Her life! GxG! Intersex! (Book 1)

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Abigail stood at the stove, giving the sauce one last slow stir before turning the burner off. The kitchen smelled warm and rich, garlic and butter settling into the air. She plated everything carefully, making sure Emma's portion looked just right before wiping her hands on a towel.

Behind her, she felt arms wrap around her waist.

Emma rested her chin on Abigail's shoulder. "Are you done?"

"Just finished," Abigail said with a soft smile. "Perfect timing."

Emma swayed gently with her for a second, then tilted her head. "Baby?"

"Hmm?"

"Can we eat in bed?"

Abigail didn't even turn around right away. She just laughed quietly. "Whatever you want, baby."

Emma gasped dramatically. "You're serious?"

"I'm serious."

Emma spun her around and kissed her quickly — soft, excited, grateful.

"Okay! I'll go find us a movie!" she said, already backing away.

"Grab pillows!" Abigail called after her.

"And a blanket!" Emma yelled back as she disappeared down the hallway.

Abigail shook her head, smiling to herself as she grabbed the plates and drinks. She dimmed the kitchen lights before carefully carrying everything toward the bedroom.

When she stepped inside, Emma was already sitting on the bed, remote in hand, scrolling through options like it was the most important decision of her life.

"I'm thinking something funny," Emma said without looking up. "Or romantic. Or both."

Abigail set the plates on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed beside her. "Dealer's choice."

Emma leaned over and kissed her again, this one slower.

Emma grinned and hit play on the movie, scooting closer until she was tucked into Abigail's side.

"Best dinner date ever," she murmured.

"Yeah," she said softly. "It really is."

The movie started playing, soft light from the screen flickering across the walls. Emma adjusted herself until she was practically draped over Abigail, one leg thrown across her lap, plate balanced carefully on her stomach.

"Don't drop it," Abigail warned lightly.

"I would never," Emma said, already reaching for a bite.

Abigail watched her for a second instead of the screen. The way Emma chewed thoughtfully. The way she hummed when she liked something. The way she leaned in without even thinking about it.

Emma caught her staring. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Abigail shrugged, taking a bite of her own food. "Just thinking."

"Dangerous," Emma teased.

"Very," Abigail replied.

A few minutes passed quietly. The movie was funny — light, easy — but Emma kept sneaking glances up at Abigail.

Finally she asked, "You okay?"

Abigail nodded. "Yeah. Just... today was good."

Emma smiled softly. "It was."

"You were incredible," Abigail added. "In your class. In the car. In general."

Emma laughed under her breath. "In the car, huh?"