The Dance Between Darkness and Light (girlxgirl)

Thomas

"Why did you invite her over again? Doesn't she have her own family function to go to?"  I ask.  It's Thanksgiving Day and apparently Alison and Mya are joining our party of two.   Ok, I'm trying here, it's fine for Alison to come over.   But she's been over a lot in the last week. Like every day.  I thought maybe we'd have a nice, private, intimate little dinner, just me and Em. 

But no.

Alison and Mya are definitely coming to our Thanksgiving dinner and I'm just going to have to 'suck it up,' Emily said. Where the hell is Ali's husband anyway? I know something is going on with her, but Emily isn't saying anything insisting they're just preparing for December and all the activities, concerts and lessons that come with the holiday season. I know she's lying to me. I know there's something, I'm just not sure what, though.

Ali's definitely gotten herself into a mess yet again, and I know hurricane Ali has sucked Em right in. She's too kind to turn anyone away in need of help, and I know she considers Ali a close friend. Whatever Alison has done, it's obvious Emily has made it her mission to help.

"Thomas, please. I can see the wheels turning in your head from across the kitchen. Nothing is going on with Ali. Jack is away for work, her parents are on vacation and she has nowhere else to go. Why wouldn't she come here?"

Mmhmm. I so badly want to corner Ali tonight and drag it out of her. But I know, I promised I'd try harder. I promised. Em would kill me if I did that. Doesn't change the fact I still want to.

"What time will she be here, honey?"

"Any minute, she's helping me with food prep."

Any minute? Dammit, I'm going to have no time alone with Emily today and it's only 8:30 in the morning. "Why so early?" I'm whining now. "I was hoping after we got the turkey ready you and I could go back to bed for a little while."  I'm behind her now, my arm around her tiny waist, my other guiding her head to the side as I lean in to kiss her neck. Her sweet spot is just below her ear, drives her crazy and I love it. She quickly spun around, though, denying me, her back to the kitchen counter and she is gently pushing me away.

"No way, don't be starting that right now, Ali is coming any minute! She doesn't need to see it, and you can't control yourself."  She popped up on her toes kissing me on the cheek and walked to the fridge making a show of the sway of her hips, throwing a smirk over her shoulder.

"Babe, seriously..?" I whine.  She just keeps smiling. She's right, I can't control myself around her.  Everything about her drives me over the edge, even something as simple as her walking across the room.  But she's taunting me on purpose now, knowing full well I can't do anything about it.

"Fine! But later I'm not letting you off so easy, I get you all to myself."

"Poor Thomas," she teases me, "Are you jealous of Alison getting my attention?"

Yes.

"No, I just want some much needed alone time with my fiancé."

"And you'll have it, just not tonight. Ali's got a babysitter for Mya and I'm going to the movies with her. Want to come?"

What? No I don't fucking want to go. I'm frustrated now.

"So should I call your secretary to have you pencil me in? What the hell, Em? When do I get to see you?"

'"Well for starters, all day today and all night tonight at the movies."  Her tone...fuck.

I'm in trouble, I know that look too well lately.

"What is this about, Thomas?  Alison?"

She's narrow eyed and glaring at me and she knows she's caught me.  "You promised!  Why are you being like this?"