REVERIE (f/f / love triangle / romance/erotica)

Chapter 7:

My dreams consisted of two women. Both of them I had just slept with, and both of them joined me in bed- together. It was an invigorating experience, one I hadn't had before, and I touched myself that morning thinking of the blonde and brunette making me peak over and over. By the time I finished, the bed was a mess, and it was almost too late to get ready.

I cleaned myself, rinsed my face, then grabbed my things and set off.

While tending the shop, I thought back to the reading I had not long ago. Was Hazel my new beginning? The death card? It seemed so grim, the card, when Hazel was anything but that. It didn't seem to fit, but at the same time it might just be that. Or maybe in a broader sense the new beginning was me opening up and exploring beyond the realms of comfort. Either way, I felt the cards were coming to be true, no matter how vague they may have been.

No one was in the shop at the moment. The morning rush was over, and I had the silence to myself, which usually I relished, whereas now I considered breaking. Just so I could call Hazel. The nerves were past me and I had an entire night and morning to work up the courage, so I decided to pull my phone out and make the first move.

The phone rang a few times before she answered in a professional tone. "Hello? Lex?" She said. I felt dumb for not saying something first but it wasn't unusual behavior for me.

"Hey, I was just seeing what you were doing," I said, not quite sure what I was doing. Or saying. I could nearly feel her smile through the phone, those lifted pretty lips sounding more delicious the further she spoke.

"Well, unfortunately I'm at work, but I can call you later?"

I realized what time it was, midday, and felt insolent. Of course she was at work, what was I thinking? And the next words to blurt out came with speed and again no thought.

"Or I could bring you coffee?"

She laughed in response, then, "lucky for you I work in a really relaxed environment... please, I'd love a coffee. Just a good 'ol basic vanilla latte please." Her voice sounded so smooth and sweet, and I barely understood what she had even said, but made myself note it.

"One vanilla latte, got it," I repeated.

"You're amazing," She said, and it made my eyes crinkle up.

She gave me the address, explaining the building with some detail and which office it was, and it brought to my attention that I'd have to shut down the shop for a bit. I stumbled over my thoughts a moment, but, I'd be quick and it's lunch for most anyway. A quick shrug to myself was reassuring enough.

I wrote a short sign saying 'gone for lunch', even though I usually just ate at the shop. I straightened the sign, then set out. Her work wasn't far from me, and I wondered if she had been coming here on her break, and when that usually was. One would think I'd know that by now with how many times she had come in, but time was beyond me unless I was bored out of my mind- which with her in my presence, I lost time all together.

I hustled my pace, grabbing the coffee from a nearby shop, an espresso for myself that I'd surely regret later and her vanilla latte. Making haste to the building showed to be difficult while balancing the hot drinks. But it only took a matter of minutes, and when I arrived, I recognized the tall building that sat before me. It wasn't far from the white building she lived in, still remaining in the historic district, and I had to appreciate its architecture prior to walking in. A precariously tall brick building stood before me, and some long washed out letters raced down the side of it that were difficult to read. Even while squinting, I couldn't make them out. Although some nerves had built on my way there, I pushed them out before opening the large, black stained brown door that was slightly chipped with time. With the outside being preserved in its everlasting time warp to the past, I didn't expect much difference from the inside, but it was much more modernized. To the point it made many places in even the nicer districts look drab.