La Vie En Rose

Chapter 7: I Don't Know What Love Is

Carol wakes up when the rays of the sun dazzle her eyes. Her hands cover the face because she doesn't want to wake up yet, and a loud yawn escapes her mouth. She notices that she is naked under her blanket. The blonde opens an eye and glances over her shoulder. What she sees gives her an explanation for her nudity. It's the first time Therese has stayed overnight.

The older woman called her after she confessed their relationship to her daughter. Everything still feels surreal. Her life is like that of a teenager who wanders through the world being in love. And let's not forget about the sex. Oh god, how much the blonde missed the sex. She and Therese had sex on all kinds of furniture, and she doesn't feel guilty about it. There's nothing better in the world than falling apart because of the delicate touches of your partner. Therese knows exactly where to touch her to make her climax. Everything seems to be so easy with her girlfriend.

Rindy feels fine with their relationship, which is the most important factor for Carol. She and her daughter have a close relationship and share every detail of their lives with each other. The mother thought she would disappoint the teenager for keeping her love to Therese a secret for so long. But her fear was unnecessary because Rindy is an understanding and forgivable person. Two qualities that she values in her daughter. Rindy is very grown-up for her 15 years, and she confirms this again and again through her actions.

Carol turns to the right to see Therese. Her girlfriend sleeps on her stomach, and her head looks to the other side. The hair of the brunette is all over her face and the pillow–Carol can't see her at all. The blonde grins full of bliss.

Downstairs, she prepares breakfast for her girls. Therese appears around the corner with a sleepy face and in her pyjamas. Her eyes are small, trying to adjust to the bright lights.

"Hey, love," Carol gives her a peck on the lips. "Good morning, my little sleepy head."

Therese hugs her, "Good morning, Carol. It smells so wonderful! Did you prepare that for us?"

"Yes, of course. For Rindy and us–she will soon wake up when she inhales the smell of the pancakes upstairs," the mother chuckles.

They grab some coffee and sit down, when Rindy enters the kitchen with a smirk, "I smell pancakes!"

Each of them is eating the lovingly prepared breakfast from Carol when Rindy interrupts the silence with a full mouth, "So, Therese. What are your intentions with my mother?"

"Rindy!" Her mother stares at her questioningly.

"What? She stayed overnight. You two are obviously sleeping with each other... Well, I guess because that's what I heard last night."

"OH, GOD!"

Rindy answers nonchalant, "Yes, that's exactly what I heard from your room last night too."

Carol's face is the shade of a tomato, while Therese just stares between them with an open mouth.

After minutes of quietness, Therese breathes out, "Okay, this is the most awkward conversation I've ever had and trust me, I had tons of them. But to answer your question, I love your mum. Nothing can change that."

"Good. Happy to hear," Rindy smiles.

Carol shakes her head, still trying to process this conversation, "Are you done now, Rindy? I would rather not discuss my sex life with my daughter."

"Grow up, mum," Rindy retorts and gets up, placing her plate into the sink.

Her daughter steps out of the kitchen and leaves her mother with her girlfriend alone again.