There were trust in every contact. Comport in every hand holding, care in every face cupping and assurance in every word Alice tried to visualize the days they had fun, then the days they shared tears. A smile grew over her soft pillow remembering those memories.

Then she suddenly remembered the kiss which was never actually happened. The sound of the dropping phone The forceful hands that held her arms over her head and kept them there The sweet torturous pain when Dana nibbled her bottom lip The desperate right hand that wandered around her sensible places.

“*****!!! I’m attracted to her!” she cried full of regret. She turned her body, her head now facing the ceiling. She tried to remember the incident in details which was as fresh as it could possibly be now that the reality mixed with the dream.

Feeling Dana so close, she did enjoyed that moment. The instant connection hit her fast, she even leaned backwards to touch more of Dana, to become one. God knew, if Dana even made a small move forward after the lights went off, Alice would be all over her, unable to control herself.

While the desire was building up inside her once again Alice shyly bit her lips, unable to stop a huge grin forming all over her face.

But the grin faded away, slowly but painfully when the truth hit her. Dana was with Tonya now. Even if she was not, there was no way Alice could proceed forward to make something happen. It was too risky; she could never loose Dana over some girly attraction. An instant crush maybe, which appeared out of nowhere and would go as it came to life. It simply had to go!!!

Then Alice thought how she leaned on Dana once again. “Melted” would be a better term. Dana must be freaking out about that. Being kind and caring, Dana must have been uncomfortable about the sudden closeness but kept her hold and silence just not to hurt or offend Alice. “Yeah, that’s the story underneath” the journalist depressingly thought. Cursing loudly through the way, she went to take a very early morning shower.

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