She grabbed the front of my tank top then and pulled me flush up against her. We chuckled at this sudden predicament she seemed to have landed us in. I bit down on my bottom lip as I looked at the beautiful face so close to mine.

You look good. I murmured, meeting her dark gaze.

I missed you. she said, the hand on my top trailing down my tummy.

My breathing became shallow as I felt her fingers slip underneath the waist band of my jeans, but they stopped there and she used this leverage to just pull me further on to her. I let out a small sigh of relief, I knew she was playing with me but somewhere, at the back of my mind theres always a possibility.

I’ve been waiting for this since Sunday.

Waiting for what? I asked innocently, our lips were so close we could barely talk.

For you. she whispered, capturing my lips against her own.

I held her there, I needed this. As soon as I felt her lips it brought all my emotions to the surface and all I could do to stop them spilling over, was to kiss them away. Which I did, much to the shock of Millie. I don’t think she thought I was ready for such a public display of affection. I didn’t really know what I was doing, all I knew was that I needed to feel something, I needed comfort and I needed Millie.

I wrapped my arms around her neck, owning her mouth, making it mine. Our tongues danced a dangerous game, playing with fiery feelings. Planting seeds of passion and need deep within our bodies, which continued to grow with each advance of our craving hands and mouths.

It was Millie who pulled away first, she held her hand up to my shoulder to stop me pulling her into another kiss.

Woah Trix, hold on a minute. she panted, trying to catch her breath. Don’t think I didn’t appreciate that, but are you sure youre ok?

Her dark eyes searched mine, she could tell something wasn’t right by the little flickers of uncertainly and venerability which I couldn’t completely hide, not from her anyway. My sudden need for comfort, the far away look in my eyes; searching for answers I didn’t even want to find. She saw it all, a person I had known for only a few weeks could read me as well as my best friend of over ten years. It was scary how some people when you meet them there isn’t any kind of connection and they are a complete stranger to you. And then you meet someone and there is an automatic sense of familiarity, as if youre just picking up where you left off from a conversation that took place in another life.