Chapter 6: Truce

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Even though Jennie started feeling too hot with the multiple layers of clothes she was wearing, she still did not take off her coat. She was on her way to Lisa’s house. The Thai hadn't been able to pick her up at the office; she just called to remind her that they would be seeing each other that night. Lisa instructed her to go straight to her house from work.

She was wearing what one should wear during winter—pants, boots, a long-sleeved shirt, a jacket, and a long bulky coat. Her coat was buttoned up to her neck, no skin showing, and not at all sexy. Very businesslike. It was her defense against whatever Lisa wanted to do to her. Of course, she knew it was insinuated they would have sex, and her pride wouldn’t allow it to be that easy. She was still protesting against what Lisa wanted to do to her. Do you really, now?

When she arrived at Lisa’s house, there was a note posted on the door that said: Come in, Jennie.

She took it and put it inside her pocket and went in. There was no one inside the spacious living room, but she could hear sounds coming from the other side of the house. She didn’t go there yet. She was nervous and sat on an easy chair.

The apartment was modern. There was almost minimal design in the unit except for a few pieces of art paintings. Everything was in black and silver. There was a huge flat-screen TV with state-of-the-art speakers. The place spoke of modern elegance but was almost lacking in personal touch.

“Hi. You’re here.”

She turned her head and saw Lisa. She was wearing a pair of silk boxers and a clean white v-neck shirt. While she had on an uncomfortable amount of clothes, the blonde was dressed as casually and homey as possible. She had to admit, she found the Thai’s home getup a tad too adorable, but she must not be swayed.

“Lisa…”

“What shall I get the guest?” Lisa smiled, showing her perfect white teeth.

“Uhm, nothing. There’s no need for that. I’m in a hurry. You wanted to talk about something?”

The taller woman’s forehead creased. “You’re in a hurry? Where are you going? Didn’t we talk about this last night?”

Yes. You seduced me, tricked me, you sneaky witch, her mind said. “Yeah. But I realized, we are not doing anything in particular. I better spend my time at home.”

There was a questioning look on Lisa’s face, but she still smiled. “I cooked dinner for us.”

“Oh.” Jennie didn’t know that Lisa could cook.

“I’m going to get you something to drink.” The Thai turned around and brought two flutes of sparkling wine in both of her hands when she returned. It looked like an expensive champagne her own father fancied. “Let me take your coat.”

“No. I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

The blonde woman just shrugged. She reached for her hand and pulled her to stand up. Lisa guided their bodies to the couch, and now they were sitting closely together. Too close.

Lisa held her chin, turning it upward. She moved away.

“Lisa, no.”

“What?”

“What, you think you can do what you want with me and I would just let you? You have another thing coming.”

“Ah, shit, Jennie.” Lisa stood up. “What’s the matter with you? Are we at this again?” The blonde’s face now darkened.

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