Thank you for your patience! This one took so much longer than I expected. This story does move slower than a lot of you would like. Do let me know what you think. Hope you enjoy!
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The next week flew by. Heather was overwhelmed with work and had little time for anything else. On Monday she barely got to wave at Vanessa across the office floor. Her day was choc-a-bloc and Vanessa was busy all day as well. When she finally had time for lunch, she realized Vanessa had already left office for a meeting she was due at. Heather thought about dropping her a message but decided against it.
The rest of the day was a blur and when she finally left office at 7, she was exhausted. "Fuck, it's only Monday," she thought moodily as she pulled into her parking space.
She'd been home for about an hour when her doorbell rang.
"Vanessa! What are you doing here?"
"Hadn't seen you all day. And I really badly wanted to do this," she said, closing the door behind her as she pulled Heather in for a kiss.
It took Heather a few seconds to recover from the ambush before she responded to the kiss.
"I'm glad you stopped by," she giggled, nuzzling Vanessa's ear. "Come on in," she said taking Vanessa's hand.
"I've got to go, honey. Need to pick Jules up. Just stopped by for a kiss."
"Just the one?"
Vanessa chuckled, before gently kissing Heather again. "Also, I won't be at work until Thursday."
"Oh, how come?"
"I, uhh... I have a couple of meetings on the other side of town."
"Oh, alright," Heather said, trying to conceal her disappointment.
"How about dinner on Friday? I'm buying."
"Great! What about Jules? Is it her weekend with Joe?"
"Mhm," Vanessa said, distracted by the soft skin on Heather's neck.
Heather took a sharp breath, as she felt a nip on her neck. "How about we come back here after dinner? We could continue our little game of truth."
Vanessa continued to nuzzle her neck, "Sounds like a plan. I'll come prepared. Extra knickers and all," she said, dragging her lips across Heather's collar bone. "But, for now, I've got to go." She stepped away and looked into Heather's eyes. "One last kiss?" she asked softly.
Heather didn't respond, instead, she took a step towards Vanessa and claimed her lips for a soft kiss. "Gnite," she whispered.
Vanessa nodded, "Gnite, honey."
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The next two days were a drag. Just knowing Vanessa wouldn't be at work, was enough to put Heather in a sour mood. Luckily both days were busy and that coupled with gym in the morning meant Heather was knackered by the time she was home.
It did give her some time to think though. Things had changed drastically in the last couple of weeks. In her mind there was only one way to go. She wanted Vanessa, and she was alright with it. Only thing she was determined to do, at least for now was not to rush into anything.
Heather had a long overdue Skype session with one of her oldest and closest friends the next evening. Laura was a no nonsense, straight to the point kinda girl and Heather loved her for it.
"Wait, let me get this clear. You have the hots for your boss. And she made the moves on you?"
"Oh Laura. Always so crass." Heather said disapprovingly, shaking her head. "And no, she didn't make the moves on me," Heather said, making quotation marks in the air. "It just, you know, sort of happened."
"Quit bullshitting me, Heath." Laura was impatient, always. "Give me the timeline, now. And none of your skimming the surface stuff. Details, woman."
Heather groaned. She told her everything from the beginning, their dinner and the ride back in Vanessa's car, the first night stay and how just sitting next to Vanessa made her all squirmy. She also told her about that night, when Vanessa had slept with her in the guest room and the tiny kiss they'd shared.
"You guys are so hot," Laura said, jokingly fanning herself. "Bet there's more, carry on Heath."
Heather hesitated and blushed through the retelling of her dream. She obviously didn't get into the details, but Laura made sure she said enough. She went on and told her friend everything about the next morning, Vanessa's chicken soup and how absolutely adorable Jules was.
"Ok, I get it. Cute kid, move on." Laura said, looking at her keenly, her impatience evident.
When Heather got to the part about the game of truth they played, Laura was completely engrossed.
"Details," she kept reminding Heather.
And when Heather was done catching her friend up, they were both quiet for a bit.
"Heath?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you," Laura said softly. "It's a lot to process, I know. Especially for someone with a teeny brain like yours," she laughed. "I know you. You're struggling with the fact that you feel this way for a woman. And I know you're taking this slow to protect her. She sounds like a lovely person Heath, but you could make the Devil itself sound like someone I'd like to have a cuddle with."
Heather smiled. "I'm scared, Laura."
"Of course you are. You've had your heart broken and you've been let down by someone you loved and trusted in a way only you can. You love hard and that's one of the best things about you. Don't let that change."
Heather nodded.
"I'll tell you what. I think the best way to treat this is like any other new relationship. I mean, c'mon, just because this is with a woman doesn't mean you need to look at it differently. You need the exact same things to be happy. Unless you guys fuck, you won't know if it's any good. So stop dillydallying!"
"Laura!"
"What? I'm saying it like it is. How is drawing this out going to help? I mean, sure, it's hot to not jump each other right away. But, if you want to move forward, you need to know, innit? All I'm saying is don't hold back, don't fight it. But, stop if you're uncomfortable. You hear me?"
Heather nodded. "You make sense. I have been overthinking it. This is why I love you, you nut."
Laura smiled, "I'm happy for you Heath. Call me whenever alright? You don't need to deal with things that are hard by yourself."
Heather felt so much better after the chat. She needed it and it helped her make more sense of what was happening.
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Thursday, Heather had lunch in Vanessa's office. She almost skipped all the way and couldn't help the goofy grin on her face when she saw Vanessa sitting at her desk.
"Happy to see me?" Vanessa asked, softly.
Heather nodded, sitting herself on the chair she had occupied on countless occasions in the past 3 years. The desk between them seemed very out of place to her today.
Vanessa put her hand out, evidently feeling the same about the expanse of her desk. Heather hesitantly took her hand, the tension between them crackling as their fingers interlaced.
"This is crazy," Heather whispered, her breath hitching as Vanessa's thumb caressed her palm.
"Come home with me tonight," Vanessa said huskily.
"Oh, uhh..."
"I missed you these last couple of days. Come be my little spoon," Vanessa continued.
