Me Too

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Sofia came up behind me as I put things away. She pushed her chest to my shoulder, forming her body to my arched back. I set my bag up at the top of my closet, and brought my hands down behind my head to pet her hair. "Hi?"

She had her phone in her hand, and she whispered in my ear. "Cameron wants to talk to you."

I take the phone, and she doesn't let go. "Hey, Cam."

"Hey. How was your trip?"

"Good. I just flew in." Sofia swiped my hair away from my neck and she began leaving soft kisses along my skin, finally settling on my pulse to suck on it. It got considerably faster. "What's up?"

"I wanted to meet with you as soon as possible. I want to get your work started when you and Sofia have time. Have you two worked things out?"

"Considering her fingers are tracing my abdomen, teasing my bra line and cleavage, I would say so, yeah." I try to escape her prodding, tickling grasp, but she holds me. "We're on good terms, yeah."

Sofia whispered to me. "We're better than ever."

I turn my head to touch lip to lip, mumbling against her skin, my eyes gently closed, I say, "Yes, we are." I don't know what's gotten into her, but she has not left my side since we arrived.

When we got to our house earlier, inside, she took the bags from my hands, set them aside, and pinned my body to the door. She drew her knuckles against the curves in my stomach, and I had raised my arms to thread through her hair as she kissed me. I didn't question it, but right this minute, I am starting to want to bring it up. Maybe she doesn't realise she's doing it.

Sofia is affectionate- she will kiss me, she will hug me, but it is usually me initiating things like that. Usually, not to say she never does. She shows her love differently than I do. Today, though, we are very similar in demonstrations.

"Can I stop by soon and we can talk about what you'll be doing?" Cameron asked.

Sofia gave a nod, holding still. She let her hands clasp together and rest on my stomach, her (beautifully sculpted) small chest pushing into my back, her chin resting on my shoulder. "Yeah. That'd be fine. Our apartment is a bit of a wreck, but you're welcome to come over."

"Awesome. I will see you in just a few minutes. I'm not far."

"Alright, great. See you then!"

"Bye, Cam," Sofia said before he hung up.

She took her phone back and set it on my dresser. I was able to turn to face her before she had her eyes back on me. "What's gotten into you?" I giggle.

"Just felt like showing you some affection." She didn't try to kiss me, she didn't put her body to me besides her hands drumming along my lower back. "I am finally getting comfortable."

"With being home?"

"With us." She dropped her hands somberly and backed away, stepping back until the back of her calf hit my bed.

I laugh softly. "What do you mean?"

"I know you've noticed that I've been distracted by a million things- I have been out of it since the beginning. But this is us. Right now is for us. I'm done letting stuff get in my head. People can have their opinions, I don't care; they're done getting to me now that I am with you, and committed to you. I'm not going to keep how I feel about you away from you. It isn't fair. I say I love you, but when do I prove it? How do I prove it?"

"Sofia-"

She looked off to the side, sitting loud enough to interupt me. "I want to be the kind of girlfriend you deserve, and I want to treat you like you treat me. I love when you give me surprising hugs, when you kiss my neck. I just want to show you-"