It has already been 3 weeks after the incredible date of Freen and Becky, and their amazing night together. They couldn't keep their hands to themselves, kissing each other every now and then. The first two weeks they were like rabbits, making love almost every day. Olivia became attached to Becky, counting her as her second mommy. Becky, in turn, gave as much love and attention to the girl as possible. She loved her as her own. How couldn't she? The girl was very smart at her age, and she was like a sunshine.
Becky was happy. Very happy. Finally she found a family, she found a beautiful woman to share her life with.
The last week she was very busy with her new case and nearly didn't see Freen and Olivia. It made her crazy. She couldn't understand how could someone became so precious to her in a short amount of time. But who says that love recognize time, right? When feelings come, they don't ask for a permission.
Now she was sitting in her office, reading evidences of her case, thinking a plan how to win the case. Her phone vibrated, signaling about a new message.
My Love: Hi, babe. How are you? I miss you. Are you busy?
She remembered that day, after that morning full of making love and orgazms, she saved Freen's contact as 'My Love'. Smiling at the memory she started to type an answer
My Tinkerbell: Hi, my love. I'm good, how are you? I always have time for you, baby
Sending the answer she imagined how on Freen's screen would light up her contact, signing as 'My Tinkerbell'. She smiled again, remembering how a few days after that morning they were having a movie night, and Freen, out of nowhere, just said "You look like Tinkerbell, so beautiful" playing with Becky's hair, after which she picked up her phone and changed the contact to 'My Tinkerbell", making Becky to laugh hard.
Her phone vibrated again, taking her out of her memories. But this time it's not a message. 'My Love' is calling was on the screen. Smiling she picked up the call.
Becky: Do you really miss me that much that you couldn't wait no more?
Freen: You know that i miss you always, when you're not around. I even think it's a little dangerous, i'm becoming addicted to you, my drug
Becky laughed hard.
Becky: you're silly
Freen: and you're beautiful
Becky: haha, Freen stop
Freen: what? can't i make a compliment to my girlfriend?
Becky: Girlfriend, huh?
The silence were flying on the line. Despite their close.. no, intimate relationship, they still haven't talked about their relationship status. Of course each of them considered the other as her girlfriend, but they never discussed it and Freen felt her face became red from shyness, although Becky couldn't see her.
Becky: Freen? You okay there, babe?
Freen: Ahem, y..yes, yes. I meant.. I..
Becky: What? what did you mean?
Becky was clearly smirking, amused by Freen's shyness and nervousness.
Becky: Freen what's wrong?
She said once again as the silence became too awkward
Freen: I mean..we never discussed..we never.. i would like you to ask ..emm

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Learning To Trust Again
FanfictionFreen Sarocha is a 24 years old talented painter who's life took an unexpected turn when she was 20years old. From a lively and smiley girl she became an introvert. Having overcome a deep depression, she resumed her work and began to paint again. S...