The Widows Woman (GirlxGirl)

Opinions and Arguments

"Go on baby, wiggle it for me."

"Thea!" Carla looked behind her and saw the taller woman smiling although carrying her own weight in travel bags. She continued to walk down the hotel corridor and shook her ass a little bit more, she wanted her fiancée happy and horny and couldn't wait to get her into bed tonight.

Opening the door to their suite, Nana had fallen asleep on the sofa despite Aaliyah's drum and bass concert in the bathroom. Carla shut the door behind them quietly and watched Thea place the bags down.

"Which ones ours?" The cop whispered.

"That one on the left, I'm making Nana some tea, do you want one?" She wrapped her arms around the taller woman, leaning her head on her back as she inhaled deeply, not wanting to let her go.

"No I'm good thank you babe. I want a shower ideally but hmmmm what to do while we wait?" She turned around and started nibbling Carla's neck gently.

"Easy tiger, I've missed you too, very much but Nana's just over there."

"And she's not asleep so keep your hands to yourself Thea, she's not your wife yet." Nana shouted at them with her eyes closed.

The couple started giggling and Carla gave her a quick peck as she headed back over to the kettle.

"I'll put the bags in our room and go find Rob, I know you lot'll want to catch up without me here."

"Aww baby, don't leave me now, I've only just got you back."

"You can put your suitcase in with your friend too, your not staying with Carla the night before the wedding."

"Nana!"

"It's bad luck and all I see for you two is good things so no. It's only one night, you'll survive."

Carla glared at her angrily while the cop grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

"Whatever you say Nana." Thea looked at her fiancée who shot daggers at her for giving in so easily. "It's alright baby, I've still got the video."

The younger woman slapped her on the arm and tried to communicate with her eyes that this room swap would not be happening. She'd formulate a plan to get some alone time with the cop before the wedding, even if that means getting the keys for the honeymoon suite early.

The bathroom door opened releasing a plume of steam into the lounge area, seconds later Aaliyah walked out as if she was on the runway with her white towelling robe and slippers, her hair wrapped up in a towel.

"Oh your back." She mumbled at the tall woman who had her arm draped around her best friend.

"Yep, sorry to disappoint."

"Aaliyah that's enough, have you been like this with her all day?" Carla scolded.

"No course not. I've barely spoken to her."

"Oookay. I'm deffo going to see Rob now, I love you baby, see you later." Thea pecked her on the cheek and stroked her arm before taking her bag down the corridor to Rob and Abi's suite like a small unwanted child. Carla watched her leave and then followed her best friend into one of the bedrooms.

"What's your problem?"

"I don't like her."

"You used to like her."

"No, I liked who she pretended to be. I don't trust her Carla, this whole thing is... Look, I'm here because I'm your best friend and I'm not going to miss your first wedding."

"Just wedding will do thanks. You need to get over this and quick or-"

"Or what? I'm never gonna see you again? That's already happened Carla. She's taken you away from everything so she's got you all to herself, you know in some places they call that abuse."