Gaps and moaning… bodies working together rhythmically. Her pale figure working on top of her; her back red with nails scratches. Sweat running down her back. Her mind was not in there…
"Oh my god" was barely heard as the brunette moaned after an intense morning orgasm. On top of her Emma look preoccupied, or maybe exasperated. Turning Emma's head so she looks directly at her eyes she started kissing her, desperate. She could feel something was wrong with Emma, but what? She didn't know.
The blonde turns on her back besides Lily. Still lost in her thoughts. "Hey, did you come?" Lili asked while turning around to contemplate her answer. A simple question, that shouldn't be there based on the morning activities.
"A bit" was the only replied. Emma knows that was not the answer Lili was expecting. In different circumstances she would be peppering her with kisses after their morning work out instead, she probably looks like someone kicked her in the balls if she has ones, that's it!
Lili turns around exasperated and started playing with her hair. Emma waits for the shower of questions that are yet to come. She knows they will come. She has known Lili for a couple of months already. At the beginning it was nice; they fooled around until it become something more serious. Lili is smart, funny, and beautiful, that she cannot deny. Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to be enough.
The questions started coming her way as expected "What's wrong?" Lily asked with a sight.
"I don't know" not one of my most brilliant answers; but what can I say? It's not that I don't know, but I don't want to break her heart. But I know that at the end it's what is supposed to happen, because she will corner me until I pounce like a cage animal and tell her the truth, she doesn't want to hear. But this is us!
"Tell me the truth" Lily insisted. This only exasperates me.
"There's nothing, Don't start getting hyper" I dryly reply, while I try to relax my body. The fight will come, I can sense it. Still, I'm trying to contain myself because I really don't wish to hurt her.
"I'm not getting hyper, I'm in love with you" came Lily's reply, as she gets up the bed and starts getting dress.
"You're over me" I know this is stupid because deep down I know she is telling me the truth, but what else can I say? Lily finishes dressing up in silence. In the meantime, I keep starting at the ceiling. After a long pause when the silence became too much Lily tried again.
"Say something" she pledges.
I sit on the bed "Something" Now I know that is something will get her mad.
"Grow up" she spat at me. She is furious. We got to that place I didn't want to go, and the words left my mouth before I can think about it.
"I'm moving out" I say looking at her form as she started crying. Still, she agrees with me. Maybe out of rage or maybe deep down she knows it's what's the best for both of us,
I started to get dress; this is final. I'm taking the last step. I know I should have done this weeks ago, but I couldn't handle the idea of leaving Lily. I love her, I'm just not in love with her.
"I gotta go to work" I murmur as I finish putting on the last piece of clothing. My precious red leather jacket. My armor.
"Emma!" she calls me. She is probably re-thinking all of this.
"You're better off without me"
"Why?" Lily screams at me.
"I'll call you later" were my last words before stepping out of the apartment we both shared until today. I leave the apartment and head directly for work. I feel lighter, as if I took a huge weight out of myself. And I did. All that crap is behind me. I care about Lily. She is the only woman I've been in love with. Growing up as an orphan really fuck you up. It's hard for me to trust people, but I trusted Lily. When I met her, I was in a bad place, but she put on with me. She was patience and loving. It was just a matter of time until I felt in love with her. Unfortunately, for me love is not something that stays for long in my life. I know she tried, but I wasn't there yet. She wanted commitment, I wanted freedom. I want something that I'm still not really sure what is it, but I know what I don't want. Of that I'm sure. And I don't want to be tie to one person I don't feel nothing more than a love for a friend, gratefulness for being there when I needed it. Nothing more.
I stop my train of thoughts as I get to my destination. We are fixing a roof today in one of the nicest areas in the city. I park my truck in the driveway and wave at the boys that are already working. I'd have never thought that a girl like me could have her own business, but here I'm. Twenty-nine years old and her own roofing business. For some being a girl who repairs roofs for living seem like nothing, but for me it means a lot. I always knew I wanted to work with my hands. I was never good a math or science but if I needed to fix something that was easy for me. I climbed to the roof to start work, while I keep thinking about my life until a Mercedes stops in the opposite driveway, and I hear whistles coming from my mates.
"Hey sweetheart! Pass the keys, let me take it for a ride," shouted Killian. While we are all fixated in the driver as she gets out of the car.
Red stilettos, long golden legs, a very tight black skirt that molds her figure like a glove encompassing a narrow waist and a very firm and rounded back side based on the view as the beauty before my eyes go to the back of the car to pick-up some bags. I keep analyzing the figure in front of my eyes… White blouse with three buttons undone that are tantalizing you to look what is there. Unfortunately, I don't see exactly what's in there as I'm way above her. I continue looking up racking my eyes up her neck, full and plush red lips, perfect nose and… I stop on my tracks. Those eyes. The most beautiful chocolate eyes I've ever seen, and they are looking back at me. I smirk knowing I got her attention before saying what is on my mind "I'd take her for a ride".
She finishes taking all the bags from her car. Walking elegantly and swaging her body. Killian cannot contain himself anymore "Hey, why do ladies love roofers?" he says with his most charming smile.
I cannot contain the smile that appears on my face as I see the annoyance radiating from the beauty accompanied with an eye roll. I like her was my last thought as she enters her house and I get back to work.