Beauty and the Beauty (Lesbian Romance)

Sounds Good

It wasn't long before we arrived at the beach. It wasn't warm exactly, but not cold either. The second the car stopped, Molly took off like a shot, headed straight for the sea. She'd worn wellies to school all day just so she could splash around in the waves and watching her delight in the simplest of activities made the wind seem less, well... windy. Lena's hair, however, begged to differ.

"Oh God, I'm sorry! My hair just whipped you in the face, didn't it?" She asked, an apologetic look in her eyes. The smell of jasmine overpowered the sea air for a moment every time her hair blew in my direction, so despite the discomfort hair to the eye caused, I didn't really mind.

"Yeah but I mean it's cool, my hair would be whipping you if it wasn't up," I replied, turning to look for Molly. "She looks happy,"

"Yeah." Lena said, sitting on the sand dune we'd been climbing. I sat next to her, looking out at the sea. We were silent for a while, with just the sound of the waves and the occasional sea gull over our heads. Molly's laughter carried with the wind, letting us know she was safe.

After a couple of minutes, Lena sighed quietly. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to hear, so I didn't ask what a was up, just looked at her with what I hoped was a concerned expression instead. She looked back at me and forced a tight smile, her eyes avoiding mine.

"Lena? If you ever need to talk -" I started.

"I know. Just not now, okay? Let's just go have fun." She said, grabbing my hand as she stood up. When I was on my feet, she smiled, a big, genuine smile that changed her entire face and began to run. I realised a second too late she was still holding my hand and stumbled a little before catching up and matching her pace.

The sand gave way under our feet and really we were making very little progress towards our destination: the sea. After a few half-hearted metres, we stopped running and fell into step next to each other, laughing. Lena's cheeks were pink from the impact of the cold wind and her hair was tousled, tucked behind both ears. I was suddenly self-conscious; if Lena was pink I'd be bright red. Physical exertion of any kind was not my thing.

I was so worried about how I looked, I'd forgotten we were still holding hands. I jumped suddenly, jerking my hand out of her grasp, our fingers unlacing. Hurriedly, I looked around, wondering who could have seen us, who else was on the beach? As far as I could see, though, Lena, Molly and I were the beach's only occupants.

I looked back at Lena, who was watching me, her brow furrowed, her face redder than before. She shook her head minutely and then scoffed, rolling her eyes. Before I had time to process her actions, she had taken off towards Molly. I gave her a few seconds head start before jogging after her, arriving at the shore within half a minute. I immediately realised my mistake. The second the cold water hit my feet, I knew sandals had been a bad decision that day. I screamed and ran back to the dry sand, burying my feet before sitting and watching Lena play with her cousin.

About half an hour passed before Lena dragged Molly out of the water. They were both drenched to their knees, covered in goosebumps, their lips blue with the cold, but they looked happy. They both had the same wild eyes. Adventurous eyes. Eyes that changed colour with their mood. Right now, they mirrored the sea green they'd been playing in, but the sparkle behind them was brighter than the one of dull depths. They looked serene. Serene and cold.

I stood up. "Come on, let's go get hot chocolate. My treat." Molly perked up once more after the disappointment of leaving the sea and ran and skipped along the beach towards the car park. Lena looked at me for a few seconds then began to follow. I jogged to catch up and met her pace. 

"Molly's such a sweet girl," I said, smiling as I watched her pick up a shell in the distance.

"Yeah. Yeah, she really is." Lena stopped suddenly, turning to face me. I didn't realise in time and took an extra step, narrowing the space between us to barely six inches. I forgot where we were, what we were doing, everything as I looked into her eyes. My mind went blank.

Suddenly I realised how weird I must have looked, zoning out and gazing into her eyes like some crazed stalker. I shook my head, trying to snap out of the moment and laughed.

"So, how 'bout that hot chocolate?" I asked, taking a few steps up the beach before waiting for Lena to catch up.

"Sounds good."