Stolen Moments // Billie Eilish G!P

Chapter thirty

Skye walked slowly through the empty store, touching bare shelves as she went. They were almost through with the inside—a couple more weeks at best. She and Luca would have their official walkthrough with the contractor then, but she found herself here nearly every night, checking their work.

The food court turned out exactly as she'd envisioned and the angled shelves on each side of the store added a different dimension to the standard grocery store aisles. Her gaze traveled from side to side; she was again overwhelmed by the space. They would need a lot of inventory to fill it. Panic set in for a moment. Maybe it was too big. What if it didn't go over? What if no one in LA was interested in natural foods?

"I love it."

Skye turned, startled by the voice. Billie was the last person she expected there.

"It's big."

"Not too big."

Skye walked on, heading to the back where the coolers were. She felt Billie following her.

"How did you know I was here?" she finally asked.

"I saw your truck out front. And you probably should lock the doors if you're here alone," Billie said with a smile.

"Yeah. Never know who might walk in off the street," she teased. Her smile faded as their eyes met. "About the other night," she said. "I should apologize."

"And what exactly would you apologize for?"

Skye looked away. "I didn't invite them here. And Lily and I...there's nothing between us, Billie."

"You don't have to explain to me."

Skye met her eyes again. "Don't I?"

Billie was the first to look away. "She seemed...very possessive of you," she said. "She made it clear you were more than friends."

"That's just it. We're not really even friends," she said. "Amelie told her about you, about us—our past. I think her curiosity was piqued more than anything."

"And she wanted to let me know that you two also had a past," Billie stated.

Skye turned to her. "Lily likes to play games. I don't."

Billie walked closer, her hand reaching out to Skye's, their fingers entwining. "Good. Because I'm too old to play games."

Skye tugged her closer, their eyes holding. "What do you want from me?"

Billie tilted her head. "I think the question is...what do you want from me?"

Skye squeezed Billie's fingers, pulling her ever so closer. "I want what I've always wanted. But what I could never have," she said, dipping her head down, brushing Billie's cheek with her lips. "I want all of you," she whispered.

She slid her hand up Billie's body, pausing under her breast. "Not just your body," she said, letting her hand finish its trek, seeing Billie's eyes darken as she raked her thumb across her nipple. "Your body, your soul...your heart."

"You've always had my heart, Skye," Billie murmured as her lips moved to Skye's mouth.

Skye let the kiss deepen, her tongue tracing Billie's lower lip before slipping past, meeting Billie's tongue in a hungry battle. She pressed her against the cooler door, her thigh nudging Billie's legs apart. Billie clung to her, tiny sounds of pleasure eliciting a reciprocal moan from Skye.

Skye pulled back slowly, smiling against Billie's lips. "Why does this always happen?"

Billie leaned away from her, their gazes locking together. "Because we're in love with each other."