I Don't Belong To You

Chapter 16

She rolls over and collides into the smell of Becky. It surrounds her so heavily that it wakes her.

She opens her eyes while reaching out for the blonde and realizes immediately that Becky is no longer in bed with her. There's no clock or way to tell the time, but she knows that it must be the middle of the night. Her body by no means feels well-rested so she couldn't have been asleep for very long.

She sits up and turns on the bed-side lamp, filling the room with a small bit of light.

Her clothes are scattered all over so she opts instead to rip the sheet from the bed to cover herself.

After last night, she knows there's no reason for modesty but it still seems weird to walk around someone's house naked. Even if that someone is Becky.

She heads out to the living room, the crumbled white sheets dragging behind her like a wedding train.

It seems like every single light is on in the house but she sees no sign of Becky.

She heads back towards the hallway and tentatively begins opening doors. The first to the left of Becky's room seems to be a guest bathroom but the door furthest down the hall to the right is cracked just slightly and if she listens carefully, she can hear a small noise every few seconds.

She approaches and says her name, just so it doesn't appear as though she's snooping. "Becky?"

She is met with more grunts and for a moment, she wonders if Becky is doing something more private than she thought.

"Bec?" She pushes the door open a little and is surprised to see Becky pulling herself up on a piece of gym equipment she's completely unfamiliar with.

Her mouth goes dry and starts to water all at once. Becky's mentioned several times that she likes to work out or go to the gym, but seeing Becky now in a pair of track shorts and a sports bra muscles flexing easily is turning her on like crazy.

She has her headphones in and so Freen steps inside and speaks a little louder.

"Becky?"

Becky's head turns immediately and she slowly lowers her body and drops down from the bar.

She pulls out her headphones and approaches quickly, "Hey. You okay babe?"

She smiles at the care in her voice, "I'm fine. Just woke up and you were gone."

Becky nods solemnly, "Couldn't sleep."

"How is that possible? We just had—well, I don't want to speak for you, but I just had the best sex of my life and all I want to do is sleep." She chuckles to take some of the edge off of her question but by the look on Becky's face, she knows exactly what Freen is asking.

It's the same question she always asks. Why can't you stay? Why can't you sleep through the night lying next to me?

Becky wipes her hand over her sweaty forehead and stares up at the ceiling.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go shower okay?"

Her heart drops at that. After last night, she felt like they had made some real progress, especially after their intense love making and Becky allowing herself to be held.

But given their perfect evening just a few hours ago, she doesn't want to push. Becky has already opened up to her more than she could've imagined in one night and so she has the right to decline her questions now.

"Yeah, okay."

Becky leans down and gives her a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving the room. She looks around one more time, taking in the mirror on the wall and the equipment lying around before exiting.