Walking back to the bedroom with two mugs in hand, taking a minute to glance from the doorway at the woman that filled her heart. Would she able to forgive and forget? Would it all be too much for her… She wasn’t sure but she knew this much Cat was the first woman she had fallen for that made her abandon all her fears. Even if history had come to repeat itself in some unreal force of nature that swept and startled her very being.

Thinking back to when she thought it had been love between herself and Lexie. But whatever that had been was a wanting for that feeling the same rush she felt with Cat and upon feeling that she now understood she had mistaken care and tenderness for love. Lexie had broke her heart, but more of the way a lover who is a friend can break that bond of trust. Sam had been in love with the notion this was the love she had been searching for. But the way she couldn’t bring herself to hold her hand, kiss and hold her in public she knew it wasn’t through fear it was because she didn’t feel her senses overwhelmed by all the chemistry love brought.

Making her way back over to the bed Sam placed the mugs down on the side cabinet. Taking a sip from her own she felt the warm liquid work its magic instantly warming her.
Cat had been stirring for quite some time too scared to open her eyes, scared last night had been just a dream. Swallowing hard she prepared herself for the empty bed she had been accustomed to for these past few weeks. With her eyes opening completely her heart beating again with similarity that Sam was where she belonged in her heart and in their bed. Sam hadn’t noticed the brunette had woken lost in her own thoughts. Cat watched the woman she loved lost in a train thought, transfixed almost in that position. A smile came to her lips as she let herself feel as if all would be ok with the world as long as Sam was by her side. But soon she became aware things could change in an instant; she knew that all too well. Sam broke from the past that had pained her but not as much as the brunette laying next to her. Feeling the small movements her eyes adverted to capture the ones she had grown to love.