Art Girls (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 37

I slid from my bed seeing a sleeping Reagan next too me, ever since she's went back to school she's stayed at my house and Georgia has stayed at there home getting it ready for there dad.

-hey you up?

I texted Georgia

-yeah, everybody left maybe two hours ago, walls are painted, floors are redone

-I'm coming over.

I slid on my converses and quietly slipped from my bedroom, I could smell Kyle brewing coffee and I knew his uncle had him working on a crazy project since he's been up like this every morning for weeks.

"Project?"

He nodded and ran his fingers through his dark hair.
"Oh yea, Brooke is going to be staying here for a few weeks, she got kicked out for stealing the car"

"She's so rebellious"
I chuckled, turning back to the front door

"Give her a key"
I turned around slightly before going outside to my limo.

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I pulled up to the same house with the picket fence and the typical family setting.

"Georgia"
I smiled, she was waving at me from the living room.

I pulled myself and the last bit of perfection from the limo and walked up the porch, I leaned it against the house and walked inside.

"Good or no?"
I spun around slowly, taking it in.

"It's gorgeous"
I answered.

Georgia smiled at me as she followed my eyes around the room.

"Yeah, Reagan wanted to help me clean this past week but in order for her not too see it I had to pretend I was going to clean everything"

I raised my hand motioning her to wait a second and I pulled it from the front porch, the window pane paintings.

"Here, this is the first touch to the living room"
I smiled, handing her the paintings.

The old car painting, a sloppy painting of a dog wearing a crimson bandana around his neck, and then a portrait painting of Georgia and Reagan.

"You know you're a really good painter"
She hung it on a nail above the brand new couch.

"Thanks, I was sent to the best schools and had really great teachers and inspiration"
I felt her fall back and stand next to me as we stared at the only piece of artwork on the walls.

"Reagan should be up in an hour"
Georgia stared down at her phone.

"I need to get home then"

"Oh I'm throwing a birthday party for Kyle's sister, you should come"
I turned to face her.

She nodded
"O-okay"

I hugged her quickly and turned to leave, Reagan couldn't know what we had done, it would be a surprise to her as it was going to be to her dad.

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I slowly opened my bedroom door seeing her golden brown hair still tucked over her face peacefully as she slept.

I crawled out of my shoes and slipped off my jeans and made my way behind her. Snaking myself in the position I was in just hours before.

"Good morning"
I kissed her neck.

I felt her first exhale of breath as she was coming to life, her body was in the process of waking up. And I knew just how to steer her to life.

"It's time to get up"
I kissed her neck again, this time I brushed my lips down her neck and kissed her shoulder, my hand brushed her warm skin underneath the blankets as she turned to me.