Page 53 of Spicy Sapphic Christmas

Frowning, she looked around the room and found herself alone. she rubbed her eyes before stifling a yawn behind her hand. She wouldn’t let waking up alone be the undoing of all the warm and satiated feelings that swayed inside of her.

Bea took her time luxuriating in Bunny’s shower, imagining a future where it wasn’t just Bunny’s. She laughed, and the sound echoed around the tiles, mixing with the rush and pound of water. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so relaxed, even after the other times she and Bunny had sex. This had outdone all of them.

Taking her time, she allowed herself to linger in the memory of Bunny worshiping her body, as though she were the goddess Aphrodite herself.

Bunny still hadn’t returned when Bea got out of the shower. Refusing to let that take away her happiness, Bea got dressed, double checked she had all of her things and pulled the door locked behind her. As soon as she did, worry washed over her.Had Bunny left without her keys, assuming Bea would still be there when she returned?

Bea shook her head. She hadn’t seen any keys in the bowl near the door.

Almost skipping her way to the curb where her ride waited for her, Bea decided she would take a detour to the studio this morning and grab coffee on her way for everyone.

Using her back to push open the studio door, Bea carried a tray of coffee in her hands. Music filtered down the hall, and she smiled as she walked, her feet automatically stepping in time with a familiar song she couldn’t quite pin down. It would bother her later, or come to her later. Either way she stopped at the threshold of the piano room and took a deep breath.

Bunny sat on the piano stool, her body moving with the music she played. Bea took the moment to watch her unnoticed. She had become addicted to the shape of this woman, her strong wide shoulders, the muscles that rippled under her short-sleeved shirt. Bunny rocked into the music, and Bea’s hips swayed in time of their own accord.

“A really good job, Bunny.”

Bea startled a little, splashing a few drops of coffee over the tray, thankfully missing her own skin. She regretfully turned her eyes away from Bunny, and for the first time, noticed Siena sitting on the floor against the wall. She wore dark slacks and a tailored button-down shirt with sleeves that were cut angularly from beneath her elbow and down to her wrist. Siena sat with one leg stretched out in front of her while the other bent at the knee, her bare foot flat on the ground. On the thigh of her bent leg rested a folder with sheets of paper on it. Siena flicked through the pages as though she had done it several times and looked up at Bunny. “These lyrics are fantastic.”

Bunny spun around on the piano stool and stopped before she reached Siena. She had turned toward Bea, and as their eyescaught, Bea’s heart fluttered and her smile spread wide over her face.

“Hi.” Bea dipped her head and tucked hair behind her ear with a hand. The tray wobbled in just the one hand, and Bea quickly returned to holding it properly. Since when had she ever played the demure role? It didn’t sit well with her. “I brought coffee.”

“Bea.” Siena jumped up and strode forward.

Bea squared her shoulders. Professional—despite everything, she would remain the consummate professional. Always. Despite the wobble she felt in her legs as Bunny’s eyes raked over her body.

“Perfect timing.” Siena leaned forward and brushed her lips against Bea’s cheek. Maybe it was the corner of her lips and not her cheek. Bea had no idea and quite frankly didn’t care. Her eyes remained fixed on Bunny until Siena moved back, and Bea forced herself to return Siena’s look.

“Bunny’s reworked the songBaby It’s Cold Outside,and the lyrics are brilliant. This song will be the perfect duet for the two of you as the finale for the show.”

“We’re doing a duet?” Bea asked, her heart speeding up. The set list she’d seen so far still hadn’t included any duets for them. Every other combination was there except that one. Bea had tried to bring this up to Bunny, but she hadn’t thought her words had made any difference.

“It’d be a waste not to show off all the combinations of voices we have between the four of you. Wouldn’t it?” Siena voiced Bea’s very thoughts. Then again, maybe Bunny would actually listen to Siena.

“Well, yes.” Bea nodded, blinking in confusion. Had Bunny listened to her after all? Or had she only reconsidered after they had slept together? No, she shook the idea away as soon as it entered her thoughts. Bunny was a professional. Despitewhat they did away from the studio, or at least away from other people when in the studio, she wouldn’t do a duet just to keep Bea happy. She must really believe in the strength of their voices combined.

“Yeah.” Siena drew out the word, looking at Bea and then Bunny. Oh shit, had Bea missed something while she worked through things in her head? “So, are you okay doing it with Bunny?”

Bea’s eyes widened, and she snapped them back to Siena, having allowed them to drift over to Bunny once more.

“Umm.” Bea studied Siena’s face. Did she realize what she’d just said? Did she know? Her face gave away nothing, but Bea wondered if that glint in Siena’s eyes told more than what the woman was saying. “Yeah, as long as the lyrics have removed the lack-of-consent issues, then I’m absolutely fine with singing it with Bunny.”

“Great.” Siena clapped her hands and nodded. “You two can work together on the lyric changes.”

“Enjoy your coffee.” Siena laid a soft hand on Bea’s forearm for just a moment. Bea found that she didn’t really care one way or the other if Siena did know about her and Bunny.

What would it even matter? Bea wouldn’t go back into the closet for anyone, and while she tried to understand Bunny’s perspective on coming out, not even Bunny would make her hide who she was. Besides, she would get to sing with Bunny on stage. Even with the song still reeking of heterosexuality, it couldn’t take away Bea’s excitement about the duet.

“Thanks for the feedback.” Bunny smiled as she took the offered folder from Siena.

“Anytime. Glad I popped in.” Siena turned and gave Bea another smile, this one feeling a little more intimate than the previous one. “Can’t wait to hear you and Bea sing together.”

“Thanks, Siena.”

Siena nodded and left. She didn’t seem like one for big fanfares. And Bea could appreciate that.

“Oh my God. Is that coffee for us?” Piper walked directly up to Bea. After Bea nodded, Piper found her order written in the shorthand codes of the barista and smiled at Bea. “You’re my new favorite person.”

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