met-a-noia

Chapter 18

"Say, do you like beaches?", Tarian asked as the two walked down the streets of London, since they finished their lunch and decided to walk around before taking off. "I do, why?", Amira asked looking at Tarian curiously. "Theres a couple of beaches around London, and in England in general. They're pretty wIcK-",

Amira slapped her palm over her mouth and gave her a warning glare, "Dont you dare". Tarian puts her hands up in defense and licked the girl's palm, making Amira snap her hand back in disgust and clean her wet hand against Tarian's jacket.

"Did you just fucking lick me?"

"Yes, Yes I did"

"What are you a dog?"

"Perhaps, thats what alot of women say when in bed with me"

"Ewwww, why did you have to say thaaat!", Amira groans as she slapped her shoulder. Tarian shrugged and said, "You asked, I gave you the answer you wanted". Amira rolled her eyes and said exasperatedly, "It was rhetorical dumbass". Tarian chuckled and said, "I know it was, I just like seeing you cheesed off"

"Why? I dont like it very much", Amira grumbled. Tarian grinned, seeing the pout on her face and said nonchalantly, "Because it's adorable seeing you so worked up, scary? Yes. But its hilarious and adorable aswell". Amira looked up at her in shock and asked, "Was that a compliment..?"

Tarian scoffed and shook her head, "Absolutely not". Amira elbowed her in the side and said, "No no it definitely was". Tarian huffed pushing her gently away from her and said, "No, no it was not". Amira grinned as her brows rose and fell playfully, "I think you likeee me". Tarian's cheeks and the tips of her ears became red as she exclaimed in pure outrage, "WHAT?! NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!". Amira smirked and said, "Then why are you so outraged hmm?".

Tarian frowned in annoyance and rubbed her palm against her eye and said with a calming sigh, "I do not like you, that is all". Amira hummed and shrugged, "I know, I was just seeing how you'd react". Tarian looked at the shorter woman exasperatedly as they made their way to her motorcycle. Amira groaned seeing the bike and said, "I still cant believe you brought a damn motorcycle instead of a car"

"Is that you complaining?"

"Yes, obviously you ditz"

"Well, you wouldnt have had such an amazing time with moi, if it wasnt for this 'ditz' bringing this 'damn' motorbike"

"Motorcycle"

"Motorbike"

"Motorcycle"

"Motorbike"

"MotorCYCLE"

"MotorBIKE"

" MOTORCYCLE!"

"ITS THE SAMEEE!!! MOTORBIKE OR MOTORCYCLE, THE TERMS ARE BLOODY INTERCHANGEABLEEEE!"

"YEAH BUT MOTORBIKE IS COMBINING A MOTOR AND A BIKE WHILE MOTORCYCLE IS COMBINING A MOTOR AND A CYCLE!"

"WHATS THE DIFFEREEENCCEEE??"

"..."

"yeah thats what I thought.. now you look like a bloody twit", Tarian chuckled amusedly as she mounts her motorbike waiting for Amira to get on. "I really dislike you", Amira huffed as she mounted the motorbike behind Tarian, grabbing what she thought was the helmet. Tarian's eyes widened when the woman's hand fell on her thigh, tensing immediately. Turning her head to face her, Amira now realized her mistake, her cheeks burning in embarrassment and gasped snapping her hand away from the woman's thigh as if it was burning her.

"Sorry"

"You're fine, here", Tarian grinned at her, handing the woman the helmet. Amira grabs it and straps it on, wrapping her arms around Tarian's waist. "You ready?", Tarian asked Amira before taking off. Amira nodded and laid her cheek against the woman's taut back. Tarian, unbeknownst to Amira, for the first time in a long time felt a warmth erupt in her chest as a genuine smile crossed her lips.

Tarian drove off after getting confirmation from the woman behind her, off towards: Ruislip Lido, West London.

To be continued...