Hues Of Love

25

ROSALIE AND Beth planned to only purchase the buildings that were vacant, excluding the bar. The last thing that they wanted was to put people out of places that they'd rented for years, and it would be a lot less stressful not to. They'd already enrolled Abbi at the only public school in town for when she'd start her first year in elementary school, trying to get all of their affairs in order and planned.

Regardless of moving to that town, it was a good idea for Abbi to be in the country where she was born, even though she was actually born in California and not Vermont.

Beth still had doubts about the town. She questioned the reasons why so many buildings were vacant on one block, and found her answers from the current owner of all—so many people were leaving and migrating to the cities. As for Kaitlyn, she grew attached to Charlotte, and vice versa. Even though she'd wanted to take a trip to New Zealand after the holidays, after meeting Charlotte, her plans took a major detour. They decided that they'd continue seeing each other, as long as Kaitlyn was able to be in Chicago for a little while, so that their relationship could develop.

Charlotte had no intentions of moving back to Winter Springs, even though she could have if she wanted to. Being around her mother would have driven her insane, and she'd decided long ago that it was best to love her family from a distance.

Beth and Rosalie were left to their own devices since Kaitlyn and Charlotte took Abbi to the park. Lying in bed, and staring at the ceiling, Rosalie thought about seeing her father. He must have aged, for sure. She hadn't even seen a picture of him in ages, so she didn't know what he currently looked like. Sighing, she turned onto her side, and looked at her beautiful wife who was lost in thought, "you think your parents would have liked me?" Rosalie asked her wife, curious to know what it would have been like to have in-laws, "I think they would like me," Rosalie mumbled. She smiled and moved closer to Beth. Beth wrapped her arm around Rosalie's torso, and placed a kiss on the side of her neck.

"They'd adore you, Bunny," Beth sighed, immensely missing her parents. She had a few relatives here and there, but weren't close to any of them.

"I don't think my dad's going to like you, Beth, so I apologize in advance."

Beth scoffed, "I don't give a rat's ass what he thinks of me. As long as your mom thinks I'm her favorite daughter, I'm okay," Beth said.

Rosalie pouted and intertwined her fingers with Beth's, "she's supposed to love me more. Why do you steal all the loves?" Rosalie asked.

Beth giggled. God, I love this woman so much. Beth couldn't imagine a better woman to be her wife. Second time's the charm, I guess, "because I'm adorable," Beth said.

Rosalie smiled widely, loving every moment of their time alone together, "yes, you are. And you're all mine, Red."

Beth caressed Rosalie's ring finger with her thumb, feeling the diamonds one by one, "I'm all yours," Beth assured. Rosalie closed her eyes, and took in the warmth and unconditional love. There was nothing better than being in her wife's arms, and watching the time drift away. It was one of the best feelings in the world.

"How did I get so lucky to have you all to myself? Did I win the lesbian lottery without knowing?" Rosalie asked. Beth inhaled a deep breath. She felt as though she was the one to win the lottery, not the other way around, but maybe, they both did, "Beth, I'm not going to see my dad. Not for now, at least," Rosalie looked into Beth's eyes with pain in her heart. She couldn't imagine not being able to brag about her beautiful family to someone who should have loved them as much as her mother did, "I can't stand the thought of him looking at Abbi with rejection in his eyes. It's best that she thinks that she only has a grandmother," Rosalie said.