Binding You To Me Like Cursive

Tender Kisses

Winter

1 Month later~

"Do you know what it feels like to be safe but never feel safe?" Gianna, a 11-year old foster kid, asked me. She was my second official case, and I was determining where to place her. She was an unfortunate girl with her parents both being abusive meth addicts landing her in the system.

"Do you know you're safe?" I asked her. She twiddled with her cute polished fingers and shrugged.

"People tell me I am, they say I'm in a safe place but I don't feel like it." She was scared. Terrified her parents would get out, or someone would lose hope for her. I wouldn't be that person. I stood, and sat by her on my couch.

"You know you can call whenever you feel unsafe, I'll always be here for you to trust. I know that it's something that doesn't come easy for you, so I'll work hard to earn it." I hugged her and we left the station. We drove out to a quiet little nook; a pink house that was surrounded by land and grass and blossom trees. I shut off the car and held Gianna's hand. "I know you're scared, but I've met Ed and Sheila, they're wonderful people. And old which means they won't be able to keep up with you," I joked, getting a smile out of her. She nodded and we walked to the door.

Back at the child services building Wren- my boss- entered my office.

"How was it?" She wondered. She was a nice stylish women a few years older than me with brown hair and slender green eyes.

"Good, I think she's in a good fit. Plus, it's not too crowded, only a couple kids. I told her I'd come and check up on her in a couple days." Wren nodded.

"And Eli Marris?" An abused 3 year old I placed with some newer foster parents last week. He was a very adorable kid. Quiet but still so energetic and full of life.

"I checked up on Amy and Jeremy today, but Eli was in preschool. He meets with his therapist tomorrow." I handed her some paperwork and leaned back on my chair. I was exhausted.

"Tired already?" Wren asked, her eyes checking out my current state.

"I didn't get much sleep last night." She chortled, flipping through papers.

"That girl can't seem to keep her hands off of you for a day. I guess it's a good thing we know you're not pregnant." I laughed and rolled my eyes at her intrusiveness.

"And she shouldn't," I loved her hands on me. Just thinking about them made me hot. "But the no pregnancy is just a pro to being a lesbian." Yes, I said lesbian. No guys in my future, or other women for that matter. Bee was mine forever, and I'd never let go.

"When's the wedding again?" She leaned on my white desk where a picture of Bee and I at the beach propped up in a black frame.

"Anytime after I introduce her to my parents. We want something simple and quick. We don't want to wait any longer." Wren grinned, and her pale skin flushed.

"You guys are the craziest most in-love people I've ever met. Your wedding will be legendary and romantic. How are your parents taking it?" I bit into my lip guiltily. "Uh-oh. What is it?"

"I haven't exactly told them about her. They were beyond devastated that me and Kaiden broke up and I didn't want to hit them with life changing information right after. Bee and I are driving up there this weekend and I'm introducing them, that's where I'll officially propose. I got her a ring." Since our initial proposal was just as spontaneous as our relationship neither one of us had a ring. I pulled open my drawer and retrieved the black oval cut diamond with a white diamond layer.

"Holy shit, that's beautiful." She said in awe, leaning in to get a better look. "She's going to love this." I tucked it back away and smiled.

"I'm hoping."

I arrived back home before Bee and started dinner. Not too long afterward she sauntered in clad in black jeans and a matching satin blouse. She kissed me deeply and I stood on my tiptoes to press against her. I'd tell her tonight about my parents, I didn't want her to walk in blind this weekend.

"How was work?" She asked, helping me set the table.

"Good, I placed another kid in a great home and I have high hopes for her." I poured wine into our glasses and took a seat.

"And what about Eli?" I loved how interested she was in my work, and she even took my advice about her own career. She was now also working part time as a chef at one of the fanciest restaurants in Long Beach. I was exceedingly proud of her.

"I haven't seen him since I placed him. He was in preschool today when I stopped by Amy's." I cut my steak and dipped it into A1. "How about you?"

"Well, the newspaper is the same, and Valeries is great. They love me and think I'm really good. Jorge even said if I keep it up I could be looking at a promotion." She said with such fiery excitement I stood and scooped her into my arms.

"That's amazing! I knew you could do it." I kissed her and explored her exquisite mouth with my tongue. "My girlfriend, Head Chef."

After desert we lounged on the balcony. Bee was smoking and gazing out at the sky like she always did. I thought then was the perfect time to mention my dilemma.

"So, I have something to tell you." I was nervous, I didn't want her to be mad.

"Sounds serious." She put out her cigarette and I shifted on the beige chaise we put out in the balcony a week before.

"My parents don't know about us." I spat out. Her eyes widened and she groaned.

"Fuck. So they're going to be completely blind sided this weekend." I stood up and sat in her lap, being close gave me reassurance that she wouldn't be mad. She never could while I was in her arms and I loved it.

"Yes, but I wanted you to know so you wouldn't be, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." She exhaled and leaned back. Her black hair was pinned up, exposing her slender neck and her angular jawline.

"You're so lucky it's almost impossible to be mad at you." She said, nuzzling my neck. Thank god, she wasn't mad.

"I really am sorry." She groaned, like she wasn't trying to think about it. Instead, she picked me up and wrapped my legs around her waist, leading me back inside while kissing me tenderly.