The kiss takes them both by surprise.
Blanche feels herself molding against Hunter's taut body. His hands brackets her face. If he didn't do that, she would have melted down on the floor. Her eyes draw close as his tongue plunders her mouth, tasting her.
A purr reverberates through her, while Hunter presses his hips against her body. Hard, tight, and heated. Her own hands find his thick biceps, gripping and clawing for support.
It takes Blanche back to their very first night, their only night, together. How sensuous he tasted then, even with the hint of beer on his tongue. But his own flavor hasn't changed since. She inhales him, takes everything he's willing to give. She wants him. Now. Right there and then.
The flutter in her stomach returns, and Bee snaps her eyes open. Hunter's eyes are closed too, a delightful moan escapes his mouth. She dislodges her fingers and pushes him away, but he is built like a brick wall and all she can do is make him stop kissing her.
"What was that about?" The question is meant for the both of them, but she only waits for his answer.
Hunter lets her go slowly, and bites down on his lower lip, looking shy. His hand grips the back of his neck as he stares at the floor.
"I... I was worried about you," he tells her quietly.
Bee lets her mouth hang as she digests his reply. Out of the corner of her eyes, she sees a figure. "Trisha? What are you doing here?" She moves around Hunter and faces her friend.
"I was looking for you. Your mom, she's here. She came to see me," Trisha explains. Bee ignores the entertained look on her face.
"Yeah, she came to see me too at work. You told her where I was?" Blanche places her purse and lunch bag down on the coffee table in front of the couch and sits on an armchair. She doesn't dare touch that sofa,not since she slept on it last, and definitely not since finding Hunter making out with a girl on it too.
Trisha sits, and reaches for her hands. "You know I would never do that. I don't know how she found you."
"It was going to happen eventually. You know mother, she has her wily ways."
"Is she..." Trisha fleetingly lets her eyes travel to where Hunter stands frozen by the door with a blank stare. "Is she alone?"
When Bee nods, they both relax. "For now, at least. I asked her not to tell him."
When her mother came to her, Blanche's first worry was that Perry was in the car as well. She couldn't quite shake off the fear of being around him again. Reyna Adams Lee is a resourceful woman. It has surprised Blanche that it has taken her this long for her mother to find her.
However when Bee asked, her mother replied with, "It wasn't hard to find you. You don't have any friends, Blanche. I was just waiting for you to come crawling back once you realize how hard it is to be on your own." Reyna sneered at her. "Imagine my surprise when I find you in this situation."
The situation being Blanche's pregnancy. She isn't showing fully, yet, but Blanche's waist has expanded, and her belly slightly rounded. Her breasts have gotten fuller too, and the clothes she's chosen to wear hug all of her new curves. She's a proud pregnant woman. The compliments she has received from other women in the same condition have been uplifting. She's been told that pregnancy suits her, and she carries it well.
Blanche was afraid of what her mother would suggest, but shockingly, Reyna shrugged it off and said, "it is what it is."
"Did she ask you to go back?" Trisha disrupts Bee's thoughts.
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White Lies
RomanceBlanche lives her life trouble-free, but it doesn't stop trouble from finding her. On her first night out in NYC as a free woman, she garners the attention of a mysterious, troublesome stranger, who makes her forget about her previous life. Hunter...