When we finally caught our breathes, she said with a straight face. “That was the best welcome home I’ve ever had.”
I fell over in a fit of giggles. “That was the best welcome home I ever gave.”
The next few weeks we stayed busy with my graduation, moving Becky out, moving Jane into my apartment, and helping Jayla and Lisa with their wedding plans.
Each morning I woke up next to her happier than the day before. Always with Jane’s body pressed against my side with her legs tangled with mine. My only complaint was my tiny bed. It made having sex a little difficult, but that didn’t stop us.
Each day, I found myself falling in love with us as a couple. We seemed to fit so easily together and moving in never felt awkward or uncomfortable.
At night, we took turns making dinner, then cleaned up together. A day didn’t go by that we didn’t make love as many times as we could. It wasn’t all that we did. We also enjoyed just relaxing on the couch watching tv or going out to dinner. It was also natural. Easy. It only reinforced my belief that we were going to make it.
11
Jane squeezed my hand that she held in her lap as we waited for Jayla and Lisa to walk down the aisle.
I wondered if it would ever get old, having Jane touch me. Every time I looked at her, my stomach felt like butterflies were taking flight inside me.
She was particularly beautiful today. With the sun setting behind her, she practically glowed. Wearing a pastel summer dress that came to her knees, with her hair in loose curls, she was a feminine beauty. I couldn’t wait to get her alone…again.
When the violin began to play, the event that brought us here pulled my attention from Jane, though my thoughts seemed to always be with her.
As I glanced around the backyard that was transformed into an amazing wedding location, I had to give Jayla and Lisa the kudos they deserved. They knew how to throw a party but that was nothing compared to their wedding.
Their backyard had been turned into the perfect setting. With the sky glowing bright yellows and oranges with the setting sun, the two walked down the aisle under sparkly lights leading the way to the altar.
Jayla wore a lace covered gown that hugged her gorgeous curves while Lisa wore a white pant suit leaving half the buttons undone on her top. The two were enchanting as they stared into each other’s eyes and committed their lives to each other.
Tears ran down my cheeks as I pictured marrying Jane one day. I never imagined getting married. I didn’t need a wedding or marriage to commit to someone I cared about.
But, for the first time, I thought about what it would be like to say ‘I do’ to Jane. Married to Jane. It was too early to think about that since I already felt like we were rushing by moving in together but…one day. I could imagine us doing this.
I glanced over at Jane and saw the soft smile on her face and her eyes shining with unshed tears. For Jane I would do anything.
When Jayla and Lisa kissed for the first time as a married couple, the crowd erupted into loud cheers and clapping.
Jane leaned against me and asked, “Do you want to get married? Not now,” she clarified with a small laugh. “But in general.”
“Maybe,” I spoke loud enough for her to hear. “You?” I asked.
“I do,” she said so softly that I had to lean in to hear. “One day, I want it all. I’m not trying to scare you. I just mean in general, I want marriage, a family even if it’s just being dog moms.” I laughed at that since I told her that I would prefer to have pets over kids. “I want to grow old with someone. I want to have a partner for life.”
The way her face brightened when she spoke about her future, she made me want that too. Especially if it was with her.
Without saying another word, Jane leaned her body against mine and laid her head on my shoulder. I wrapped an arm around her as we took in the excitement of everyone around us.
Drinking champagne with my gorgeous companion beside me, I watched as Lisa and Jayla visited with their guests.
I was going to miss them. Just like Jane, knowing them changed me. For the better. I would miss our weekly dinners and me and Jayla’s breakfasts together. Good friends were hard to come by.
A wave of sadness hit me. Tonight, was our last night here before Jane and I took off for our new adventure and new home. As excited as I was, saying goodbye was hard. Especially when I stopped by Mark’s last night to say goodbye to him, Jeffrey and Ethan one last time.
This morning while I helped Jayla and Lisa with their finishing touches, I got all blubbery while making Jayla promise to visit me and Jane, since once I started the master’s program, I wouldn’t have time to travel.
Jayla swore on Lisa’s life they would visit but only if I promised to send her pictures of me and Jane’s road trip and one photo had to be of us topless.
I snickered as Jane’s eyes widened at her request. Then she stared down at her covered breasts and smirked. “The real show will be Angel’s,” she said as she pointed to my tits. But a promise is a promise.
The evening passed in a blur of dancing, drinking, and partying. Always with Jane at my side or in my arms. Now that we were together, I never wanted to miss a chance to be near her or touch her.
In between the first dance and the cutting of the cake, Jane took my hand and guided me into the house where we found a quiet spot.
Just as she closed the door, Jane’s hands were in my hair pulling me closer until our lips met in a heated kiss. When I opened up to her, our tongues tangled.
An almost desperate need to touch her came over me. I lifted the skirt of her dress up and slid my hand beneath her panties. When I touched her already wet pussy, she moaned against my mouth and quickly lifted my skirt to give me the same attention.
The moment her fingers caressed between my pussy lips, I lost my mind. All I could feel was her and all I saw was the same desire in her eyes that I felt deep inside me.
The sound of our fingers sliding into each other was only silenced by our moans. It didn’t take long before we were desperately undulating against each other and then, as if on queue, we both came at the same time.
Jane gasped, “Angel.” My name on her lips had me coming hard. I would never tire of hearing her call my name.
No matter how many times I made love to her, it was never enough.
As we adjusted our clothes and washed our hands, Jane admitted, “I needed that.” I laughed only because I felt the exact same way.
A few hours later Jane and I lined up with our friends holding lit sparklers as the lovebirds rushed to their limo. Lisa and Jayla glowed with so much love that it was palpable.
I wanted that. I could see Jane and I having that. Even only living together in my small apartment for a few weeks, I fell in love with how good it felt to be so…domestic and how normal it felt. Like it had always been that way. How it always should have been.
As we waved goodbye to the happy couple, Jane and I grew quiet.
“We’re one step closer to leaving,” she said with a sigh.
Epilogue
Jane
“Jane? Do you have everything?” Angel yelled from the sidewalk outside her apartment as I shoved the last bag into the trunk of my car.
A wave of affection hit me hearing her call my name. As Jane, I became someone who I always wanted to be. I never wanted to go back to being Melissa or even using that name.
When I turned around, my affection for her grew. If that was even possible. How she managed to look even more beautiful than a few minutes ago, I will never know.
Even with her hair in a messy bun, no makeup, wearing an old t-shirt that was several sizes too big and cut offs that reached her knees, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever met.
She really was an Angel. My Angel who came and saved me from settling into a life I never wanted and gave me a life I had only dreamt about.
My throat tightened with emotion, but I managed to reply, “Yeah. I already did a quick walk through.
There’s nothing left in the apartment.”
Angel practically bounced to the car. Her excitement seemed to radiate from her every pore. And I was starting a life with her. I really was the luckiest woman.
Angel gave me a quick kiss before climbing into the passenger seat. When I got behind the wheel, Angel whispered, “This is really happening,” against my lips.
“Any reservations? Now is the time to tell me.”
Shaking her head, she said, “No. Nothing in my life has ever felt so right as being with you.” She took my hand in hers and gave me a watery smile.
My heart raced hearing her say the words that I felt in my own heart.
I had to tamp down the urge to shout to the world that I loved this woman. I did love her, but I didn’t think Angel was ready to hear it. At least not yet.
We might not have said the words, but I felt it every time she looked at me, every time she touched me, every time she kissed me, every time she put her arms around me. One day she would say those words and I knew she would mean them.
So, for now, I just chanted them in my head every time she did something to remind me how lucky I was to have her in my life.
“You ready?” she asked.
“I’m ready.” In more ways than one. In Angel fashion, she gave me a smile that lit up her face then leaned over and gave me a kiss that had me wishing we were back inside her apartment so we could take it further.
The moment she sat back in her seat she covered her mouth as her lips stretched open in a yawn so big, I thought she would suck all the air out of the car.
It was a happy reminder of me keeping her awake last night. I couldn’t help it. Lying next against her naked body was too much temptation. And I didn’t regret staying up late loving on her even though I was going to have to down gallons of caffeine to stay awake during the first leg of our drive. She would always be worth it.
“Did the moving truck already leave?” she asked after yawning again.
“Yeah. While you were inside rechecking what I already checked.” A guilty smile crossed her face. “I just wanted to make sure I didn’t leave anything.”
I shrugged. If she needed to double check everything then I would let her. It was fun learning her quirks and habits. I figured at some point, it probably wouldn’t be so cute but for now, everything she did, I loved.
We’ve only had a few weeks together, but it didn’t take long for me to realize I would never tire of her. I knew I would always want her, need her and desire her. Angel might not know it yet, but she was my soulmate.
We weren’t on the road fifteen minutes when I glanced over and found her fast asleep. Smiling, I wondered for the millionth time how I got so lucky. I never imagined that my decision to experience sex with a woman at least once in my life would have led me here. I just wanted to have an experience…a memory to take with me as I committed to the life my father wanted for me.
When I looked at my options, I could never explain the feeling I had when I saw Angels photo for the first time. Something about her called out to me. If I was only going to allow myself this one time, I wanted it to be her.
When I met Angel in real life, I realized she was my fantasy come to life. I felt more alive with her in those few hours than I ever had before.
She turned my life upside down.
It took a few hours of being touched, kissed…worshiped by her to know that I could never go back. I felt a connection to her that I never felt with anyone else.
No matter how many times I told myself that Angel was only with me because I paid her, a small niggling or maybe hope, in the back of my head told me that I was more than a client.
She was definitely more than someone I hired to have sex with me.
After a month, I found myself spending countless hours in bed imagining what my life would be like with her at my side. As cheesy as it sounded, I pictured us getting married, buying a house having cats or dogs or whatever animals she wanted.
A time or two I even imagined having a child with her. But most of all, I imagined what it would be like waking up in her arms every day and making love her whenever we wanted.
Sighing, I thought about last night when I asked her about marriage. Her reply wasn’t what I had hoped, but in my heart, I know one day she will be my wife.
I wasn’t in a hurry because every time I looked at Angel, I saw my future. I saw my forever.
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Sally E Xander is a Pseudonym for a mainstream romance writer who is also a mom of queer kids. She spends her days wrangling other peoples kids and evenings writing, reading and hanging out with her family.
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