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From Scratch (Chapter 5)
Story written on February 9, 2012 by Casual Watcher.
Once the film rolled onto the screen both women eased into silence, shifting comfortably and ever so slightly closer to one another as the movie progressed. Both equally as engaged with the television, the lights having already been dimmed, it was only when an irritation on her arm caused Helena to look away from the screen that she noticed just how close Dylan was to her. Their shoes had been kicked off, legs tucked beside them on the sofa. Her fingers clenched into a fist by Dylan’s legs, her jeans hitched up just enough for a glimmer of tanned flesh to be seen. Helena watched the strip of skin intently, finally swallowing and retracting her fingers further into themselves when the urge to reach out and touch Dylan became too much.
The Brit let out a soft sigh and leant backwards against the sofa, putting some distance between her and Dylan. At the movement, the other woman turned to glance her way, though Helena merely offered her a quick smile and looked back upon the screen, still able to feel a pair of eyes on her. When she was sure Dylan had glanced away, the urge to lean over and wrap her arms completely around her slim frame almost pushed her into reaching out for her hand, but reason and sense soon pulled her mischievous hand into her lap and she swallowed past the lump of desire caught in her throat.
Helena silently cursed the lack of alcohol, and therefore a distraction for her hands, and wondered for a second whether or not she should go out and buy a bottle of wine. The shop wasn’t too far away, she’d be quick, it would give her a moment to breathe and collect her wits, but it would mean leaving Dylan alone with her children…
“Are you okay?” Soft words brought Helena out of her thoughts and she turned to see Dylan watching her curiously.
Smiling, Helena told her, “I was just…” smirking, she shook her head and muttered, “no, it’s doesn’t matter.”
Smirking, Dylan nudged her elbow into Helena’s arm, the action causing a flare to scold the Brit’s spine, and urged, “No, go on…you can’t not finish now.”
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(4 votes, average: 3.75 out of 5)
So unfair we have to imagine what might happen. Great update though.
Thank you for the update.I think they have a future together(hopefully).PPS