Carla and Lisa

Part 30

"Do you think Cassie gets lonely when she's home all by herself self?" Carla asked her lover.

"We are not getting another cat love" Lisa told her. Which caused the brunette to pout. "Good because I was thinking a dog" Carla smiled cheekily.

"We need a garden if we are getting a dog" Lisa argued. "Then we will get a garden" Carla replied simply. "You want to buy a house?" Lisa questioned. She knew she was going to spend the rest of her lift with Carla. But they had never spoken about buying a house together. She thought they was happy enough in their little flat. "Yes. Well not now. In the future. Well. Hmmm" Carla stuttered. Not quite sure of her self now.

"Hey we don't need to rush it. It can be a year. Or even 10 years until we buy a house if you want that" Lisa told her lover.

"So you would think about getting somewhere bigger?" Carla asked her lover her eyes almost brightened.

"Yeah why not. I'm in this for life. We can't live in this little flat for ever can we" Lisa eyes where full of adoration. "Yeah true" Carla smiled.

"Anyway. We've been chatting for so long it's time for me to wish you happy birthday" Lisa smiled as saw it was midnight on her phone. "I'm getting to told for this" Carla laughed as she pulled Lisa to straddle her.

"Happy Birthday Car" Lisa smiled as she leant in to kiss her lover both smiling into the kiss.

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Carla awoke to an empty bed. Something that rarely  happened unless Lisa was on a case. Walking out of the bedroom she was met by hours of surprise. When there was presents cards and breakfast lay on the table.

Betsy and Lisa were stood with big smiles on their faces. "Ahhh guys amazing" Carla smiled. Betsy ran over and gave her a small hug. "Happy birthday car" the girl smiled. "Thanks bets" Carla smiled placing a kiss on her step daughter's head.

Lisa walked over to her lover and pulled her in for a hug. Placing a kiss on her jaw. "We made you a bacon butty" Lisa smiled up at her lover. Carla pulled her lover on her knee as she sat and ate her breakfast. Lisa stealing a few bites.

They kissed goodbye when it was tine for work as they was running late Carla promised to open her presents in the evening.

Betsy and Carla walked down the street Betsy with her face buried in her phone. Until Carla caught her from walking into a pole. "Bets who is so important you nearly walk into a pole?" Carla laughed. Betsy put off the question and started discussing party plans for Saturday night for the brunette. "So is Kate coming? And Michelle?" Betsy questioned "yeah I think so. To be honest your mum is in charge of this. I just know to be at the rovers on Saturday." Carla told the girl.

They got to the factory to find Sarah had already opened up. When they walked in Betsy ran ahead to set off a confetti cannon with her work friends.

"Happy Birthday!" The shouted. Betsy was filing her reaction to send to her mum. "Thanks guys" the brunette smiled. Over the last few months thanks to the blondes in her life Carla had managed to build stronger bridges with her staff members.

"Happy Birthday boss" Sarah smiled as she passed her some flowers a present and a card. Carla unwrapped the present and laughed when she saw it was a mug with a joke on her being a boss. "Funny thank you guys" she smiled.

"Little swain is this why you nearly walked into a post this morning" Carla questioned narrowing her eyes. The girl laughed and said "yep I was texting Sarah to say we was on our way" causing the factory to laugh.

"Right you lovely lot let's get to work I'm hoping to land a massive deal today" Carla informed the workers before walking into her office.

The meetings were going well. It was just after lunch time she saw Lisa waving through the door. She waved her in and put her arm up to say she would be a moment. Lisa sat on the couch waiting for her love. Carla said bye to the people in bed meeting and closed her laptop down.

"Did you get it?!" Lisa asked hopefully watching her lover walk over to her. The brunette gave her a little nod smiling joining her lover of the couch. Carla Lisa wrapped her arms around her neck kissing the side of her head.

"Since you couldn't open your presents this morning I've brought one for you to open now. Lisa smiled pulling a box out of her pocket. Carla smiled at her before opening it.

To which she found a necklace with the three stones in it. "It's our birthstones. Mine" she pointed to the first stone in a little heart. "This is bets stone and that's yours"

"It's amazing I love it" Carla smiled sweetly. Lisa took it from her hands and made the woman turn her body to place it. Around her neck. Lisa placed a kiss to the back of her neck before she turned around.

The women sat there before Lisa phone pinged. "I've got to go. I will see you at home yeah" she smiled. Carla nodded and placed a kiss on her lovers lips. "Happy Birthday and congratulations again" Lisa smiled. "I love you" Carla replied pulling her lover in for a kiss. "Mm love you too" Lisa smiled. Carla walked Lisa out the blonde smiled at her daughter and gave her a wave. Before heading off for the evening.

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Lisa had received a text from Carla around 4pm letting her know to meet them at the rovers. The work lot had convinced her to go for a few to celebrate her birthday.

Lisa walked in the pub to find Carla and Betsy having a arm wrestle. And saw Carla win. "What's going off here" Lisa smiled. "Little swain over here reckons in my old age I'm not strong anymore" Carla laughed "you mean the little old Carla beat you bets" Lisa laughed which earned a swat of a had from Carla. "Oi you! It's my birthday your supposed to be being nice" Carla pouted. Lisa joined her lover and kissed her in apology. Which eared them some wolf whistles from the factory lot. Carla laughed and told them to grow up.

Lisa joined in with the conversations with their friends. Not bothering to buy herself a glass of wine she just stole from Carla's glass.

Once the shared glass was finnished they bid their fairwells and headed home. Carla opened the rest of her presents and was well and truly spoilt.