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Authors: Susan X Meagher

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Mrs. Andrews rose and placed her hand on Ryan’s shoulder. "Love doesn’t make sense, Ryan," she said softly. "I’m just very glad that you’ve found it."

 

 

Part 3

A half hour later, they were curled up around each other in bed, Ryan’s ardor completely forgotten. She was lying on her back and Jamie rested against her chest, listening to the strong, slow heartbeat. "Whatcha thinking about, Babe?"

"I’m thinking about what in the hell I’m gonna tell Da," Ryan murmured grumpily.

Jamie struggled to sit up, facing her partner with a very surprised look. "Are you worried about that?"

Ryan shook her head. "No…not worried per se. But it’s gonna be tough to get him over his anger. I don’t want to reveal that Sara’s a lesbian, and I certainly don’t have any intention of telling him what happened when she came to the house." Here she shivered involuntarily, reminding Jamie of her repentance. "I just hate to hide things from him–he can always tell when I’m holding something back."

"Let me do it," Jamie offered unexpectedly.

"Huh?" Ryan sat up and faced her with a puzzled look. "You’d tell him?"

"Sure. I don’t mean to brag…but he is very compliant around me."

Ryan laughed heartily at that understatement. "He’s worse than I am, if that’s possible!"

"I wouldn’t go that far," Jamie teased, earning a pinch. "No, really, Babe. Let’s take a nap and when he comes home from work, I’ll go have a talk with him."

Ryan pursed her lips for a moment before gratefully accepting the offer. "I should do it myself–but if you’ll willing–have at it!" With that, she dropped onto the bed and placed her pillow over her face, muttering through the fabric, "Lock the door when you leave. I’m hiding until it’s all over!"

 

When Jamie came downstairs a little after six, Ryan was sitting in front of her computer, typing furiously. She was obviously very intent on her task, since she didn’t hear her partner approach. A sharp gasp flew from her lips when Jamie lightly touched her shoulder, and she complained, "Jeez! Don’t sneak up on me like that!" There was a touch of irritation in her voice, but Jamie didn’t mention it. She had done a little math in her head and had determined that Ryan was a few days overdue for her period, so she thought it best to cut her a little slack.

"Sorry, Love," she whispered, bending to place a gentle kiss on the top of her glossy black hair.

To Jamie’s complete pleasure, Ryan turned her chair around and gazed at her with contrite blue eyes. "I’m sorry I’m being so bitchy today, Honey. Forgive me?"

"You’ve done nothing that requires forgiveness, Ryan." She climbed onto Ryan’s lap, draping her arm around her broad shoulders so that she could hold on tight. "You’re just an itsy, bitsy, teeny, tiny bit grouchy today." She held her index finger about a millimeter from her thumb, indicating the small measure of grouchiness she detected. "It’s barely noticeable."

Ryan laughed a little at her partner’s description, knowing it was deliberately inaccurate, but pleased that Jamie wanted to provide her with reassurance. "I think I’m extra grouchy because of all of the stuff going on in my head," she admitted. "I was just trying to remember everything that happened when I went back to school for my senior year." She twitched her head towards her desk, indicating the yearbook lying open. "I’m making a list of all of the girls that could possibly have had any knowledge of the whole thing."

"Well, I can take one worry off of your mind," Jamie smiled. "I spoke with your father, and after a bit I called Maeve and she came over too. We all talked it out, and I think he’s willing to play nice."

"Really?" Ryan’s face lit up, and Jamie was once again struck by how easy it was to bring a smile to her lovely face. "Do you think he understood?"

"It took a little while," Jamie admitted. "You must have gotten your capacity to forgive from your mother." She rolled her eyes a little and Ryan nodded emphatically.

"I think Da’s natural impulse is to tell people off in no uncertain terms and never speak to them again. He has a really tough time letting things go."

"I think, in this case, he can see how Mrs. Andrews was caught up in trying to protect Sara. Once I convinced him that neither of them had spread the rumors, he seemed much more willing to forgive them both."

"Aunt Maeve believes her story, doesn’t she?" A shadow of doubt passed over Ryan’s eyes, but Jamie was able to reassure her completely.

"Maeve says that she’s certain of it. She says that Mary Elizabeth has her share of faults, but that lying isn’t one of them."

Ryan nodded, then rested her head against Jamie’s chest. "Thank you for talking to him, Honey. I just didn’t relish the thought of a whole emotional scene today. I feel too unstable."

"Feel better now?" Jamie asked softly, running her hand lightly across the soft cotton of Ryan’s T-shirt.

"Yeah. I feel good," she agreed. "Is Aunt Maeve still here?"

"Yes. She’s staying for dinner. She brought a little visitor, too."

Ryan patted her partner’s butt, shooing her off her lap. "My favorite girl! Why didn’t you say so?" she demanded, heading for the stairs. When she reached them she turned and smiled at her partner, amending her initial statement. "You’ll always be my favorite girl, she’s just easier to carry." And with that she crossed the distance between them in two large strides and tossed Jamie over her shoulder like a sack of spuds.

"Ryan!" she cried. "Put me down!"

"You have to say the magic words," Ryan teased, climbing the stairs quickly despite Jamie’s weight.

"I will not!" she insisted.

Ryan’s right arm was locked around Jamie’s thighs, holding her securely, but her left was free to wander, and it trailed over the taut cotton covering Jamie’s ass. "Caitlin might be easier to carry–but the view is a lot better with you."

Deciding to give up the struggle, Jamie relaxed and enjoyed the short trip. Seeing her partner act in such a playful manner was always one of her favorite things, and when she was honest with herself she had to admit that she loved to feel the powerful body moving under her.
We’ve got to get to bed early tonight
, she mused, watching the muscles in Ryan’s back flex.
I’m still simmering from our little interrupted session on the deck!

 

Jamie emerged from the kitchen an hour later to check out the shrieks coming from the living room. The sight she encountered was totally beyond anything she had expected. "What in the heck are you two doing?"

Ryan was on her hands and knees, one end of a heavy rope toy clutched in her teeth. The other end of the toy was firmly held by Duffy’s equally white teeth. Caitlin was sitting on the floor shrieking with laughter as she excitedly slapped at Ryan, spurring her on. Ryan was growling audibly, Duffy slightly less so, but they were clearly enjoying the game. They were both tugging on the toy with as much power as they could generate, and Ryan was giving him a run for his money, even though his body was built for the contest. It was clear that Duffy was trying to be gentle with his owner, and just as clear that Ryan wasn’t cutting him a bit of slack.

Jamie stood with her hands on her hips, surveying the scene for a moment, before turning to ask Martin, "Has Ryan had all of her shots?"

"Pardon, Dear?" he asked, stepping out of the kitchen to join her. His amused expression mirrored that of his daughter-in-law, and he shook his head slowly while rolling his eyes. "Don’t worry, Jamie," he assured her. "Duffy’s up to date on all of his vaccinations."

"I wasn’t worried about Ryan," she insisted, casting another fond glance at her partner. "I was worried about Duffy!"

 

"I’ll go get the baby for you, Maeve," Jamie offered at a little past nine o’clock. When Caitlin’s mood had turned sour Ryan had decided to take her downstairs to feed and change her. That had been nearly a half hour ago, though, and Maeve was now ready to leave.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, Jamie saw that the diaper change had led to a nap–regrettably, for both of the cousins.
Such a sweet pair
, she thought fondly, gazing at the pair cuddled together on the bed. She hated to wake her partner, but her long arm was wrapped firmly around Caitlin’s body, and she knew that Ryan would awaken the instant she moved the little one.

Much to her surprise, however, Ryan barely budged as she extricated the baby. Caitlin was limp in her arms as she carried her up the stairs, handing her over to Maeve with a kiss on her head. "My baby’s as sound asleep as this one is," she laughed. "I think I’ll just let her sleep in her clothes tonight."

"That’s what I always did," Martin admitted. "She’d get so grumpy when I woke her to put on her pajamas, that I gave up the fight after a while."

"You’re a wise man," Jamie smiled, kissing both Martin and Maeve goodnight.

"Not so much wise as practical," he demurred. "Once she was prone and quiet, I didn’t want to risk riling her up again."

 

As Jamie descended the stairs again she grumbled to herself,
I was rather looking forward to riling her up tonight. Oh well, we’ll have other nights.

After brushing her teeth, she quickly stripped and climbed into bed.
This is going to be tough
, she decided.
She’s on top of the covers, but it’s way too cold for me to be outside of them, too
. The fog had rolled in, giving a definite chill to the air, and she knew she wouldn’t have the benefit of Ryan’s bare skin to help keep her warm, either.
If I’ve got to get her under the covers, I might as well undress her
, she thought logically.
I’ll just start taking her clothes off, and she’ll wake up enough to help me
.

She started at the bottom, figuring that was the easy part. The shoes and socks came off without complaint, the dark woman never stirring.
God, she’s out like a light!
Jamie had never seen her partner so totally zonked, and she considered that this might be a part of her pre-menstrual symptoms.
Of course, keeping up with Caitlin for hours at a time might have done it, also
. It took a little more wrangling, but she managed to remove her T-shirt quite efficiently. As she pulled it from her body, Ryan rolled onto her side with a weak groan, then flopped onto her belly, once again sound asleep.
Thank you very much, Precious,
Jamie smiled, now able to unhook her bra. Seeing all of that smooth skin stretched out before her made Jamie’s pulse beat a little stronger, but she tried to quiet her insistent libido.
Even though she’s told me she’d like to be awakened that way, it feels kinda funny
, she decided.
I mean, I know she wouldn’t mind–but I don’t think I have the nerve
.

Looking down at the firm muscles hidden under all of that tempting skin caused Jamie to waver in her determination to keep her hands to herself.
I could kiss her–just a little bit. Kissing her in her sleep isn’t any big deal.
Her fingers itched to touch the lovely woman, lying before her so exposed and enticing. Almost of its own accord, her left hand traveled to her partner’s back and delicately passed over the sculpted muscles in her broad shoulders. Her fingers glided over the subtle dips and curves, touching the skin as lightly and as softly as a whisper.
Ohh, this is not a good idea
, she groaned, already feeling a heaviness low in her belly.

Ryan moaned in her sleep, sounding almost like she was trying to speak. Abruptly, she rolled over onto her back once again, nearly trapping Jamie with her weight as she did so.
Oh, that helps
, the smaller woman grumbled.
It’s bad enough I want to take you in your sleep. Now I have to look at those perfect breasts with that lacy white bra half covering them!

Since her original idea had been to undress her partner, Jamie slowly slipped the bra from her partner’s arms, resisting the insistent urge to touch the creamy white skin as she did so. The lamp light cast a warm glow upon Ryan’s bare chest, and Jamie spent a few long minutes watching the steady rise and fall of her breathing. Unconsciously, she found her head drawing closer and closer to her favorite body part, and before she knew it she was hovering over one soft pink nipple, her mouth watering at the mere prospect of drawing the nub inside.

A deep sigh escaped from Ryan’s slightly open mouth, the intake of breath causing her nipple to rise a little higher than normal, and before Jamie knew it, the object of her desire was enveloped by her warm, wet lips.
Oooh, yes
, she silently gasped.
It’s mine now!

Her tongue gently swirled around the firming nipple, feeling its shape and contour magically transform under her touch. With a soft, wet kiss she relinquished her prize, lifting her head to gaze at her partner.

Ryan was obviously still asleep, her body’s response to Jamie autonomic rather than volitional. Her left breast was firm, riding high on her chest, the nipple stiff and deep pink, while the right remained somnolent, the flesh soft and pliant, the nipple relaxed.

Oooh, I want that one, too
, she mused, staring at the oblivious breast, but she didn’t know how to get at it without waking Ryan. With a start, she realized just how much fun it was to play with her partner while she slept, and she immediately felt a little guilty.
Jamie,
she reminded herself sternly,
she’s asked you to do this. She was as horny as a mink this afternoon, and her desires were completely frustrated. Don’t be such a prude! It’s not like she’ll sleep through it, for goodness sake! As soon as you really start to touch her, she’ll wake up and you’ll both be happy.

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