Keeping Faith (33 page)

"You're right baby, we saw this already."

Reece smiled and switched the channels again.

Faith took some time getting used to this behavior, but when she did, she hardly noticed it at all. She got used to catching small glimpses of programs, and Reece always stopped when she told her to, so she didn't mind too much. Cori complained the constant channel changing made her sea sick, but Faith took it as one of Reece's many quirky behaviors. She asked her mom if her dad did it, and he did, but only between all the sports channels. Reece wasn't discriminating. She was an equal opportunity surfer. "Stop."

Reece pursed her lips so she didn't complain. Bridezillas was in a word, nauseating. She again studied Faith's features, smiling when Faith giggled and her body jostled Reece's. Her hand began stroking Faith's shoulder, then her arm, then her side, making Faith squirm.

"That tickles."

Reece continued to tickle Faith until she turned over in her lap. They looked into each others eyes comfortably, until Reece began focusing on Faith's mouth. She leaned down as far as she could until Faith leaned up to meet her. An innocent kiss became more and they wound up both lying on the couch facing each other.

Faith pulled away first. "Wanna fool around?"

"Do you have to ask?"

Reece watched as John dragged Faith off to the dance floor. It wasn't often that she went with Faith to a club other than her own, and when she did, she didn't dance, so someone else had to come with them. Reece didn't mind, it gave her a chance to watch Faith dance and have a great time. Faith loved dancing, and she was damned good at it if Reece had anything to say about it. Her upper lip curled slightly as Faith danced, her sexy butt moving to the fast beat of the music. She turned her barstool so her back leaned on the bar and just watched. After some time, the two friends came back to join Reece at the bar, sweaty and winded.

"Oh my god, Butch, you should get out there with your woman before every dyke in the place jumps her!"

Reece smirked, reached an arm out and possessed Faith. "I'm not worried."

Faith laughed. "She just pissed on me."

"Nothing like a tomcat pissing on his property."

Faith kissed Reece quickly. "Only she smells better."

Suddenly Toni Braxton started complaining about never breathing again, and Reece was being pulled out to the dance floor.

"Come on, baby, show ‘em all who I belong to."

Reece grinned. Hating dancing was one thing, slow dancing was another, but wrapping herself around Faith always beat out the most unpleasant activities. She allowed herself to be led and embraced her wife tightly, touching her lips to the top of Faith's head.

Faith closed her eyes and rested her cheek on Reece's chest, feeling it move as she breathed down into her hair. She could be held like this forever. The safe haven of Reece's arms blocked out the world, the feel of her breath warmed her heart, the sound of her heart beating was better than any symphony. She was born to be in Reece's arms. She sighed deeply, contented, and squeezed her arms tighter around her wife. The fact that Reece was up on the dance floor in the crowded club was a miracle. To feel her tall tense lover relax in her arms was just heaven.

Reece kissed Faith's head, breathing in the scent that was only Faith. She too closed her eyes and swayed to the slow music, perfectly happy to be holding her lover. She relaxed and listened to the music, comprehending the words. She wasn't entirely sure if she could breathe without Faith in her life, and she was not going to find out. She inhaled Faith's scent deeply and kissed her again. Nope. She was never going to find out.