through.
She looked extremely interested and stood, coming towards him. He leaned back in his seat, mouth open like Venus herself was approaching.
“How is it you guys didn’t have a off-site backup?”
He began explaining, enrapt eyes never straying from her. She was obviously knowledgeable, offering several solutions he had not considered. Each new solution bringing a wider grin to his face, until he looked absolutely, positively smitten.
He didn’t notice Lia’s eyes, evaluating all he said; all he didn’t say.
He didn’t notice Brenda’s ever increasing scowl.
Everyone else were talking amongst themselves. I snuck another look at Brenda. She looked fucking pissed , eyes not leaving Lia’s face.
Yeah, time for me to get a drink. I slid from the chaise and headed for the kitchen. Multiple bottles of wine were breathing on the counter. Excellent. I poured a glass and drank it. Was pouring another when I saw Brenda stand in the living room.
“Lia, a word.”
Shit. Please no, not in here.
I cleared my throat, giving a little cough, trying to make it obvious someone was in here. Maybe they could take it to another room, the bathroom perhaps?
Of course, neither one gave a damn, standing just inside the kitchen.
“Why, Lia? You cannot be that jealous.”
“I’m always jealous, Brenda. But that’s not the reason for tonight.”
“Then, why?”
“I can’t tell you,” Lia said, coming over next to me and pouring her own glass of wine. She took a sip, leaning against the counter. “Trust me, Brenda.”
Brenda looked furious. “You sicced your girlfriend on my - whatever he was.”
“I know. It was necessary. I am sorry, Brenda.”
Brenda shook her head, looking hurt. “Lia,” she sighed slowly. “Lia. I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”
Lia went still, her eyes raking Brenda’s face. “Don’t,” her voice was soft, but it shook at the end.
They stared at each other, Brenda breathing hard. Lia barely at all.
“Brenda…” Lia stepped closer, a trembling finger rising to touch her. She let it fall, the air leaving her lungs in a rush.
Brenda watched her, a curious expression on her face.
Lia laid her forehead against Brenda’s, her hands scooping her face. “If I could, Brenda, I would. I would give you everything you wanted.” She whispered, “Everyone and everything.”
This seemed like a fine time to slip out. I put my glass down, eyes on the doorway.
“Stay, Meghan.”
Damn.
They stayed like that for a moment. Then Brenda kissed her. It was a kiss years in the making and I averted my gaze at the stunned look on Lia’s face. It ended with Brenda pulling away. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Lia.” She glanced at me. “Meghan, can you get back okay?”
“Um, yeah. No problem.” For some reason I started humming. She just quirked her brow at me, shaking her head as she left.
Lia had turned around, hands extended on the counter with her head lowered.
I glanced at the door again.
“Meghan, please stay.”
How does she do that? Seriously?
“She’s going to leave me, Meghan.”
What? “She said she’d see you tomorrow.”
Lia sighed. “I know.” She wiped an imaginary speck of dust off the counter. “It’s selfish of me, I know. But I can’t. I can’t let her go.”
Um…
“So, it’s the trunk, then?”
She laughed, standing to wrap her arms around me. “I do like you, Meghan. And so does Brenda.”
… Okay ?
“lt will work out, Meghan.” Her arms tightened. “In the end, it will all work out.”
Now, did that sound incredibly ominous.
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Back to the party and Azina was the center of attention, laughing, joking, using current events to support clever and insightful witticisms. Aaron looked awestruck. He was not the only one.
“I think half the room just fell in love with her.” I murmured wonderingly. Some of the partygoers were practically falling out of their chair to lean
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