Girl Games: A Sweet Lesbian Romance

by Mia Archer

  I moved up towards the back row and felt a chill when I saw her there. The theater wasn’t completely empty after all. Kylie was back there with a huge grin on her face. She waved for me to come up and join her. I noted she didn’t have any popcorn or a soda either.

  I shivered. That meant neither one of us planned on snacking on anything. I hoped that meant she was thinking about something else we might do in a deserted movie theater.

  “Did you see anyone you knew coming in?” Kylie asked.

  “Pretty sure I saw Greg Anderson’s younger sister, but she has no idea who I am,” I said. “She was still in elementary school when we were getting ready to graduate.”

  “Good,” Kylie said with a grin that reflected the light from the static advertisements playing on the big screen in front of us. She leaned in and once more I was transported to another world as her lips hungrily devoured my own.

  We didn’t come up for air until the lights dimmed and the speakers boomed with more advertising. I looked around the theater once more to make sure no one had come in while we were sucking face, in the state I was in it was entirely possible we could’ve missed someone joining us, but the theater still looked pretty empty.

  “This was a pretty genius idea,” I said. “I never would’ve thought of doing something like this.”

  At least I never would’ve thought of it in the here and now. There’d been a couple of times when I’d let boyfriends get me into the back of a movie theater, but they were always occupied and so I’d always felt a little awkward getting too hot and heavy. A little awkward maybe because I wasn’t as into them as they were into me. That was something I’d never really considered until today.

  Going to a theater in the middle of the day, though? That added just a little bit of danger to spice up what was already a pretty dangerous situation, and there wasn’t much risk of getting caught since we were sitting right under the projectionist booth so it’s not like they could see what we were up to either.

  “So do you even know what this movie is about?” I asked.

  “No idea,” Kylie said. “It looked like there was a stapler on the poster for some reason, but do you really care what the movie is about?”

  I grinned. “Not really.”

  And suddenly I found myself preoccupied again for a little while. Sure there was a movie playing. Sound was blasting through the theater and all that. I just didn’t care about that as I allowed myself to float away to a wonderful place where it was just me and Kylie in a dark theater and nothing else in the world mattered.

  When I finally pulled away I was having trouble concentrating on anything. My body was on fire all over and little tingles were going off at every nerve ending. I smiled and glanced at the screen, then sat back to collect my thoughts. Kylie’s hand moved out and her fingers intertwined with mine as we both relaxed and looked at the screen without really seeing anything going on up there.

  “So I’ve got some big plans for the game on Friday,” Kylie said.

  “Oh yeah? Do I get to know what those plans are now, or is it a surprise?”

  “It’s something of a surprise,” she said. “Let’s just say we’re not going to have to worry about Dave not being there.”

  I paused and thought about that for a moment. The wheels in my mind started turning as the logic train in my brain took a detour down a path it very rarely took. A special place where logic worked in the way Dave saw the world where everything was about him.

  “So are you sure Dave isn’t coming to game night?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “It just seems to me that he’s the kind of person who wouldn’t get the hint that we don’t want him at game night, y’know?”

  “He got his character killed in the game, he was thrown into a pool in real life, and then he stormed off and said he was never coming back. You really think he’s going to come back after all that?”

  A pause. A look of dawning horror crossed Kylie’s face.

  “Damn. He’s going to come back after all that, isn’t he?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know him all that well, thankfully. You’d know better than me whether or not he’s going to show up.”

  “Yeah, he’s going to show up,” Kylie said. She sat back in her fluffy theater chair and heaved a mighty sigh. “That’s another reason why we never got rid of him. He always showed up no matter what happened and it was always more trouble than it was worth to try and get rid of him for good.”

  “You could always have your dad hang out with a shotgun or something,” I said. “That’d probably scare him away pretty damn fast!”

  Kylie got a far off look in her eyes. “Yeah, and if we told my dad he was trying to get me to go on a date with him he might even use the shotgun!”

  “Very funny. That’s not going to happen,” I said.

  I slapped her shoulder playfully and giggled, but there was something about the look in her eyes that told me she wasn’t joking.

  “You’re serious,” I said.

  “What can I say? My dad is overprotective,” Kylie said.

  I suddenly felt nervous for a whole different reason. Before I’d just been worried about someone finding out that we were carrying on even though I wasn’t sure why I was so worried about that. Everyone seemed cool enough with the whole lesbian thing these days. The whole marriage thing got legalized. I don’t know why I was so worried. It’s just that it was all so new and different and I wasn’t sure how to deal with it.

  And now on top of all that I had to worry about a gun-toting cop getting upset that I was dating his daughter? This thing kept getting more and more crazy.

  I leaned back in my chair and sighed. All I could do was hope that Kylie’s dad would be more reluctant about breaking out the big guns for a girl dating his daughter than for a guy. Besides, it seemed like he should be over that sort of thing by now. She was old enough to drink and close to graduating college, after all.

  Then again fathers could be very particular when it came to their little girl. I know my dad still annoyed me with all his “little princess” stuff, though his doting never rose to the level of threatening people interested in dating me with weapons.

  I gave Kylie’s hand a squeeze. Smiled and enjoyed this moment sitting here in the darkness. I had the strange feeling that this was one of those moments I was going to look back on for the rest of my life with fondness, even if things didn’t work out for us in the long run.

  I looked over at her sitting there in the darkness and savored the interplay of light and shadow moving across her face. She really was so pretty. I’d always thought that. How could I not recognize those thoughts for what they really were? How had it taken me this long to realize how I really felt about her?

  I knew one thing for sure. I didn’t want this moment ruined any more with talk of stupid Dave. I felt like that’s all we talked about sometimes, and it seemed like a pretty shaky foundation for a relationship.

  Relationship. My face heated just thinking that word, but it felt nice. I could get used to that. I guess with Kylie I was finally reaching a place where I felt cool with coming out into the open about how I felt rather than resorting to some drunken groping in the dark corners of some house party or club floor.

  It was nice. Respectable. Hot.

  “You know what? I have an idea,” I said.

  Kylie raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what sort of idea is that?”

  “How about we forget all about Dave and all of that stuff and just enjoy ourselves today? I feel like we have a good thing going here. Let’s not not ruin that by talking about that asshole anymore.”

  Kylie stared ahead for a moment and sighed. “You’re right. I am letting him dominate the conversation, aren’t I?”

  I leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “And you’re still doing it now.”

  “Point taken,” she said. She leaned back and stared at the screen for a moment. I did the same. And I wondered how I could have ever tho
ught movies with this man were funny. Of course I’d been a very little kid the last time he was in the theaters as a headliner.

  “How did this movie even get made?” Kylie said.

  “I don’t know,” I said, trying to reach for something nice to say. Be nice. Be the good girl. Don’t upset people. Always try to be nice. That was how I ended up going to game night with Dave, though on balance I suppose that was a good thing considering it ended with finding Kylie.

  Dang it. Here I was thinking about him again. I needed to not waste any more thoughts on that jerk.

  “The joke during the credits was pretty funny, wasn’t it?” I asked. “The one where he kept falling down and making the farting noises?”

  “Are you crazy? That wasn’t funny at all,” Kylie replied.

  “Well how about this,” I said, my face heating up again at how forward I was about to get. “Nobody comes to a movie this bad to actually watch it. So how about we get back to what we were doing?”

  Kylie looked over to me again. Leaned in. Pressed her lips against mine. God I loved that sensation. I could kiss her all day long and I’d never get tired of it. And then she really surprised me. She lifted up the armrest between us and before I could react she was swinging her legs over and sitting right on top of me. I had to adjust to her weight, but she wasn’t all that heavy and damn did that feel nice.

  Well then. This was a new thing for me. Sure I’d done this sort of thing before, but I was usually the one who was sitting on top of some guy. This was my first time being the one on the bottom. At least when it came to making out.

  As I looked up at her, as I saw her hair falling down around her face creating a sort of halo with the light from the movie behind her filtering through her hair, I had to admit that it was a pretty nice position to be in. I grinned. Moved a strand of hair away from her face right before she attacked me. But oh what a wonderful attack it was. Hot, heavy, urgent, as though she needed me in the worst way.

  Which was just fine with me because I needed her.

  I didn’t get a chance to think of much else after that. The movie played on as ignored background noise behind us, or in front of us depending on what position we were in at a given moment. I was far too busy being distracted by Kylie to care about the movie. A good sort of distraction.

  It was the sort of distraction that made me realize that all the times I’d made out with guys in the past didn’t feel like this. It was as though something was finally clicking into place. I’d finally discovered the right way to do something after I’d been doing it wrong for almost my entire life without ever realizing it.

  I should have done this a long time ago. It felt so good. It felt so right. But I suppose there was nothing for it now but to make up for lost time. So I lost myself in the moment, and oh what a perfect moment it was!

  17: Indecent Quest

  Kylie:

  I looked around at all of the preparations. Everything looked perfect. I’d done a hell of a lot to make sure everything was perfect. The pizza was in place, the cheap stuff from the place that had cheap premade pizzas under a heat lamp but it was still warm food, and there were plenty of chips and drinks as well.

  Way too much caffeine and carbs. Everything a person could want for an all-night gaming session.

  Movement at the door caught my attention. I looked up and blushed as I saw Lisa standing there. I’d hoped she would arrive a little early. She must’ve borrowed her parents’ car again or something. She smiled and walked across the room, glancing out the window before she wrapped her arms around me me in a hug and we exchanged a quick kiss that set my toes curling even though it was just a short brush of the lips.

  Maybe we were both getting into this new thing, but it seemed she was reluctant to share it with the world. It was a feeling I could understand even if in the back of my mind I knew there’d come a time when we had to go public.

  That didn’t feel like nearly as big a deal now as it once had.

  “I missed you,” she said.

  “I missed you too,” I replied.

  I had missed her. Sure we’d just seen each other for lunch yesterday, but it felt like it had been an eternity. Every moment I was away from her was an eternity.

  It had been two weeks since that first game night when we’d shared that forbidden kiss in my room. Two weeks of being all over each other. Two weeks of feeling like I’d been dreaming because everything was still so intense, so hot, and so wonderful.

  We were definitely still in that early phase where we couldn’t get enough of each other, and I found myself hoping that phase would never end.

  “You put together a pretty nice table here tonight,” Lisa said, walking over to check out the offering of pizza and chips and soda I’d laid out to the gaming gods. “Though it’s almost a pity we had to have game night tonight…”

  I squeezed my legs together at that. Memories of what we’d done last week instead of having game night came flooding back and it was causing me to heat up almost as much as I had in the moment last week.

  I’d never imagined it could feel like that. Being with Lisa had quickly shown me that I’d been going about this whole dating thing the wrong way. It wasn’t that the guys I was with were lacking in skill. It’s that they weren’t what I needed.

  It took Lisa for me to finally admit that. It still felt a little weird that I was admitting that to myself.

  “Yeah, well Travis is back in town this week so we should be good to go,” I said. “Though last week’s cancellation was a lot of fun.”

  “Except for the part where you still won’t tell me what the big surprise is,” Lisa said. She jutted her lip out in a cute little pout that was difficult to resist, but somehow I managed.

  “Yeah, well you waited two weeks so you can wait a little longer,” I replied.

  Lisa cocked an eyebrow. “Are you really not going to tell me what the big surprise is? I’ve been trying to get it out of you for two weeks!”

  I blushed again as I thought of some of the things she’d done to try and entice me to give up the big secret. She’d tried so very hard, and it twisted my insides in a delicious knot thinking of some of the things she’d tried. I still wasn’t going to give it up though.

  “What makes you think I would tell you now a few minutes before we’re starting when I didn’t tell you anything over the past two weeks?”

  Lisa shrugged. A mischievous smile played across her face and she started slinking across the room. There was a seductive little sway to her hips that was quite distracting. It was at about that moment that I fully noticed her outfit. A tank top that was low cut enough that it gave me quite a view of her breasts.

  I licked my lips. I’d had plenty of opportunity to do a little bit of exploring in that area, but it didn’t mean I wasn’t going to take the opportunity to enjoy the view if she was going to show it off.

  “Are you sure there’s absolutely nothing I can do to convince you?” she asked.

  She made it even more difficult to resist by moving her finger up to press against my lips. I decided to be a little naughty myself, and I darted my tongue out to swirl around her finger. That always worked well on guys for obvious reasons that were lacking on Lisa, but her eyes went wide as though she was scandalized anyways. I could tell from the way she giggled that she was anything but.

  “Still not going to tell you,” I said.

  “Not even if…”

  Lisa never finished telling me what she planned on doing, but she sure as hell showed me. Her arms wrapped around me and her lips pressed against mine and then our tongues were coming together as I closed my eyes and sighed.

  Yeah, there was absolutely nothing better than the rush of excitement and hormones that came with falling for someone. Even more when it was like I was falling for the first time because this was the first time I’d allowed myself to fall for someone who was truly right for me.

  For a moment I was transported off into my own little world that was just me
and Lisa. It was better even than the world I was transported to when we were playing the game.

  “Well now this is quite a show,” a voice said from the door.

  Both of us jumped and pulled away from each other pretty fast, but I already knew it was too late. I looked over to the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

  Not Dave. I was not equipped to deal with the epic blowout that would accompany him discovering me and Lisa making out. One of us would probably get hurt.

  “Travis?” I asked. “What the hell are you doing here this early?”

  Travis shook his head as he moved into the room and helped himself to a slice of pizza. He put it on a paper plate and took a bite, giving himself a moment to gather his thoughts. Or maybe he was just letting the drama of the moment build. He’d always enjoyed doing that sort of thing.

  Finally he finished chewing and shook his head. “Let’s say I had a feeling I might see something interesting if I came out here a little early tonight,” he said.

  I raised a finger. “I swear, if you say anything to anyone…”

  Travis blinked and looked between the two of us. He seemed genuinely surprised.

  “What are you talking about? I’m happy for you! My best friend, and, well, you seem pretty cool Lisa even if we never really got to know each other in school…”

  I noticed that when he said she seemed pretty cool his eyes went down to her chest. It seemed her tank top had claimed another victim. Not that I could blame him for enjoying the view. I was doing the same damn thing while she was busy being indignantly preoccupied by Travis’s stare. Lisa had to clear her throat before he shook his head and came back to reality.

  “Anyways, why should the two of you be ashamed? It’s the twenty-first century. It’s not like anyone is going to give you a hard time,” he said. “At least not anyone who matters. I mean you’re not going to be able to get married in the Baptist Church down on Main Street, but other than that…”