“That only applies to washing dishes, Kim, and I still believe in that one. It does not, however, preclude me from at least keeping you company in there.”

Kim smiled and gestured towards the kitchen.

“Well then by all means, join me,” but as they made their way into the other room Kim leaned over and whispered in Kerry’s ear in a teasing voice, “You missed me.”

Kerry stopped and Kim turned to face her. They were mere inches apart with Kim looking down at the shorter woman.

“Yes, I missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

Kerry could feel Kim’s breath on her face and almost reached up to brush the blond curls back, but thought better of it.

“Whatever you’re cooking smells wonderful and I’m really looking forward to enjoying it, which is why you should turn your attention back to it.”

Kim nodded slightly, winked, and stepped away from Kerry and towards the oven.

Two hours later they moved from the dinner table to the living room.

“Are you enjoying being back in Chicago?”

Kim smiled and took Kerry’s hand.

“Very much. The job is great and I think I may already have a girlfriend.”

“Really? You do move fast, Dr. Legaspi.”

“Actually she asked me out the first time and I just couldn’t say no.”

“Is it serious?”

“I think that it could be.”

“Then why don’t you kiss her?”

“Excellent question, Dr. Weaver.”

And with that Kim placed a hand on the back of Kerry’s neck and pulled her closer. Their lips met briefly and then their noses brushed against one another before they came back together in a firm kiss.

Kerry brought her hands up to Kim’s face and held it as their kiss became more passionate. Kim’s other hand moved to Kerry’s back and started rubbing it as their lips parted and their tongues met. Their hearts were racing and their arousal was growing.

Kim leaned back and pulled Kerry down on top of her on the couch. Kerry willingly followed and let out a small moan from the back of her throat. She had not been touched in so long and her body was screaming out for Kim’s hands, one of which had found Kerry’s right breast through her blouse. She was caressing it gently while her lips traveled down Kerry’s cheek to her neck.

This continued for a few minutes before Kerry felt Kim’s hand reaching lower. She pulled away from Kim and lifted herself up on her arms.

“Kim, we can’t.”

“We can’t?”

“Not tonight.”

“Oh, okay,” Kim looked deflated.

Kerry moved closer and gave Kim a quick, gentle kiss.

“Kim, I want to be able to spend the night together when we make love and I can’t do that tonight. I have to get home to Henry.”

This revelation put a smile back on Kim’s face, but Kerry was still concerned that she was testing the psychiatrist’s patience.

“Are you upset?”

“Oh honey, of course not,” Kim responded and pulled Kerry into her arms. “I want to spend the night with you too, and if that can’t be tonight then we should wait.”

Kerry rested her head on Kim’s chest.

“Do you think you could wait two weeks?”

“Two weeks?” Kim sounded a little startled.

“His grandparents get him for the weekend … in two weeks.”

Kim chuckled a little. For the briefest of moments she had thought of suggesting that they move this to Kerry’s apartment, but wasn’t sure how either of them would feel about their first time being in the bed Kerry had shared with Sandy.

“I can wait two weeks, Kerry. I can wait longer if you need to.”

“Not longer Kim. Two weeks will be more than long enough.”