The car turned onto Winter street and Sasha felt her pulse quicken as a hundred different emotions swirled in her head. She tried to think up an excuse to duck out quickly but she convinced herself it would be better to humor her new boss.
Natalie pulled the car around to the back of the Rosebud and produced a tube of lipstick from her purse. She traced a tight line along her lips and Sasha couldn't help but notice how horrible it looked on her. Natalie pursed her lips together and said, "Gotta look my best for Candy."
Sasha's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Candy's name and all the effort she spent trying to forget about her unraveled. A familiar heat built up between her thighs and she fought the urge to touch herself. She started playing with her hair as a distraction, but she remembered how Candy's hair had felt during their first encounter and the heat intensified.
"C'mon. You can thank me later." Natalie stepped out of the car and Sasha quickly followed. She was suddenly aware at how shabby she looked in her ripped jeans and a hoodie, and how she wanted to look her best for Candy. A wave of nerves washed over her as the bouncer let them inside. She had to take a deep breath before she entered the back of the club, but once she was inside her nervousness vanished. Natalie found the owner, Laura, and motioned Sasha to join her.
"This is the tough bitch I was telling you about. You should see her in a mosh pit, she's amazing." Laura gave a fake smile and eyed Sasha curiously. "Think you could find her a sweet girl for tonight?"
"I've got one in mind. She'll be perfect for her." Laura glanced across the room and nodded to a petite brunette girl in fishnet leggings. She walked smoothly over to Sasha and with a practiced shyness, she asked, "Do you want a dance, cutie?"
Sasha reluctantly agreed, and noticed that Natalie had found Candy. A hot feeling of jealousy tightened in her chest. Suddenly, being with Candy was the only thing that made sense to her. She stared longingly at Candy, until finally she was graced with a wink. Her insides turned to jelly, but the brunette girl started to fidget impatiently and grabbed Sasha by the hand. "Come with me cutie," she said with too much enthusiasm, and led her past Candy. Sasha heard Candy whisper "What took you so long?" as she passed by her. Sasha ached to be with her again but she was being led away.
The brunette led her to one of the back rooms and told Sasha her name but she forgot it instantly. Sasha sat silently while she went to work on her. Some terrible song was playing in the background, and soon everything the poor brunette did just came off as annoying. She slapped her ass playfully and invited Sasha to do the same. Sasha rolled her eyes and obliged just to placate the girl. It was a pretty nice ass, and Sasha might have enjoyed the dance if she hadn't already had eyes for Candy. Knowing that Natalie probably had her hands all over her made Sasha fume, and she couldn't explain why.
"What's wrong cutie?" The brunette girl was standing over Sasha with an over the top pouty expression on her face. "I think I know what will cheer you up!" She leaned over Sasha and started running her hands through Sasha's hair while her breasts brushed against her face. Sasha played along to avoid offending the girl but she was basically counting the minutes to get away.
She left the booth minus the money she couldn't afford to spend and looked around for Natalie. She was nowhere to be found. Sasha felt her temper start to flare up again and found a neglected cigarrette on a table that was still lit. She hadn't smoked in weeks but she needed one more than ever. Grabbing the cigarrette, she walked outside and waited by the car for Natalie.
After what felt like hours, Natalie finally emerged and sauntered over to the car. She placed her hands over her heart in a mock gesture and gushed, "I think I'm in love!" She giggled at herself and got into the car. All Sasha wanted to do was go home and curl up next to Vikki. This night couldn't have been worse she thought to herself.
Natalie drove her home, and she found Vikki asleep on the couch. Shaking her awake, Sasha whispered, "come on babe, let's go to bed." Vikki looked up at her, half asleep and said, "wait... I'm mad at you."
Sasha shook her head and picked up Vikki to take her to the bedroom. "You can be mad at me tomorrow instead, okay babe?" Vikki smiled and nodded and Sasha plopped her into bed before falling asleep almost instantly.
Sasha awoke to Vikki dropping the coin on her face. "Care to explain?" She asked indignantly. Still half asleep, Sasha stared at the coin in confusion. Suddenly it dawned on her what this meant, and her brain worked furiously to come up with an excuse.
"Oh, that's from my new boss. She loves going to this club downtown and she dragged me along. I couldn't wait to get out of there."
Vikki studied Sasha's face to try and suss out the truth, and decided she was satisfied with the excuse. "You know you don't need to go there. I can be sexy too." Vikki got on all fours and crawled along the mattress towards Sasha. She began to kiss the nape of Sasha's neck, and Sasha purred.
"Sasha..." Vikki breathed softly into Sasha's ear. "I'm pregnant." Vikki pulled back to meet Sasha's eyes, and Sasha leapt forward to kiss her. Secretly Sasha was terrified, and kissed Vikki so her face wouldn't betray her. Vikki was surprised by the abruptness of the kiss, but quickly she melted into it.
When they pulled away from each other, Vikki exclaimed excitedly, "I missed my period. The woman at the sperm bank told me that means I'm pregnant! I almost can't believe it."