"Wake up sunshine" I heard a husky voice say from beside me, slowly opening my eyes I was met with the sight of Emily slightly on top of me. Rolling my eyes I got off the couch and examined the living room.
The TV displayed credit scenes playing which I assumed was from the movie we were watching earlier, which only confirmed that we hadn't been sleeping for that long.
"What time is it?" I asked, slowly getting up from the couch and stretching. "Around 12 which is perfect seeing as that's when the coffee shop is alive," Emily replied, following suit and stretching as well.
"Get dressed honey, I wanna be there before the shop becomes dead" Emily quickly said, rushing into her room and getting dressed.
After doing the same I found myself in a short sunflower dress with my cross bag by my side, Both Emily and I walked down the street conversing with one another about our plans for a week. It was Monday which meant the roads were busier than usual and that never helped with the everyday traffic in California.
"The beautiful smell of coffee and pastry never leaves me unpleased." Emily quipped with a smile on her face, the blonde held the shop door open for me and we both soon entered " Java Grind". A very popular coffee shop in California that Emily owned.
Upon entering the shop we were met with the sight of multiple other people waiting on their orders and people randomly chatting together in the booths scattered across the shop. Emily led me to an empty seating area that had a clear view of the people passing by outside and entering.
After a few minutes of taking in the scenery and the amazing smell a waitress came over to take our orders, I was always a light eater and picky when it came to food and eating so I simply ordered a muffin with an iced latte. Emily ordered 2 blueberry muffins and a black coffee to help wash it down.
"How's mom and dad been, Lia? You spoke with them recently?" Emily asked, Emily was always close with my family. My parents saw her as one of theirs and she saw them as her parents, Emily grew up in foster care due to her mom dying at a young age because of drugs and her dad was just an all-out deadbeat since her birth.
That's where my parents entered the picture, she would often spend nights at my house and try to juggle between her work and school life during college. I always tried helping out but she would rarely need it because she knew how to carry herself and I always admired her for that
"They're fine, I spoke with them last night while you were out. They suggested that we spend some time with them" I replied, watching as the waitress placed what we ordered on the table and walked away.
We immediately began eating, "I'd like that, hopefully, your mom makes that amazing chicken pot pie like usual." Emily quipped, taking a sip of her coffee.
"I'll make sure to put in a good word for you on that" I chuckled at Emily making a mess of herself my attention went outside to all the people passing by but two specific people caught my eyes. They were walking alongside each other down the street, and they both displayed confidence.
They both wore long black chino pants and dress shoes whilst one of them wore a white buttoned-up shirt and the other wore a black one which made her look even more eye-catching. The one in black stood taller than the other, her brown hair flowed elegantly with the slight breeze that blew by now and then.
"Who are you eye fucking like that" I heard Emily ask from across me, following my sight a loud gasp could be heard from the blonde before tumbling followed.
Emily quickly moved her chair beside me and hit behind me as if it'd make her disappear, "You look stupid right now" I mentioned through a fit of giggles.
"That's her" Emily whispered, gesturing to the two women outside, confused I pondered on what she could've meant before it clicked. "Holy shit Em, which one!" I pressed on, waiting for her to calm down and continue.
"The one in white." Taking one more glance outside both women were already gone, I assumed they had passed by and were continuing with their journey but boy was I wrong.
Shortly after the doorbell rang and signaled someone entering, both women entered together and went over to the cashier to put in their order. "Why are you hiding? I thought you had fun y'know. Had awesome sex and was gonna continue but I didn't expect this" I spoke out, watching as Emily rolled her eyes and groaned.
"She's hot and she's good at pleasing me but it hasn't even been a good 10 hours and we're already bumping into each other. I'm not prepared Lia" I understood what Emily was saying, not everyone sees their one-night stands a few hours after just boning.
"Well, maybe it's a sign. It could be something good Em and besides what's the worst thing that could happen? She's already been inside you and saw you naked. It's a win-win situation honey"
"Who knows what could happen, besides shes already making her way over here" I finished off, watching as all the blood drained from Emily's face as if she couldn't believe a word I just said. Both women sauntered towards us and now stood just a few inches from us, towering over us with a smile.
Using all the time I had, I took in the one in black. Her hazelnut eyes shined bright like a diamond as the sun glowed on them, and her veiny hands could be seen holding onto a white paper cup of what I assumed was coffee. She brought it up to her lips and took a quick sip.
"First the club and now a coffee shop, I'm starting to think you're stalking me." Emily started causing both women to laugh, me included.
"I wouldn't say stalking, I guess I'm just lucky today." The lady in white responded, her eyesight soon directed towards me where she pushed her free hand forward and introduced herself. "Pardon my manners, Im Eleanor and this is my sister Vixen" She directed the last part to both Emily and me.
Vixen held a cold stare and didn't utter a single word since she came closer to us, seeming annoyed by all the talking. "Nice meeting you both, I'm Amelia. A good friend of Emily" I introduced myself.
Eleanor only nodded and continued talking nonsense with Emily, I didn't listen for the majority of it and kept sneakingly taking looks at Vixen, She seemed uninterested in whatever they were talking about and showed that she couldn't care less about whatever it was they talking about.
A few more minutes and both women were getting ready to leave. "I guess we'll go now, we had a little photoshoot with some of our models down the road and we came to get a refuel of energy before our next group came in," Eleanor said, leaning in to give Emily a quick hug.
"It was nice meeting you both" Her voice was thick and hoarse, it sounded amazing. Like a record, I could listen to for hours. She quickly sent a small smile my way before both women said farewells and shortly left.
"Someone has a crush" I heard from beside me.
"I wouldn't be talking if I were you, you seemed as if you were ready to jump on her and begin fucking her on one of these tables any second," I replied, taking out a twenty-dollar bill and placing it on the table to cover our expenses.
"You were batting heart eyes at her the whole time, Eleanor asked you a question but you were too busy eye fucking her sister to even realize" she laughed, standing up and heading towards the door to leave.
Rolling my eyes I followed behind and walked out as she held it open for me, "I see why you were scared to speak with her again. They were both intimidating as hell and hot while doing it" The thoughts of Vixen swirled in my mind. The image of her plump lips whenever she would take a sip and the way she stared at me now and then.
"Don't have an orgasm yet, at least wait until we reach home so that you could rub your pussy to the thought of your new admirer, just make sure to not scream her name" Emily teased, playfully moaning her name as we walked down the street. People kept staring at us but I couldn't care less.
Rolling my eyes once more I continued my journey home and listened to the playful remarks every now and then from the blonde.
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RomanceLust•ful adjective 1. having or showing strong feelings of sexual desire.