pie in the sky // JENLISA

Chapter 5

Jennie floats through the rest of her day, untouchable. All she can think about is what she did to Lisa against the door of the exam room. She makes dinner, does the laundry, takes out the garbage, and sits beside Josh as he watches baseball, feeling aloof and cheerful and almost deranged with the fantasies that might actually come to life when she sees Lisa on Friday morning.

At work the next day she is bright and friendly with the diners. Ideas for pies come rapid-fire, and even grumpy Jiyoung notices Jennie is happy. Jennie shrugs off any comments, attributing the shift to hormones for those who know she's pregnant.

Friday comes tortuously slowly. Jennie hardly sleeps Thursday night. She arrives at Lisa's office fifteen minutes early, at six forty-five in the morning. The sun is bright golden as it falls across the emerald grass and pretty white of the building. The town around them is just waking up, and even though she hasn't had any, Jennie feels like she's drunk a pot of coffee. She sits on the steps of the porch, anxiously tapping her hands as she waits for Lisa.

She hears Lisa pull up at ten to seven, the muted hum of her hybrid stopping by the curb behind the neighbor's fence.

Her whole body accelerates, and she wonders if she should stand up or look like she's doing something other than sitting there impatiently.

She has never felt so unbound before, so deliciously out of control. She couldn't stop herself from seeing Lisa if she tried.

Lisa appears at the end of the walkway, tidy in her pencil skirt and button-down, pausing when she sees Jennie on the porch steps. She smiles tentatively, and Jennie feels something bloom in her chest. The grin that's plastered itself to her all week springs up again.

"Hi."

"Good morning, Jennie."

It's the first time Lisa has used her first name without being reminded, and it makes Jennie smile wider.

They stand there smiling at each other: Lisa timid, Jennie eager, until finally Jennie says. "Can we go inside?"

Lisa nods, almost disbelieving, not tearing her eyes off Jennie as she reaches into her purse for her keys.

Jennie follows her up the steps, antsy as Lisa unlocks the door. As soon as it swings open, she pushes them both inside, colliding with the foyer wall, elbows and purses and heads knocking against the wall as Jennie kisses her with unrestrained hunger.

She's been thinking about this for days. The shakiness of Lisa's breath against her neck, the panting, whiny sounds, the abandoned grace of Lisa's body. And most of all -- god, she can't wait -- the feeling of Lisa around her fingers, on her hand, the heat and slick and pulse of her she can bring out so easily.

Jennie drops her purse and pushes Lisa's head back against the wall with the fervor of her kisses, hands already skimming up Lisa's sides, over the swell of her breasts, up into her hair. Jennie pins her there for a moment, feeling the tremble and shake of Lisa's body as she tries to breathe and keep up with Jennie.

"I could hardly sleep last night thinking about you," Jennie gasps.

Lisa's hips jerk back into the wall as Jennie's hands delve into her skirt to pull her shirt free.

"Me too," Lisa breathes.

Jennie starts undoing the buttons of her shirt as quickly as she can with her fumbling fingers.

"Do you want- to go- into my office?" Lisa asks haltingly as Jennie sucks kisses into her neck.

Jennie doesn't respond, only removes Lisa's shirt and drops it on top of her purse. She fixes her mouth to Lisa's neck and runs her hands up Lisa's stomach to her covered breasts, grasping firmly.