Forever With You

Chapter Three cont'd

    Franky backs away enough to look in her eyes.  "Gidge, I'm not going anywhere.  I'm here with you, for as long as you'll have me."  Tears begin to fall from the blonde's eyes.  "But I have to."  Franky looks at her in confusion.  "You're...you're breaking up with me?"  She feels her heart sink as the words leave her mouth.  Shock fills the blonde's eyes.  "No.  Why?  Do you want to break up?"  Franky's eyes begin to tear up.  "No Gidge.  I fucking love you."  A breath escapes the blonde's lungs in a sigh of relief.  "And I fucking love you baby."  She touches the side of Franky's face as she still sees confusion in her eyes.  "Then why are you leaving Gidge?  What did I do wrong?"  Bridget replays the recent conversation through her head, trying to figure out what just happened.  "I'm sorry baby.  I should have worded that better."  Franky raises her eyebrows.  "I have to leave for a two-week conference.  And I don't want to leave you."  She says while caressing her face.  "And I know the sooner this is over, the sooner I will have to go."  Franky lets out a huge sigh of relief.  "That's all Gidge?  Damn, you sure have a way of making a girl feel insecure.  I was starting to think I lost my touch, or worse."  Bridget leans over and kisses her deeply.  "You haven't lost your touch baby.  Honestly, if I wasn't trying so hard to stop you, I'd have lost it halfway through your first go around."  Franky blushes then leans forward and kisses her briefly.  "So, a conference eh?  That's what's had you moping around the past couple days?"  This time Bridget blushes.  "I knew you couldn't get time off because of the big case you're working.  And I was trying to get out of going, but I have to speak..."  "That's great Gidge.  It's a great opportunity for your career."  Bridget looks up surprised.  "Really?  You're not mad I have to go?"  Franky shakes her head.  "Honestly, I'd love to be able to go with you, but our jobs won't always allow us that opportunity.  I get that.  However," She looks down at her hands.  Bridget takes her hands in hers.  "However, what?"  Franky starts to smile.  "I don't like that I won't be there to fight off anyone hitting on you."  Bridget lets out a laugh before taking her lovers face in her hands.  "I love you so much Franky Doyle."  Franky moves her hands around the blondes' waist.  "And I love you Bridget Westfall."  They smile before kissing briefly, then more passionately.  Bridget reaches for one of Franky's hands and slowly slides it between their bodies.  "Hmmm," Franky says before breaking the kiss.  "When do you have to leave?"  She asks while they catch their breath.  Bridget leans her forehead against hers.  "My flight is at five tomorrow evening."  Franky smiles as she slowly slips her fingers into her lovers' warmth.  "Then let's make the most of our time together."  They kiss open mouthed as Franky slowly moves her hand faster.  Bridget begins to moan as she gives in to the sensations the brunette is sending through her body.  Franky breaks the kiss and starts kissing her way to Bridget's neck.  She feels a wet spot forming on the sheets under them and begins sucking on the blonde's pulse point.  Hearing the blonde's breath begin to hitch and her legs clamping around her hand once again, the brunette gently bites down on her pulse point, sending her over the edge and a fresh gush of liquid over her fingers.  She holds her tightly as the blonde rides out the waves of the orgasm, she has been holding in.                         

Around midnight, Bridget wakes to find the other side of the bed cold and empty.  She gets up and walks towards the delicious aroma she smells coming from the direction of the kitchen.  She turns the corner and sees Franky setting a plate down on the kitchen counter.  "I thought you said you wouldn't leave me."  She struggles to keep a straight face as her young lover looks up in her direction.  Franky gulps as she takes in the sight of Bridget's nude body standing across the room.  She stands up as they walk towards each other.  "I'm sorry Gidge, but I'm famished.  Dessert only fills you up so much."  She chuckles as Bridget blushes and wraps her arms around her waist.  "Touché" she says before kissing Franky's lips.  She runs her hands under Franky's shirt as she kisses her way to her neck.  "You're insatiable tonight Gidge."  She says while holding her head closer.  The blonde gently bites on her earlobe before whispering in her ear.  "I need to fill up before I lose you for two weeks."  Franky moans at the thought and pulls her body closer.  "And I thought..." Bridget stops her with a passionate kiss.  Her tongue presses against Franky's lips begging for access.  Franky turns them and leans Bridget against the counter as she opens her mouth to kiss her deeper.  Their tongues caress each other playfully as Franky moves her hands under the blonde's legs and lifts her onto the counter.  Bridget moans at the feel of the cool marble pressing against her heated body, making her shiver lightly.  Franky breaks the kiss.  "You cold?"  Bridget pulls at the hem of Franky's shirt and lifts it over her head before pulling her up against her body.  She shakes her head as the shirt drops to the floor.  "Not anymore."

Half an hour later, Franky is putting the dirty plates and wine glasses in the dishwasher as Bridget brings over the T-shirt and boxers Franky was wearing earlier.  They wrap their arms around each other and kiss gently.  "I reckon I won't be needing them anymore if we are going back to bed."  The brunette smiles, savoring the feel of the blonde in her arms.  She still can't believe Bridget picked her out of every woman out there.  Her beacon of light.  Her hope for happiness after all the shit she went through before and during her time at Wentworth.  One year later, here she is...still in her arms, still wanting HER.  Bridget lets out a chuckle as she caresses her lovers face.  "I still have to pack baby.  And if we keep this pace up, I'll never be ready to go."  Franky frowns before placing a light kiss against her lips.  "I'll meet you in there then.  I'm gonna finish cleaning up and put away the leftovers."  They kiss again before Bridget turns to leave the room, only for Franky to pat her on her ass as they break apart completely. 

Around ten thirty, Franky wakes up to the sound of the toilet flushing.  "Shit Franky!"  She jumps up in bed and throws the covers against the bed.  "Gidge!  What's wrong?"  She rushes into the bathroom to see Bridget staring at her neck in the mirror.  Bridget looks at Franky's reflection.  "You left a mark?!"  Franky blushes as Bridget turns towards her.  "I, I..." She looks down at the floor.  Bridget smiles as she wraps her arms around her girl.  "Trying to let everyone know I'm taken baby?"  Franky looks up in shock.  "Well, I...It just..."  Bridget silences her with a passionate kiss.  She breaks the kiss and runs her hands up the back of the brunette's neck.  "I accept it as a parting gift, IF..." she kisses her again.  "You don't leave any more where people can see them."  Franky growls at the thought and lifts Bridget's legs up around her waist before turning them back toward the bed. 

By four o'clock, they are standing in each other's arms with Bridget's bags by their side.  "I'm going to miss you baby."  Bridget says while pressing her forehead against Franky's.  "I'm going to miss you too Gidge."  She kisses her gently.  "But you're gonna kick ass, let a lone be the hottest one there."  Bridget smiles then places a hand against the side of the brunettes' face.  They look deeply into each other's eyes, not wanting to let go of each other.  Franky kisses her firmly, then pats her on the ass.  "You better go before I change my mind."  She sees the tears begin to well in her lovers' eyes.  Bridget nods, then reaches down for her bags.  "I'll call you when I get to the hotel."  Franky smiles and buries her hands in her front pockets.  "I'll be waiting."  Bridget smiles, then turns towards the departing gate.  Franky watches, fighting back the tears, then smiles as her girl smiles back at her before turning the corner and out of sight.