bittersweet symphony

open starters.

         “ and how far do you think that flattery is going to get you? ”

     “ no comment. ”  she did,  refusing to admit that,  letting a shy smile spread across her lips.  she’s more settled now,  biting down on the bottom of her lip as she feels the other woman’s lips,  a moment that only sends memories of their night together through her mind.  she aches with a need.  “ i’m not blushing ! ”  the protest falls from her lips quickly,  defensive in nature,  and nothing more than a bold face lie.  “ i’m changing the topic of conversation and moving to judge what kind of coffee you like. ”   an easy tease moving from her lips.  she dislikes when she moves from her even as her stomach lets out a low growl,  proving just how hungry she is.  she’s already looking as the words come from luna,  gaze moving along her gorgeous frame.  that’s how they got there to begin with and her morning after mini freakout easily forgotten,  thankfully,  given that it’s a tad embarrassing.  “ hurry. ” she gives a clap of her hands.  “ before i abandon you for food. ”

           His frustration is hilarious to her and only adds to the enjoyment that she has.  “ or, ”  she walks around the table to be a little closer to him,  “ could it be that you’re just rubbish at this and keep insisting you can win? ”   she has a smirk on the edge of her lips,  “ because i think it’s that. ” 

      is it a bit irresponsible to play pool in your own bar?  probably.  does summer care?  not a chance.  she has a smile on her lips,  as if she’s taunting her opponent.  she is.   “ what do you say,  another round? ”  her lips curve,  smug written all over her.  “ or are you too worried you’ll lose again? ”

     it really wouldn’t be so bad, but to say that would me admitting she’s being dramatic about the entire thing.  sometimes she has a bad habit of going to worst case scenario.  she allows herself to be pulled closer to the other woman,  feeling a desire to remove her clothes once more.  “  hmm.  ”  there is a smile that appears on her lips,  a flush across her cheeks,  trying to will it away.  “ you were very loud. ”  that is what she focuses on,  not the fact that she is very close to the absolutely beautiful woman who is tempting her.  “ so,  coffee? ”  she gives her a quick once over,  as if that will prove something.  “ i am looking at you. ”  she states,  focusing back on her eyes,  again willing the flush of her cheeks away.  “ the coffee better come with breakfast. ”

        the pouting doesn’t help matters.  not that she’s looking.  her gaze shifts away abruptly,  an attempt to gain any sort of control of the situation.  she isn’t sure why she’s fighting the situation so hard,  in truth.  “ i think you just want to have coffee with me. ”  she replies, giving her a look.  “ or an excuse to see me again. ”  she only looks at her eyes,  unable to look anywhere else.  she’ll want to take her own clothes off again and they need to stay on.  “ do you want to go talk to your neighbors now?  i don’t think they’d have anything to say about what you think they heard. ”

        doing her best to not look,  willow continues to get dressed.  she decides on not thinking or looking as she looks around for her shoes.  only that fails when she catches a glimpse of luna,  her perfect form on the bed,  wishing she could throw all caution to the wind and climb back in bed.  she’s trying to be more responsible,  not less.   “ that’s not going to happen. ”  she just hopes she sounds confident.  

         “ not important. ”  the words came out quickly,  finding she felt the need to defend herself.  it was definitely more than one round and she still wanted more.  what she wanted was important so she pushed that thought to the back of her head as she looked around for her phone.  an eyebrow rose immediately,  “ afraid? ”  willow wasn’t afraid of anything.  “ if anything you’d be the one getting your heartbroken by me. i’m doing you a favor. ”

     “  you could at least be a bit less...noticeable.  ”

     “ you have got to stop following me around. ”   

          sleeping with a patient’s sibling was not the right move. willow knew that the minute she decided to remove herself from the bed and grab her clothes. she was not going to stay any longer than she had to.  “ this was nice. ”  not a lie,  “ but we can’t do this again. ”   and she needed to leave immediately.