Right There Waiting For You

Chapter 4

Lena's POV

There she was. Standing at the front door of the building. The most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. She started to walked towards me.

"Hey." She said.

"Hi. How was your morning?" I asked her.

"It was good, what about you?"

"It was ok. It just got a little better."

Damn, why'd I say that. She already knows I'm gay now she's gonna know that I like her.
She smiled sheepishly.

"Well, are you ready to go?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said, and we walked to the front door. When we got to her car, she opened the passengers seat so I could get in, and closed it once I was in.

She walked around to the drivers side and got in.

"This is the first time I've been escorted by a police officer." I laughed as we drove down the road.

"Well, don't think of it like that." She said. "Think of it as two women going out for coffee."

She must've noticed me staring at her gun, because she said,

"Oh, I can take this off my belt if you want. I don't want to make you nervous."

"Um, okay." I said. "It's kind of scary."

"I know, I'll leave it in the car." She replied.

"Thanks." I smiled at her as I watched her drive. She was so caring.

When we pulled into the coffee shop, she took her weapon off of her belt and left it in the car with the top half of her uniform.

"So, why'd you ask me to come out today?" I asked, as we sat down after ordering our coffees.

She looked at me, embarrassed.

"Just wondering." I said. "I wasn't sure if maybe this was an undercover thing or an excuse to question me more."

"No! Not at all!" She said. "I would never do that to you, Lena. An excuse to question you more? More like an excuse to see you again."

I titled my head in confusion.

"Oh, um, sorry." She said. "I didn't mean to, uh-"

"No, it's okay." I smiled. "Tell me about yourself." I said, changing the subject.

She chuckled a little and began,

"Well, as you know I'm an officer for San Diego PD. Um, I've lived in New York, but I think I like it here better. And I'm single and living alone."

"Really?" I asked. I was hoping she'd say something like that. I wanted to know if she was taken. "A beautiful woman like you is single?"

"I guess so." She laughed. "I actually just went through a break up a couple of weeks ago. It was pretty rough."

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I guess we have something in common then." I said to her.

"He just wasn't right for me. Our breakup was a long time coming."

Damn it, she said 'he'.
Did I really think she was going to be gay though?
I nodded my head as if to say 'I know what you mean.'

"It stinks, but we have to get over it, you know?" I began. "We have to move on. To new things, to new experiences, to new women." I stopped myself and realized I may have gone too far. "Well, men in your case, sorry."

"Um, well, actually I.....yeah. Men, in my case I guess." She said nervously.

Why was she stuttering? I was confused.

"What about you? Tell me about yourself." She asked me and took a sip of her coffee.

"Well, I don't do much. I'm a vice principal, and I also live alone. But you know the story behind that."

"Yeah, I do. How are you doing recovering from that? It must be so hard to have to look at all of her stuff every day." She said sympathetically.

"It is." I said. "But I get through it, and I'm doing better. I think I may finally be over her."
I was trying to hint to Stef that I was into her, but I wasn't sure if she was getting my clues.

"Good for you, Lena. You know, I think I may be over my ex, Paul, too. Talking to you has really helped me move past him."

Maybe she was getting my hints...but she wasn't even gay so what would it matter anyway?

"Good, I'm glad I could help you with that." I replied. "Thank you, Stef."

"Thank me? For what?"

"Well first of all for the coffee. And second, just for being my friend. I lost a lot of those when I came out. I can call you my friend, right?"

"Of course you can Lena. We are friends. And I would never judge you or turn on you for being who you are."

I smiled at this comment. Maybe we were getting somewhere.

Once we had finished our coffees, we got back in her car and started driving back to Central.
We pulled in and I didn't want to get out of the car. I didn't want her to have to go back to work.

"Well, here we are." Said Stef when we pulled up in front of the building.

"That was fun." I said. "Let's do it again sometime?"

"Of course." She said. "I'd love that."

I smiled and started opening my door to leave, when she grabbed my arm and said,
"Wait, Lena?"

"Yes?" I said closing the door again.

"I...I just wanted to tell you something. I've been holding this in since we got to the coffee shop."
I looked at her, confused.
"The thing is," she continued, "even though I just got out of a rough break up, with a man, I...I like, um, well, I'm kind of, uh, falling for you, Lena."

She grabbed my hand and my eyes widened as a smile took over my face. But then I realized something.

"Wait." I said, pulling my hand away from hers. "Stef, this happens to a lot of straight women. They breakup with a man and suddenly they think they're into a woman, when in reality it's just a rebound. Women have done this to me before and it always turns into an experiment. I don't want to be someone's experiment. Not again."

"No, Lena, that's not what this is at all. I've never felt this way about anyone before. Especially about any man. When I look at you, I get butterflies because you're just so damn beautiful. I can't stop thinking about you, Lena. Please. Give me a chance."

"I don't know, Stef. I just don't know." I started to turn to leave again when she grabbed my hand again.

"Maybe this will help you make up your mind."
She put her right hand on my thigh and her left hand on my cheek. She leaned in, and I wasn't going to stop her. To be honest, I wanted this, too. Her lips met mine, and for a moment we just savored what was happening. She tilted her head and kissed me again, harder and more passionate this time. I took her left hand and I placed it on my breast.
This action has a tendency to scare experimenting women away, but she didn't move her hand. She caressed my breast as we kissed in her car. It was so beautiful, and for the first time in a long time, I was happy.

AN: Thanks for reading! Comment what you thought and vote:) I'm thinking that my next story will be one shots. Let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next chapter!!