*Saturday Morning*
Leah groaned as the first few notes of a song from her alarm drifted around her conscious then entered her mind. 5am was a ridiculous time of day for getting up she thought, as she forced open her eyes to glance at the clock, before turning over and letting the music wash away from her awareness. She sat up with a sudden start as it clicked on once more, 5.15. “Fuck,” uttered Leah as she pushed the covers from her legs and moved towards the bathroom. She now had exactly 30 minutes to get ready for the weekend ahead yet she couldn’t seem to make her body speed up. Leah jumped into the shower, vaguely aware of a nervousness in the pit of her stomach as Erin’s text message from the night before came back to her. Rubbing the smooth liquid into a lather over her chest she read the words back in her mind. On auto pilot she eased the soap over her arms and down each leg before rinsing it quickly off and climbing out. She didn’t have time to relax and dry off as she threw a couple of bottles into her bag from her make-up case and dressed.
Erin was standing leaning against a pillar in the middle of the airport entrance hall when Leah rushed in. Looking around Leah missed her at first, not used to the casual jeans on her working partner. Her natural good looks once more struck Leah as her eyes focused on Erin, absorbing how the denim clung to her thighs and were complimented by the shirt she wore over them. "Wish I had legs like that," Leah muttered to herself. A single bag, with jacket over the top sat at Erin’s feet as she turned the pages of a morning paper. Leah let out a breath and shook her head sharply. What was going on with her? Yes it had been a while since Leah dated, but Erin was.. Erin. Erin was her partner. Erin was female! Catching her breath Leah moved over towards her, and unsure of why paused and waited for Erin to notice her rather than interrupting her reading.
Erin glanced up from behind the paper. She wasn’t really reading it, more skimming the headlines and picking up phrases which caught her attention as she waited. She hated waiting on others. Catching sight of Leah beside her she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, wondering how long she had been standing silently beside her. Erin was taken back by Leah’s appearance, and silently admired it. Leah wore a light summer dress which skimmed her pale thighs where if flared out from her waist which Erin never recalled being so intriguing to her before. Her dark hair which was usually tied back for work, fell loosely tousled over her shoulders. Erin couldn’t help but continue to take in Leah’s body from the ankle boots to her face. The movement of Erin's eyes was not lost on Leah though as it send a bolt of excitement though her body, causing her to flush into her cheeks as she smiled. Erin caught hold of herself then snapped, “You’re late, hurry up before we miss check in.” With a swift turn she moved off towards the desks, with Leah following behind her. “Equal” she muttered, furious with herself for standing there grinning. As Leah stood in the check in line behind Erin, she vowed to herself that this weekend she would let Erin know that she was not in charge of her, that they were equal.
*Saturday Afternoon*
Leah hid a yawn behind her hand as the meeting seemed to drag on. It was almost already a done deal, but papers needed signed. She knew Erin was pissed off by this, the papers could have been signed any time and posted yet they had both been sent on their weekend chasing a few loose strings. Leah observed Erin as she talked though the final few points, being just as detailed as if it were a new deal. Leah’s thoughts wandered again over Erin, she was different today. When they had landed, Leah sensed it in her. It was almost like a physical change, she would hardly recognise this woman. In fact, though she didn't like to admit it, she was almost attracted to this woman, in a regular way of course... "how friends are" she reasoned with her mind. Leah’s fingers rose and toyed with the simple drop pendent on the chain around her neck. She twisted it up and down the chain, pulling the chain over her chin then let it drop against her chest. Becoming aware of eyes on her Leah glanced up, blushing deeply as Erin’s were focused on her, holding her own captive. As Leah finally looked away and around the room she realised the others had gone and blushed deeper. Seeing the pink spread deep into Leah’s cheeks Erin laughed, unable to hold it in as she walked from the room “I’m using the bathroom before we go,” she tossed towards Leah.
Leah was left flustered. She ran her warm palms down over the edge of her dress, smoothing it over her thighs as she stood. Her eyes focused on the door to the toilets Erin was behind, a force almost calling to her, physically pulling her towards Erin.
Erin stood leaning against the sink units. The water gushed hard from the tap for a few moments before it slowed, then stopped only for her to once more lean her weight on the tap. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Leah seemed different. God, Leah seemed pretty. She searched the reflection in her eyes as she pondered over this detail, her plans for the night falling into doubt. Erin had been planning to visit a club in the evening, a women’s club… a bdsm club. But now, her mind could not seem to focus on Lauren, her casual playmate, but was filled with the simple yet pretty dress on her partner who waited outside. After one more press on the tap she dipped her hands in and pressed the coolness against the back of her neck. "You’re tired, you’ve been travelling, You haven’t seen Lauren in a while, it’s just doubts." Arguments raced though Erin’s head with insecurities she would never share with another person before turning to leave the toilets.
Leah stepped forward, moving slowly towards the toilets and felt her hand reach for the door, only to side step and pretend to be reading the notices on the board as Erin emerged.
Glancing at Leah, Erin moved past her observing how Leah fell into step to her left. Erin struggled to recall if she usually walked there. It was always where she kept Lauren leashed. No, London was playing with her head… messing with her head. Leah chattered away in her ear as they left the building, something about a picture of a bucked and a rock, and how it did not constitute good art before she touched Erin’s arm and smiled “What are you doing for dinner? Do you fancy the hotel or I have a list of recommended restaurants close by?”
Erin looked at her, her eyes focusing on Leah’s as she paused, “Yes, dinner,” she shot back before taking off down the stairs and out of the building. Leah watched as she went down, cursing under her breath as she was left wondering what she had said wrong this time.
To be continued :)
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