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    Story written on November 19, 2022 by Freckled.
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    ”Nah.” Alex said, looking closely at the wound. ”And if you do, I’ve got extra ligature in the prep room.” She joked. Piper shoved her shoulder. ”You alright, kid?” Alex asked seriously. ”Yeah, just embarrassed.” ”Don’t be.” Alex waved it away. ”The first time somebody decided to crash a funeral I jumped in to help

    ”Nah.” Alex said, looking closely at the wound. ”And if you do, I’ve got extra ligature in the prep room.” She joked. Piper shoved her shoulder.

    ”You alright, kid?” Alex asked seriously.

    ”Yeah, just embarrassed.”

    ”Don’t be.” Alex waved it away. ”The first time somebody decided to crash a funeral I jumped in to help and lost a chunk of my hair. I looked like one of those stray dogs with mange for like, a month.” Piper laughed, wincing at the pain in her nose. She pressed the ice to it, looking over Alex. She looked good in a dress. Hell, she looked good in anything.

    ”Well, I uh, I’ve got some stuff I have to take care of so…” Alex opened the restroom door and went to leave before turning to face Piper again.

    ”Look, about last night, I’m sorry if I did anything that made you uncomfortable. I drank too much and took stuff to a weird place and-”

    ”I didn’t think it was weird.” Piper interjected. Alex didn’t say anything in reply. ”Really. I didn’t.” Piper continued.

    ”I just don’t want you to think I’m like…Harvey Weinstein or something.” Alex said shyly. Piper chuckled.

    ”What? Why would I ever think that?”

    ”Cause…I don’t know. It was stupid.” Alex shrugged. Piper wrapped her hand around Alex’s wrist. They held eye contact, Piper lowering the bag of ice. Alex closed the door and took a step closer to the shorter woman. Piper slowly slid her hand from her wrist to her hand. Alex’s fingers melted between Piper’s. Her hands were freezing.

    ”Did you think it was weird?” Piper asked.

    ”No.” Alex looked down at their embraced hands. ”I wouldn’t have done it had I thought it’d be weird.”

    ”Did you like it?” The blonde pressed.

    ”I couldn’t…stop thinking about it, if that’s what you mean.” Alex smiled. Piper smiled back, adoring the little lines at the side of Alex’s mouth. She took her free hand and set it on the side of Alex’s face. Alex felt a chill run down her spine. Piper’s touch was ice cold, but she was sure that wasn’t why.

    ”Yeah.” Piper was looking between the taller woman’s eyes and mouth again, the way she’d done less than 24 hours ago. ”Me neither.”

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    1. This is an interesting story…. mixture of romance, trying to make a buisness survive, competitive nature of women, being engaged to someone with life goals which may not match your own, and being in a buisness that deals with the dark side of life. And sprinkle in some illegal drug usage and shady characters. I’m ready to read some more…

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