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Mid-Winter’s Promise

Midnight Kiss - Part Two

by Jezebel Writesome
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Copyright © by Jezebel Writesome, January 2012

This Story is rated 'Adults Only' for its sexual content.

Eve woke groggily and opened her eyes to the clock on her nightstand. Six-thirty a.m. on a Sunday morning. It should have been a day to sleep late, be lazy, and generally do whatever she wanted to do. But she had long ago given up on the idea of ever being able to sleep in, no matter what day of the week it was. Now she regretted not turning to her other side before opening her eyes. She would have preferred to awake to the image of her sleeping lover. Sydney was still asleep, close against her and gently breathing into Eve’s neck. The feeling was one she’d like to wake to every morning. Eve smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of Sydney’s body and the comfort of the bed. This was it; as good as it gets. Waking up like this at least once a week made everything else in life worth it. Well, this and what we did last night, Eve thought.

As she felt the rhythmic breathing of the woman next to her, the rise and fall of her chest, and the warm exhalation, Eve considered how the rhythm of her own life had changed in the last six weeks. There had always been a rhythm, but so many times it was more like a continuous droning drum beat of her ordinary day – a day that revolved around work and nothing else. Now her life’s rhythm was punctuated by song. A beautiful song that only got better with time – a song she would never tire of hearing. Although she was not a person who put much stock in what people thought of as luck, she certainly considered herself lucky. And she didn’t want to over think their relationship, but she marveled at how well things had progressed – how well they got along – how they meshed. It was as if by some synchronous set of events that the universe had put in motion, they had been placed in front of one another at the most opportune moment in time. Now it was up to both of them to make the best of that opportunity.

At almost the same moment Eve felt Sydney stir, she also felt the lightest kiss on the nape of her neck. It sent her whole body into an unexpected shudder as gooseflesh formed and then disappeared almost as instantly. Sydney quietly laughed behind her. Eve turned slowly, as Sydney stayed close, making if difficult to reposition herself with any grace.

“That was sneaky,” Eve said, giving her a closed mouth peck on the lips.

Sydney smiled. “I love catching you unaware like that - watching you in the throws of that uncontrollable shiver – that almost whole body skin-gasm, for lack of a better term.”

“That’s a good word for it,” Eve said. “How long have you been awake?”

“Just a minute,” Sydney answered. “Long enough to be able to tell you were already awake and way too deep in thought for this time of the morning.” She snuggled back in, tucking her head under Eve’s chin.

“And how could you tell I was deep in thought?” Eve was not going to deny it, but she found it rather hard to believe. Then again, they’d both had the whole mind reading thing going on since day one.

“Your body has a different feel when you’re deep in thought. I don’t want to call it tension, but there is a slight tightening up. I can feel it, whether we’re lying down, standing up or sitting. If you’re holding me or I’m right up against you in bed, I can feel it. It isn’t something obvious, but there’s a difference.”

“Seriously? Was I having good deep thoughts?”

“Yes, seriously, and yes, I’m fairly certain you were having good thoughts.”

“Wow. Is that a talent you’ve honed as an attorney?”

Sydney drew back and smirked at Eve. “I’m very good at reading body language, even on strangers. It does help in the courtroom. But no, it is not the same thing. And that comment was borderline offensive considering how intimately this conversation began.”

“I’m sorry baby, it wasn’t meant like that,” Eve responded, with genuine contrition.

“I know you didn’t. It’s hard to explain. I have no idea how I already know you that well. But I do, and those insights began almost right away. I am in tune to your body language, your moods …”

“I’m moody?” Eve interrupted.

“No,” Sydney said emphatically. “That is not where I was going with that.”

Eve laughed.

“Now you’re just messing with me.”

“A little,” Eve admitted.

“It’s the same with you,” Sydney said. “You may not be as aware of it, but you anticipate what I need, what I want, sometimes even before I’m aware of it. We both have different ways of demonstrating it, but I think we both know one another far better than most people would, especially considering the amount of time we’ve had together.”

“That’s very true. Right now I’m anticipating you’ll want some breakfast soon, and there isn’t much in my kitchen. I think I’ll take a quick run and pick up something at the bakery on the corner on my way back. Plain bagel with strawberry cream cheese?”

“I think I want some meat this morning,” Sydney said, reaching around and squeezing Eve’s ass.

“Plain with cream cheese and lox?”

“Yep. I’ll have the coffee ready when you get back.”

Sydney heard the door close and rolled over onto Eve’s empty side of the bed. It was still warm and smelled faintly of the citrus scented body lotion that Eve used every day. Sydney could get high on that smell. She smiled and thought about the previous six weeks. It was hard for her to believe that she had been so down on trying to find someone one day and then falling in love the next. That turned into zero to sixty in six weeks. It was a record for her. But there was no doubt she was in love with Eve and she had the assurance that Eve felt the same. So much had changed in six weeks. New job; new love; new job for the new love. Scary how well things were going. Shut up. Don’t even think that. Don’t jinx it.

So now she had about half an hour to practice the speech in her head. In her mind it was time to discuss an eventuality she saw coming sooner rather than later. She wanted to discuss a living arrangement that would lead to moving in together. There was already a spare key tucked away in her purse, wrapped neatly in some tissue paper sealed with a little imprint of her lips. As soon as Eve got back with breakfast she would find a way to broach the subject.

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When Eve walked through the door, Sydney was getting two mugs from the cupboard. The coffee was ready and she had put out two small plates on the dining table. Eve put the bag on the counter and kissed Sydney on the cheek.

“I’ll be right back. Go ahead and pour me some coffee if you don’t mind,” Eve said. She walked toward the bathroom, but ducked behind the door to peek around. She watched Sydney pick up the bakery bag.

When Sydney removed the small box from the bag, Eve walked back into the kitchen. “Sort of a six weeks anniversary present,” Eve said. “Open it.”

Sydney looked at Eve, a little misty eyed. “I will. But I have something for you too. Let’s open them at the same time. I have a feeling this is going to be another one of those great minds think alike moments.” She removed the tiny package from her purse and handed it to Eve.

Eve turned the gift in her hand, feeling the contents within. “I think you’re right.” They both opened the small packages and then looked at one another and laughed.

“You know it’s kind of scary how much we think alike,” Sydney said. “It sometimes makes me think we’re too much alike to get along.”

“And yet we do – remarkably so,” Eve said.

“True enough,” Sydney agreed. “When we get breakfast on the table, I want to talk about something related to our gifts.”

“Me too. You get the coffee poured and I’ll toast the bagels.”

Sydney tried to speak after taking a bite of her bagel. She thought better of it and continued chewing.

“Go ahead sweetie; I think you’re sexy when you talk with a mouth full of food.”

Sydney laughed. “You’d think I was sexy funneling a bag of jalapeño cheese curls into my mouth.”

Eve raised an eyebrow at her. “Sounds like foreplay to me – it would be even sexier if you were also funneling them into my mouth.”

“Can we be serious?” Sydney entreated.

“I was.”

“Fair enough. You probably were. But you know what I want to discuss.”

“I do. You told me a couple of weeks ago that your lease is up in three months. I told you that I recently signed another twelve month lease. Our next step is to decide if we want to move toward cohabitation. Would you like to propose a plan, counselor?”

“Yes, I would. You really like playing judge, don’t you?”

“Can you get me one of those robes? I’ll trade some scrubs for one.” Eve grinned and took another bite of her bagel.

“Instead of continuing like we have been for the next three months and then making a decision, I think we need to carve out a month at a time at each place. That way there isn’t so much back and forth with sleepover clothes and whatever else. We can just collect mail. It’ll give both of us a chance to see what spending all of our non-work hours together will be like.”

“We do that on the weekends.”

“True, but it’s still not the same. This will be much closer to actually living together. There’s another issue which concerns me. We both need to agree not to …”

Eve interrupted. “… not to run back to our respective apartments during the first argument, disagreement, or hurt feelings?”

“Exactly,” Sydney agreed. “I promise I won’t. Of course having said that, I think we should spend the first month at my place.”

“I promise the same, and I agree we should start out at your place. If we both agree to move into my place at the end of the three months, that’ll give us a chance to decide what to keep from both places and what to put into storage. The last month at your place we can spend our spare time taking care of getting everything moved and settled.”

“Once again you’ve read my mind. Eve, I hope you won’t take this the wrong way, but if we move into your place I’d like to get my name on the lease.”

“Of course,” Eve agreed. “I would insist on that. I don’t care if it raises the rent. It’s not much. Plus we’ll be splitting the rent and both saving lots of money every month.”

“You know if we both saved that money, at the end of the year we’d have …”

“Enough for a down payment on a home?” Eve asked. She was hoping the conversation might go in this direction.

Sydney was about to burst. Her eyes lit up. She swallowed the last bite of her bagel. “Are we really sitting here planning our future together?”

“Sydney, I love you. I’ve been planning our lives together for the last six weeks.”

Before Eve could even finish the sentence, Sydney was out of her chair and practically in Eve’s lap, planting kisses all over her face and hugging her tightly.

“My god, I love you so much Eve. I want us to be together forever. I can’t imagine my future without you. I don’t even want to think about tomorrow without you in it.”

Eve wrapped her up in her arms. “Maybe we should take this back to the bedroom. I had planned on catching up on some journal articles this morning, but now I’m too excited to concentrate.”

“I’m all for it.”

“Except I really need a shower first; I got in a three mile run before I picked up the bagels,” Eve said.

“Okay, I’ll tidy up in here while you’re doing that.”

~~~~

Sydney hurriedly cleared the dining table and then went straight to the bedroom. Eve had just gotten into the shower. She stripped down and left her robe and nightwear on the floor. They had never bathed together and she hoped Eve would not be too shy about it. She tapped lightly on the shower door.

Eve opened the door, smiling. “Took you long enough.”

“I had to make sure you got the water warm enough first.” Sydney stepped into the shower and closed the door.

Eve let the water run down her back and pulled Sydney to her. “How dirty do you want to get before we get clean?”

“As dirty as possible, we wouldn’t want to waste the water.”

“Perfectly logical,” Eve said. She reached down, moving her hand slowly down the middle of Sydney’s ass. “Smart, logical and totally reasonable – what a turn on.”

Her fingers reached that point which made Sydney silently gasp. Eve moved her other hand to Sydney’s breast, delicately traced her upper lip with her tongue and then covered Sydney’s mouth with her own in a hungry kiss that fueled a fire deep within them both.

When they came up for air, Sydney knew that sex in the shower just wasn’t going to work for her. “I don’t think I can get there standing up. I’ve already got that leg buckling feeling and I am not doing it on the shower floor. Sorry honey. I started something I can’t finish in here.”

Eve laughed. “That’s fine. We can actually shower.” She took Sydney’s hand and squirted a bit of shampoo into it. “You do me and then I’ll do you. Now get those hands busy in my scalp while I lather you up – in both ways.”

Ten minutes later they both emerged from the shower in hysterical laughter. “How does my being a doctor have anything to do with that?!” Eve questioned and stated, while trying to control her laughter.

“Nothing like that is supposed to embarrass you,” Sydney said between fits of something in between girlish giggling and laughter. She flung herself on the bed, robe on, her hair wrapped in a towel, holding her sides and drawing her legs in to tighten her stomach muscles. “Oh … oh no … it’s starting to hurt.”

“It’s a good work-out to laugh,” Eve said, in between her own fits. “You know what, I just figured out that was payback for the lawyer comment I made earlier.”

“I plead guilty.” Sydney could barely get out the words. Her laughter had turned into snickering. “But really, ‘Shadowland’, is that a medical term? Will I find that in your copy of Gray’s Anatomy?”

Eve took in a deep breath to try and compose herself. “It’s my term and I’m going to have it copyrighted. In fact, I’m coming up with my very own anatomy diagram with all new terminology.”

“You should, it would be hysterically funny.”

“Obviously.”

“Okay, so let me see if I can do a quick recap of the rules,” Sydney said, finally composed enough to form sentences. “In the course of foreplay, sex, and under the general category of reaching orgasm, touching one another in the area designated by Dr. Eve Anders as ‘Shadowland’ is not only permissible, but desirable. However, when bathing, and for the purposes of actually cleansing the areas heretofore known as ‘Shadowland’, only the sole owner of ‘Shadowland’ is allowed to soap, lather, scrub or in any way cleanse said area. Furthermore, any observation of the cleansing of ‘Shadowland’ by another party is also strictly forbidden.”

“Very well said. Do I need to have you sign an agreement?” Eve asked.

“No,” Sydney grinned. “I agree. I just wanted to see the look on your face when I went there. It was priceless. You’re not irritated with me, are you?”

Eve started laughing again. “No. But I can tell you there is no way I can get back on track with what we were doing any time soon.

“Me either.”

Eve lay on the bed next to Sydney, turned and wrapped her arms around her lover. “I feel like I just did a hundred stomach crunches. I’ve gotten my exercise in for the day.”

“I just remembered that Valentine’s Day is Tuesday. Are you into that?” Sydney asked.

“Well, it’s my long day at work, and besides, I swore off Valentine’s Day last year. Balloons, candy, kissing teddy bears … I hate it. But if you want to …”

“No … no, I feel the same way. Let’s just stay in and have some takeout when you get home.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“But you know what we should do – we should send Pam a dozen roses for Valentine’s Day. That would be fitting. I could order them in the morning.”

“I think that’s a great idea,” Eve agreed.

“Eve … sweetheart … how long will we be able to keeps things like this? Everything is so easy between us. Will it last?”

“It’ll last forever, because we’ll make sure it lasts,” Eve answered.

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

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