Accidental Fiancée

Author's note: This is a slow burn lesbian romance series. Please be patient, because some of the chapters are less erotic than others.

Chapter 15

I couldn't believe it... It was too good to be true... Juri was still here... And if that wasn't enough, we could now access her through social media.

Still, I couldn't help but wonder how she felt about me. I didn't even know if she was willing to talk to me again after the shit I pulled with her. She probably hated me, considering our entire relationship was a lie, based on my actions.

Not that it mattered or anything, but Juri now had other fans in America, not just me. I doubted that I had a chance with her, nor did I deserve her in any way. Regardless, it still made me green with envy, seeing so many others posting creepy comments on her pictures.

The only one that

really

pissed me off, however, was the woman that looked somewhat like me. How dare Rosanna think she could swoop in and comment on Juri's feet? I didn't even know why she would subscribe to another woman's VIP page anyway. Had she come to terms with her sexuality faster than I did?

This wasn't a positive for me, but at least there was hope for Alana. I didn't want Rosanna to lay a finger on Juri, but if this was a sign that she was interested in women, at least my sweet intern now had the reason to believe they could really be together.

I tried to explain as much to Alana, but she didn't seem to buy it. She began pouting, unlike I had ever seen out of her before. Her eyes gazed over Rosanna's picture so many times, I thought she was going to burn a hole right through it with her glare.

"Rosanna never complimented

my

feet," she mumbled to herself, making an annoyed but pouty face. She then wiggled her toes, still only wearing her towel and her swimsuit. "My feet are cute too..."

I took a seat next to her before wrapping my arm around her fragile shoulders. "At least we know Rosanna has some sort of interest in women," I said, putting on a cheerful smile. "And you're right; your feet are cute. She'll definitely think so!"

Unfortunately, my message didn't seem to have the positive effect I expected it to. Turning her head, Alana made a grumpy face at me.

"She doesn't care about Juri or me! She only cares about herself! She's just doing this for attention! That's exactly how she is!"

Instead of arguing with her, or calling her immature, I decided to handle her cautiously, seeing as this stemmed from her deep-rooted insecurities. Rubbing her back firmly, I explained in a gentle voice, "You may be right. I trust your judgment. But let's at least keep an open mind, because when it comes to you, anything is possible."

Alana then gave me a suspicious look. "What do you mean, anything is possible when it comes to me?"

"Well, you may not have a high opinion of yourself, but I think you're capable of anything. So even if this Rosanna chick is just being selfish, I bet you, of all people, can make her fall in love with you."

Her eyes lit up just a bit. She was still skeptical, but she couldn't deny that I had faith in her. I could tell there were a million things she wanted to say, probably mostly arguments against my theory. Instead, however, she just sighed before putting her head on my shoulder.

I could tell she was still restless, because Rosanna was obviously on her mind. Instead of continuing the conversation right then and there, however, I tried to move us forward in the night, hoping she would cool off a bit.

"Quit moping around and go take a shower," I instructed while pointing her towards our bathroom. "It's getting late and you still smell like chlorine. Besides, we've had a little too much alcohol to make any rash decisions."

Alana tried to pout a little longer, but after emphasizing that I was her supervisor, and that I was giving her a direct order, she listened to my instructions and cooled off with a long shower. When she finished, however, she still wasn't ready for bed.

"What do you want to do now?" I asked, after coming to terms with the fact that she wasn't going to sleep.

Picking up her phone, she mumbled, "I kind of want to check Juri's VIP page again..."

Finally, I became fed up, and I had to do something. I knew there was no fixing her deep-rooted insecurities in one night, but just to put things to a rest for the time being, I let her know that I wasn't exactly pleased with her behavior either.

"Why don't you just drop it, Alana?" I said with a stern voice, glaring at her as she looked over from across the room. "Besides, until you tell Rosanna exactly how you feel, I don't think it's fair for you to judge her actions."

My words hit her like missiles, causing her to grow awkwardly silent. My intern then put her head down before pouting out loud, "Okay, fine..."

I then approached her once again, before placing both of my arms around her. Holding her in a tight embrace, I comforted her by suggesting, "Let's just have a girls' night tonight."

Alana's head perked up, and she stared at me with a bit of confusion. "A girls' night?"

"Yeah... Since you're not ready to go to bed yet, we can just do fun stuff like watch TV, eat snacks and paint each other's nails."

She made a face at me like she wasn't totally convinced. "Do I look like someone who enjoys doing that stuff?"

I shrugged my shoulders, not really understanding where she was coming from. "Um... yeah, you do... actually..."

Finally, she conceded, and dropped that annoyed look from her face. "Okay, fine... That does sound pretty fun..."

Eventually, Alana was able to let her guard down and just have a fun time watching TV while eating popcorn with me. There was no more need for alcohol; we were already having a good time without it, even though we were drunk earlier. We even discovered that we enjoyed watching the same shows.

To my delight, Alana did indeed allow me to paint her toenails. It was a good opportunity for me to compliment her feet and try to build her confidence after a night of massive revelations.

"You know what? You do have pretty cute feet," I expressed, practically massaging them with my thumbs. "I don't remember exactly what Juri's looked like, but I'm sure if Rosanna saw yours, she would love them too."

Of course, Alana wanted to argue with me, but seeing the sincerity in my eyes, she stopped herself and paused. "Karina..." she started, before taking a deep breath. "May I ask you a question?"

"Of course, Alana."

It was almost as if she was too shy to ask. "Why are you... so... nice to me?"

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? Why wouldn't I be nice to you?"

Unfortunately, an uncomfortable look remained in her eyes. "Just so you know... you've already made up for everything that happened in the past... You don't have to feel obligated to be nice to me anymore..."

Immediately, I furrowed my eyebrows and glared at her for having the audacity to think I was being nice to her out of obligation.

"Alana!" I shouted in a stern voice, causing her to freeze. "The reason I'm nice to you is because you deserve it. The mistakes I made in the past will never be repaid, because you will always deserve to be treated well."

I then patted her on the head before she could even make another argument.

"No talking back, either!" I exclaimed, shutting her down from letting out more of her insecurities. "You're a wonderful, beautiful, and intelligent woman. You deserve to be treated with nothing but the utmost respect. That goes for me, that goes for Rosanna, and that goes for anyone else you ever encounter for the rest of your entire life!"

It wasn't that I was expecting Alana to thank me or anything, but I was a bit surprised that she remained so silent. She sat there for a second, staring down into her own lap. And then, out of nowhere, she pulled out her phone and began typing relentlessly.

"What are you doing?" I asked, growing suspicious of her odd behavior.

Instead of answering me right away, she just kept typing until she finished whatever she was doing. Then, putting her phone down, she gave me a determined glare.

"Alana...?"

"I just messaged Juri," she explained, causing me to squirm. "I asked her if she can meet me for lunch when I get back."

Immediately, I jumped back, shocked by her revelation. "You did?! Right now?! What made you do that, all of a sudden?!"

Folding her arms, Alana looked away from me before giving off a frustrated sigh. "I just couldn't take it anymore." She then turned her eyes towards me and started blushing. "I had to do something for you! You're so freaking nice to me!"

I began growing red as well, thankful that she saw me in such a pleasant light. "Alana... don't feel like you have to keep score and do something nice for me every time I treat you well..."

"Well, you deserve it too!" she growled, checking her phone. Then a little smile came over her face as she started typing again. "It looks like Juri and I are set for next weekend."

Once again, my head popped back as I tried to wrap my mind around the situation. "What?! She messaged you back already?!"

"She sure did," Alana confirmed before proudly showing me her phone. "And she seems excited to see me!"

Suddenly, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as a warm feeling started to take over me. My eyes grew wide as I realized what was happening in real time.

Staring at me with the most confident look I had ever witnessed from her, Alana gave me a reassuring smile. "I'm going to get Juri back for you, Karina... because you deserve it."

***

I don't know what we expected from each other for the remainder of that night. There was a bit of tension in the air, now that Alana was going to meet with Juri soon. And though I had comforted my intern for the time being, I knew that Rosanna was still heavy on her mind.

Exhausted, we finally shut out the lights and decided to take what would only be a power nap before the sun rose again. We said our "goodnights" to each other, and I thanked her once again for being such a great employee, and also for helping me with Juri. However, as tired as Alana was, she still wasn't able to fall asleep very easily.

Just when I was ready to pass out, I could hear ouses coming from her bed. And a few seconds later, I noticed the sound was now coming from my own bed. Without even asking for permission, Alana had snuck her way under my covers and was now lying right next to me.

"Alana... are you okay?" I asked, while trying to get my eyes adjusted to the dark.

I then noticed her face, looking quite uncomfortable again. "I know you're tired... but I want to apologize before you fall asleep..."

"Apologize...? For what?"

She adorably snuggled up in the blankets before inching just a bit closer to me. "I'm sorry for being such a big mess today... I'm used to being alone, so I normally don't let this side of me come out around others... I'm sorry you had to see me like this... and I'm sorry you had to keep comforting me... I bet you wish you didn't bring me..."

Unable to hide my dissatisfaction with those statements, I let out a frustrated groan. "Alana, don't apologize to me for being yourself," I expressed, showing how serious I was through my eyes, despite being in the dark. "I enjoyed spending the day with you, and I don't regret bringing you along, even a little bit."

For once, I could tell that my words had really put her at ease. With a cute little smile on her face, she tilted the top of her head towards me. "Can you pat my head again?" she asked.

Without hesitation, I put my fingers through her hair and I rubbed her scalp before giving her a little pat. "I'm proud of you, Alana," I whispered, helping ease her troubled mind.

Closing her eyes, she took a moment to bask in the acknowledgment before asking me for another favor. "Is it okay if I sleep next to you tonight?"

Never removing my hand from her head until she comfortably fell asleep, I whispered to her, "Of course, Alana."

When the dust finally settled, and the conference was over, I drove us back, almost feeling like I had a new perspective on life. It had proven to be a successful conference, with both Alana and I learning many valuable lessons along the way. More importantly, she had gotten her name out there and made a few contacts with others in the industry.

After dropping her off and saying our farewells, I began reflecting on the previous days, wondering why I enjoyed them so much. As I sat there and thought about it, while driving home in complete silence, I started to evaluate what was most valuable to me.

Of course, the conference went well for me; They always do. Of course, I enjoyed spending time with Alana; She was always great. And of course, I was super excited about the prospect of seeing Juri again; Why wouldn't I be? However, as I continued to reflect, I started to realize that those things weren't the most important to me anymore.

Driving back, there was a smile on my face as I thought back to what was most important to me now. There were a few things that I learned during that trip that brought a warm and calming feeling to me. It was something that I had never experienced before. It was something that told me.. everything would be okay...

That

was the lesson that I learned that was most valuable to me... everything would be okay... And by everything, I was no longer referring to myself; I was thinking about the people who were important to me. And, of course, those people were Alana and Juri.

Alana had shown me she could go out there on the biggest stage and represent herself to some of the most important people in our business. Sure, she needed me to give her a little push here and there, but from everything I had seen, both at the conference and as her supervisor, I had no doubts that she would become a successful woman in any career she chose.

On the other hand, there was Juri. It was only a matter of days ago that I didn't even know where she was in the world. However, now knowing that she was living in America, just like she always wanted, and she was having success on the internet, albeit with her feet, I had confidence that she would find success, and I was confident that she'd be able to take care of herself.

When I got home, I couldn't help but chuckle as I poured myself a glass of wine. It wasn't long ago that I was drinking every night in celebration of myself. Nowadays, it seemed as if my own future was the last thing that brought me joy.

I had found others who were truly deserving of happiness, much more so than myself. And as long as I knew they were taken care of, it was as if nothing else mattered, because I knew I could handle everything else.

Before taking a sip, I toasted myself for having a successful conference. Whether Alana would continue working for me once her internship was over, and whether Juri would ever come back to me weren't huge worries for me anymore. As long as they were happy, I could be content knowing that I had, at least, played a small role in their lives. That was all I really needed.

Despite the valuable lessons I learned, I found no shame in accepting a little selfish pleasure in my own mind. Seeking no harm, I decided to venture off into my bedroom to play out some fantasies in my head about my two most valuable treasures. And as I walked in and noticed my laptop on the nightstand, I even decided to take a trip down memory lane and pull up that same video I had been using during my previous sessions.

There's no harm in this,

I thought, blushing as I suddenly found myself lying in bed in nothing but my thong. I then pulled the video up and began squirming, touching myself all over, to the sounds of the ladies' high-pitched moans.

Everything was set up, just like I liked it. My body was primed and ready, the video had me hot and bothered, and I had successfully teased myself to the point where there was nothing left to do but pull my own panties down so I could tickle my clit. Most importantly, I had successfully turned the two women on my screen into Juri and Alana in my imagination.

It was all set. All that was left to do was to bring myself to completion. However, in what was possibly the worst timing ever, there was a sudden knock on my door.

I began groaning to myself as I rested on my back, rolling my eyes. I couldn't believe that someone would dare knock on my door so late. There was no chance in hell I was going to answer it.

After letting out an annoyed sigh, I told myself,

Just ignore it, Karina... They'll leave soon and I can get back to masturbating...

Unfortunately, the knocks didn't seem to be going away. And with every knock that banged on my door, it was becoming more clear to me that they weren't going to leave until I answered. It was as if they knew I was in there.

Feeling a bit unhinged after leaving myself only a matter of moments before what was assuredly going to be a pleasant orgasm... I was forced to get up and address whatever situation was going on outside my door. Hoping to make it quick, I simply threw on my robe before making my way to the front. I so desperately wanted to turn them away without even having to open the door.

With my eyebrows furrowed and my hair a bit disheveled, I stomped my way to the front door, determined to find out who in the hell had the audacity to ruin my personal time.

It better not be a door-to-door salesman,

I growled underneath my breath as I leaned towards the peep hole.

If this isn't important... I'm going to rip their ass a new one...

Suddenly, as my eye reached the little opening that led me to the view right on the other side of the door, I came to a complete stop. My body began trembling, and I couldn't even speak.

Right on the other side of the door... were two women... Alana... and Juri... And as my knees grew weak from the encounter that was about to happen, they knocked on the door again...

"Karina! I know you're in there!"

To be continued...