Infatuation (PLL Emison AU)

Chemistry

A/N: *holds up cardboard sign that says "will write for reviews"

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Chapter 7:

Chemistry

When Alison arrived at the small ranch house she took in the quaint little area. She checked her make-up in her mirror and then climbed out of the car. She was rounding the front of the vehicle when she saw Emily walking out her front door. She was wearing a sensible blouse with a sleek black jacket and black pants that hugged her hips and made her ass pop. It looked very smackable.

The blonde had conflicting feelings about the outfit. On one hand she was disappointed the detective wasn't in a skirt or dress for easy access. On the other hand, she liked that Emily hadn't tried too hard. She liked that the brunette was unapologetically herself. Emily knew who she was. She was confident in her choices.

A woman after my own heart...

Alison's heart fluttered in her chest, doing that thing that only Emily could make it do. Chemistry was strange. A biological attraction that was turning physical and perhaps emotional. Her brain and her eyes liked the way Emily looked. But her heart liked the way the woman made her feel.

Chemistry. She thought to herself. Is that what this is?

She still wasn't used to her feelings, if that's what they were. The only thing that had ever made sense to Alison was science. She didn't do feelings and emotions. But chemistry could apply to both.

The laws of chemistry were set and clear in science, but with feelings and emotions it was part of the brain, elements bonding cohesively together, turning into physical attraction. Was that what was happening with Emily?

Am I capable of feeling chemistry?

Am I capable of feeling ANYTHING?

She'd never tried before. She'd never really had any normal relationships. Her parents had screwed her up at an early age, warping her ideas of what love was supposed to be to the point of confusion.

Oftentimes, she blamed them for the fact that she couldn't connect to anyone. Them...and Darren Wilden.

In a way, what had happened to her with Darren could also fall back on her parents. She didn't know what she was getting in to when they met. She thought it was normal. She couldn't have known it was wrong. Because her mom and dad had preened and groomed her from such an early age.

She was her daddy's pretty little princess and all his friends loved her.

That's not me anymore. I'm not that little girl anymore.

When she blinked she saw Emily's eyes sweeping over her, moving to hold a steady gaze, brown eyes on blue.

Alison saw Emily's eyes widen. She saw how hard the brunette had to keep from letting her jaw drop.

Emily quickly locked the door and walked off of the porch, meeting Alison halfway.

"Wow. You look..." Emily's eyes raked over her body. "Wow."

At a loss for words, are we?

"You're looking quite dapper there yourself, Detective." Alison gave the lapel of the brunette's jacket a playful tug. She looked Emily up and down. "It crazy to see me out of my scrubs, right?"

I want you to see me out of this dress...

"It is, but you look good in scrubs, too. You look amazing in anything." So smooth. "So," Emily put her arm around Alison's waist as they walked towards her car. "Where are we going?" She reached for the driver's door to let Alison in the car.