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Run – Chapter 11
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”Anything. I’ll do anything.” Bo lowered her chin and murmured, ”Just let me be close.”
Her heart won out. Lauren lunged for Bo pulling her into a kiss, not just any kiss, but a kiss as intense as the first swallow of air taken by someone on the verge of drowning, sweet air, an exhilarating inhalation of life. ”Is this close enough?”
Lauren pressed her forehead to Bo before stealing another kiss.
”Does that mean you choose me?”
”I choose me, Bo,” Lauren answered softly. ”I am going to live the life I choose. Be it here or – I was going to say home but I don’t even know where that is anymore…if you’re willing to take that on—”
”I do. I mean, I will. For as long as you’ll let me. My home is you.”
Lauren held on tight. ”Took you long enough.”
”I’m a late bloomer.”
Lauren pulled in for another kiss. ”Bo?”
”Yes?”
”As good as this feels right now, do you think we could go slow? I don’t think my human heart could stand…”
Bo pulls away, smiling. ”I get it, Lauren.”
”I’m not kicking Kenzi to the curb just because a beautiful succubus decides to finally make a move on me.”
Bo leaned away with her arms still snaked around Lauren’s waist. ”Don’t tell anyone, but Bruce is deathly afraid of the dark. Besides, the big baby might kill me if I dumped him so soon for a new roommate.”
Their lips met again and again, each kiss dripping with sweet relief. A breeze rushed through the trees and, as if rejoicing at the lovers reunion, the leaves fluttered and applauded in the wake of the wind with such fervor that even a consort to the god of the gods would take notice and be pleased.
Epilogue
Since her arrival a month ago, Bo got up every day before sunrise and met Lauren on the bus to ride along in the countryside. In the evenings, Kenzi taught her how to navigate a stove, a knife, and boiling water. She devoted a lot of time to Kenzi, admiring her skills as a photojournalist—and discovering through Kenzi’s lens the adventures she and Lauren shared: Cairo, the Great Wall, Machu Pichu, and too many wonders of the world to count. They ran—that was the truth—and they not only survived, Lauren and Kenzi thrived.
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That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.