Page 8 of Spicy Sapphic Christmas

Bunny had barely been able to take her eyes away from Bea. She was stunningly gorgeous, and so far had also remained quiet through all the introductions.

“So you’re sisters?” Bunny said, cringing at the stupidity of the question. She already knew the answer from Siena who had filled them in during the set. Bunny’s shoulders tensed. Why was she always such an idiot when it came to women? But she couldn’t take her eyes off of Bea, and when Bea turned on her, those stunning blue eyes alight with annoyance, Bunny nearly melted.

“Yes,” Bea answered.

Bunny’s mouth went dry, her tongue swelling up in her mouth and making it impossible for her to speak. She wasn’t the suave person that most of the news outlets and fan bases thought she was. She was a clumsy idiot when it came to women. Not to mention, she didn’t really want anyone to know that she was a lesbian.

Nope. That couldn’t happen at all.

“I’m so sorry. I have to run.” Siena popped her head in. Her cheeks that were normally rosy were ashen.

Bunny immediately tensed. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s Harley.” Siena stared down at her phone. “You’ll have to call a ride. I’m so sorry.”

“Family is important.” Bunny put her hand on Siena’s arm and led her out of the dressing room and toward the back door. “What happened?”

“She fell out of her bunk bed and broke her arm. Might have a concussion. I told Tori those bunk beds were a bad idea.” Siena’s voice wavered with leashed emotion.

Bunny wrapped an arm around Siena’s shoulder and tugged her in slightly. “I’m sure she’ll be fine.”

“I can’t decide if I’m more worried or pissed.” Siena snorted. “Tori’s taking her to the emergency room right now, so I’m going to meet them there.”

“All right.” Bunny squeezed Siena in a side hug. “Let me know how everything turns out, okay?”

“Yeah.” Siena worried her lower lip. “Sorry about ditching you.”

“Don’t be. That’s what family is for, right?”

“Yeah.” Siena managed a small quirk of her lips before she slipped farther down the hallway and out of sight.

With her gone, however, Bunny and Piper were going to have to step in and figure out if Bea and Jo were worth Siena’sinvestment. And that was going to take some tact, which Bunny wasn’t known for. With a heaving breath, she turned on her toes and walked back to the dressing room.

Jo and Piper chattered away amicably. Bunny shoved her hands into her pockets and rocked back onto her heels. “Can we buy you some drinks?”

Bea’s lips parted in surprise. “Is everything okay with Siena?”

“Yeah. Her kid needs her.”

“How old is she?”

Bunny clenched her jaw. She was always wary about giving out more information than necessary, always the tight-lipped one. But since Siena had brought Harley up, by name, what could an age hurt? “She’s five. She just started kindergarten this year.”

“Oh, five?” Jo seemed to practically melt. “I love little kids.”

Fuck, Jo and Piper had the same energy levels. Bea, it seemed, was the balance to that. Bunny kept her hands in her pockets, trying to drag her gaze away from Bea.

“So drinks?”

“Sure. Sounds delightful.” Bea dragged out the last word, as if drinks with them would be anything but.

Bunny shuddered as the full force of Bea’s grumpy attitude hit her. Why did she always go for the ice queens? Cringing, Bunny turned toward the door, holding it open for everyone as they left. Julianna’s would be open for another two hours and the adrenaline from their own show was still coursing through Bunny’s veins. A nice drink to round out the night would be pleasant, even if the company was icy.

Jo practically bounced in her shoes as she headed for the bar. They ordered drinks and found a small, quiet table in the corner. Piper eyed Jo over like she had found her new best friend. Perhaps she had, though their bond wasn’t one that easily broken.

Bunny rocked back in her seat, looking Bea over again. “So you want to sign with Siena?”

“Yes,” Bea answered.

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