Love isn't easy

Chapter 3: July 1, 2014

Tuesday July 1st, 2014

Lisa lays naked in bed attentively taking in all the curves, beauty marks, and small details of Roseanne's nude back while she peacefully sleeps face down. Lisa smiles contently as she takes in the rhythmic rise and fall of the body resting just inches away. She smiles because she never thought she'd have mornings like these again after Coral died and certainly not five years' worth of mornings like these with someone else.

Lisa smiles and thinks about all that Roseanne and she have gone through the last five years. Everything from that nonsensical night where Roseanne ridiculously blazed into Lisa's life, to moving in together a few months later, to the almost disastrous stress levels of Lisa's undergrad senior year, to Lisa getting into Columbia Law while Roseanne stayed at NYU finishing her Art History degree, to Roseanne's own graduation followed by her frustrating job search, to now where they constantly find themselves trying to juggle their relationship, adulthood, and Lisa's demanding law school schedule. There wasn't a second of it that Lisa regretted though. Well, perhaps some of the arguments were better left forgotten, but even their heated disagreements are what made them Roseanne and Lisa.

Lisa fixates her eyes on Roseanne as she runs her hands through her hair. She sits in silence and turns her attention from Roseanne to the middle drawer of the dresser that stands across the room. Lisa thinks.

Lisa must have been lost in her thoughts for much longer than she assumed because suddenly she acknowledges the fact that Roseanne's fingers have been gently caressing her arm as she stirred against her. Lisa looks over as Roseanne turns to face her while smiling sleepily with her eyes still closed. Roseanne lays like that for a few seconds before slowly blinking awake to find her girlfriend staring at her. They gaze at each other without saying a word and as time passes, the smiles on their faces grow increasingly bigger and more radiant.

"Happy birthday baby."

Roseanne scoots impossibly closer to her girlfriend and leans over sweetly to kiss her. Lisa hums against Roseanne's lips.

"How does it feel to be 25?"

Roseanne's lips hover millimeters away from Lisa's.

"Same as when you asked me that last night at midnight."

"You're really no fun."

Roseanne throws her knee over her girlfriend's waist, straddling her, and sitting up to reveal her naked breasts. Lisa's eyes immediately wander to the perky nipples staring back at her.

"Like what you see?"

Roseanne cocks an eyebrow sensually.

"I do. You know I do...but I have class with Professor Lake in..." Lisa leans over, grabs her phone from the bedside table, and glances at the time before putting the phone back down. "...an hour and fifteen minutes."

"That's quite a long time."

Roseanne leans down to kiss Lisa's jaw.

"Campus is a half an hour's train ride away and that's if the train is on time."

"That still gives you about 45 minutes."

Roseanne kisses down Lisa's neck and towards her collarbone. Lisa finds herself trying so very hard to resist the naked girl grinding against her stomach but failing.

"The train station is a fifteen-minute walk from here."

"Half an hour."

Roseanne sucks on Lisa's bottom lip.

"I still have to shower and change and pack my books because thanks to you and last night they're scattered..." Lisa whispers and arches her back when Roseanne's lips wrap around one of her nipples and her voice goes up about an eighth. "...all over the living room."