Milk and Honey (GirlxGirl)(Lesbian Story)

Chapter Fifteen

LEILANI

"Why are you smiling?" Angela was standing in front of a window that encompassed nearly her whole office. She had a Mimosa in a skinny glass in her hand which she took sips from periodically. Every time she took a sip, she let out a small sigh and rubbed her thumb against the glass gingerly. I wasn't in her eyesight, but she still managed to notice that I was smiling.

My smile slowly faded and I recollected myself to exhibit a neutral expression. "It's a really beautiful morning," I said as I stood there by her desk. I was awaiting instruction or for her to go on a tangent with me, but she was so peaceful this morning. Her hasty nature had slowed, and it made things weird. I felt like I was in trouble for something.

"Mm-hmm." The tone and the sass behind that noise made me know she didn't believe a word I said. It was the same sound my mom made every time I lied to her to get out of trouble. I put my hand on the back of my neck and clutched it tensely. What did I f-ck up this time? "You let somebody have some ass last night. I know that smile," she told me with a small chuckle behind her statement.

I allowed myself to relax a little bit. Okay, I wasn't in trouble but how the hell did she pick up that I had sex? I didn't even have sex yesterday. I hung out with Tristan in the morning but that was that. I had come to the office straight from a booty call some mornings and Angela never picked up on my sex life until now.

"Not exactly," I timidly corrected Angela.

"Then what exactly?" Damn, why was she being so nosey?

"I had sex Saturday not Sunday."

"Well, they must've did you good because you're glowing." Angela finally turned to face me with a teasing smirk on her face. My cheeks flushed and I bit the corner of my lip. I never been ashamed about my sex life, but it was so awkward talking about it with Angela. Not knowing what to say, I just let out a nervous laugh and shrugged my shoulders. "You with someone?"

"No. No. Not at all. It was just a fling, well, not a fling. Kind of like a friends with benefits thing, but we're not like close friends. We kind of just met but she's pretty cool so I can see us becoming really good friends. Well, I don't know-"

Angela laughed as she shook her head at me. "Baby, it was a yes or no question." When Angela called me pet names like a normal sweet black woman around her age, I knew she had something up her sleeve. Whether it was good or bad, it always depended.

"Well then, the answer is no."

"Great! Let's go!" Angela headed towards the door of her office as if she was on a mission. Her heels clicked urgently against the floor.

"Where are we going?" I knew better than to ask questions, but this was random as f-ck.

Angela turned towards me once she got to the door and gave me a smile that was way too nice for her. "A field trip. Come on!"

I followed Angela out the door but not before muttering, "Okay, Ms. Frizzle."

I thought only I could hear myself but I heard Angela give me a mock laugh. "Shut up before I make your ass stay in my office and do my paperwork."

"Yes, ma'am."

In a matter of time, we were both sitting in the back of a Bentley and being chauffeured by Angela's driver. Angela was sitting beside me texting randomly on her phone and she hadn't said a word yet on where we were going. The chauffer began driving as soon as we got in as if he already knew the destination. I sucked in a breath and looked out of the window. I hoped this b-tch wasn't about to kill me. Last week, I wouldn't care about dying but I was starting to get some good sex that I wasn't willing to let go just yet.