Woman, Woman (Lesbian Story)

Chap 14

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You’re sat at a table in a restaurant with an amazing view to the beach. And right in front of you is Cara, reading a menu. Her tongue pokes out at the corner of her mouth as she focus on what she’s reading.

An elbow on your arm snaps you out of your daze.

"You’re staring." Matilda whispers in your ear.

You blush and shrug, trying to keep up with your cool façade.

"Are you guys back together, yet?" She asks in a hushed voice and you simply shake your head. "Good." She smirks as you dig your nails in her bare thigh and glare warningly. She hisses and puts her arms up in surrender. "I’m just joking."

"I give up." You hear Cara mumble as she throws the menu on the table. You look at her, amused. "I don’t understand anything."

"I guess you’re going to starve, then." You joke.

She pouts.

"I’ll have whatever you’re having."

"I’m having a salad." You deadpan.

She scrunches up her face in distaste. She quickly shakes her head. You laugh.

"I need more than a salad to function."

The waitress, a gorgeous tan skinned woman with amazing brown eyes, comes back and asks if you’re ready to order. Everyone around the tables places their order.

Then her eyes fall on Cara.

Cara looks at the woman and bites her lip.

"I don’t understand spanish." She tells her and the woman smiles softly.

"I can help you." She offers in a thick accent. She goes behind Cara with a menu on her hands. She points at something and first she reads it in spanish and then translates it to english. Cara hums in understanding and the woman laughs.

All you can think is that she is way too close to Cara for your taste. But Cara doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, she seems to be enjoying it greatly. The woman keeps reading spanish words aloud and Cara repeats them, testing them out.

She makes up her mind, at last.

Then the woman straightens her back and hesitantly asks her if she could take a picture with her.

"Of course!" Cara cries as if the answer was obvious and the question incredibly unnecessary.

The woman goes behind her again, she rests her chin on Cara’s shoulder and then Cara’s lips turn to her cheek and press the lightest of kisses as she snaps a photo.