Her eyes find mine, and she looks shocked. I glance down and belatedly realise that my robe is undone, and she can see that I'm wearing Lisa's shirt.

I clutch my robe tightly and wrap it around me, but I'm obviously not quick enough, because Rosé stares at me, the edges of her lips tipped up in amusement. She glances at Lisa and grins before looking down at her feet.

"Good morning, Jennie," Helen says.

I smile tightly and glance at the stairs, wondering whether I should just make a run for it. Lisa looks tense, and she looks worried. I might not want to spend any time with either Helen or Rosé, but I do want to spend time with Lisa, and I don't want her worrying about me.

"Good morning," I murmur, trying my best to smile at her.

Helen looks relieved, and her smile widens. She holds up a grocery bag excitedly, and my heart aches. When is the last time she smiled at me that way? Most of my memories are tinged with heartache. The last couple of months I spent here overshadow the years of good memories we have.

"I thought I might make some pancakes," she says carefully, and I can't help but wonder if she chose to make that because they're my favorite.

I glance at Lisa to find her staring up at me nervously, as though she thinks I might run. She looks even more hurt than I feel, and I smile at her before turning back to Helen. I nod at her and walk into the kitchen. "Pancakes sound nice," I say, even though I really want to go back to my room.