we're not dating

part twenty - good to finally meet you

Debbie's POV

I woke up to Lou snoring right into my ear, her arms wrapped around my waist tightly. I was sweating, the room felt like I was sitting in the sauna. I pushed Lou's hand off me carefully and got up to check the AC. It was off. I looked around the room for the remote, but it was nowhere to see since the room was a complete mess. One of the comforters, some pillows, and the counterpane were all over the floor. Lou's underwear was hanging on the bedframe, her pajamas lying on the couch next to the bed, my top hanging on the lamp on Lou's nightstand, and my panties at the foot of the bed. I guess we need to start paying more attention to where we were throwing our clothes while undressing each other. I started gathering all the stuff trying to find the remote because I was actually beginning to melt in that heat but I couldn't find it. I scanned the room again wondering where it could be, then got on all four and looked under the bed. Bingo! It was lying there, right next to my slippers and... our vibrator. I chuckled, grabbed both gadgets, and crawled back up. It wasn't very unusual for our bedroom to look like that. I had to admit having sex with Lou was mind-blowing and we couldn't care less about where our stuff landed while making out or foreplay. 

I turned the AC on and set it to a reasonable temperature, a cold breeze immediately coming out, making me sight in relief. Lou was obviously still sleeping, not in the slightest bothered by the heat. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I grabbed it from the nightstand. A text from Tammy. "We're boarding, we will be there in two hours!" It was eight thirty a.m., meaning we had to leave in an hour if we wanted to pick them up. Tammy reassured us she would just take a cab or the bus from the airport but we had some trouble trying to get to the hotel when we arrived so we decided to rent a car and pick her up ourselves. Pick them up. Shit, I forgot about Holland for a second. I felt my stomach tighten up at that thought. Tammy has been so mysterious about her and didn't tell us anything more than her name. Lou said it was because it was her first relationship with a woman after years of being married to Tom and that she probably needed time to get used to this situation but the fact that I didn't know anything about that woman made me nervous. 

I put my phone back on the nightstand and looked at Lou. She was laying there like a starfish, taking up all the space, her chest moving up and down in a steady motion, her bangs falling on her eyes. She was gorgeous. Absolutely breathtaking. And so vulnerable. Everyone knew Lou as that self-confident, don't-give-a-shit, dominant badass and I felt so blessed to see the real side of her. I mean, she definitely was dominant and confident, but she still had her doubts, insecurities, and worries and she chose me to be the only person in the world to know about them. And just the contrast between that bossy Lou, always aware of her surroundings, wearing all those oh-fuck-me-so-hot suits, ties, chains, and rings, a good smokey eye adding to her don't-fuck-with-me appearance compared to that soft, peaceful, naked, no makeup Lou in my bed, lightly snoring and mumbling something under her nose as she was a sleep-talker, made me weak and filled my heart with butterflies. She was mine and I loved that so much.

Some voices coming from outside the bedroom brought me back to reality. Constance and Nine were already up, dishes clattering as they were talking and laughing in the kitchen. I sat at the edge of the bed and run my fingers up Lou's arm, along her collarbones, and to her other arm. I lowered my face and placed some soft kisses on her shoulder. Her left arm wrapped around my waist and she shifted, a little smile on her face. "Good morning, baby." I said and placed another kiss on her temple. "It's time to get up." I smiled down at her as I ran my thumb along her cheek. She whined and turned her head to me, rubbing her eyes. "We're on vacation. We are supposed to rest. And have sex." Her right hand dropped from her eyes and wrapped around my waist too. "We had sex just about six hours ago." I chuckled and she opened one eye to look at me. "That was a long time ago then." That special flirty smirk appeared on her face and I laughed before placing a short kiss on her lips. "Well" she grabbed my face and pulled me down for another one. "we have to be at the airport in an hour. You'll have to wait." She rolled her eyes, then shifted, steadying herself on her elbows. "An hour is plenty of time." There was that smirk again. "I am going to get a shower now." She ran her hand from my neck down to my chest, her finger brushing ever so lightly against my nipple. I was trying my best not to react to that. "If you are quick enough, I might let you hop in with me." I got up from the bed before she was able to react, went to the bathroom, and stepped right under the shower. I haven't even turned the water on when I heard Lou jump out of the bed and rush to the bathroom as well. Soon after the warm water hit my body, the shower door slid open and Lou entered, handing me my toothbrush that was ready to use while already brushing her own teeth. It was so casual but moments like that one really made me realize how lucky I was to share such small, everyday things with her.