Forever With You

Chapter Four

By Wednesday, both lovers are itching to be together.  Having cut their lazy lovemaking weekend in half, due to Bridget's flight, both are longing for contact.  Granted, sexting er texting during the day helps to hold them over til they can video chat, but they long for the feel of each other's skin against one another.  "Hey Spunky," Franky beams into the camera as Bridget answers the video call.  "Hey baby."  Bridget unconsciously moves the small pendant of her necklace back and forth on its chain.  It's a small key that Franky gifted her on their six-month anniversary, representing the key to her heart.  Franky bites her bottom lip during their small talk as she watches Bridget's hand sway from collarbone to collarbone.  She lets out a small whimper, hoping it wasn't loud enough to hear over the call.  "You okay baby?"  She hears from the screen.  She releases a breath she was holding as she turns a light shade of pink.  "Oh, what I would give to kiss you right now Gidge."  Her blush deepens as Bridget smiles and releases the pendant.  "Are you having trouble sleeping too?"  Bridget asks quietly.  Franky nods and bites her lip.  "I think I can help us with that."  Bridget says as she sits on her bed and moves up to lean against the headboard.  Franky raises her eyebrow before hopping on the bed and doing the same.

Franky watches as Bridget slowly unbuttons her blouse.  "Gidge you dirty minx."  Franky says while almost dropping her phone.  Bridget smiles.  "I found the present you left in my bag."  She pauses as she opens her blouse.  "Is yours available?"  Franky gulps as she nods before reaching for the nightstand.  Bridget waits until Franky is watching her before sliding a hand from her collarbone down to her waist.  "What about your roommate?"  Franky asks, cheeks blushing at the thought of what's about to transpire.  Bridget shakes her head.  "I'm all alone and there is no roommate."  She smiles as she lowers the phone to follow the movement of her hand.  "But most importantly, I need you."  Franky gulps again before tearing her shirt off and tossing it to the floor.  "Tell me what you want me to do baby."  She smiles as she watches Franky's hand slide into her pants. 

The next morning, Franky wakes up to her alarm and after turning it off, reaches across the bed.  Finding it empty, she opens her eyes as she sits up.  She sees the phone lying on the bed and recalls the video chat from the night before.  'Shit, I forgot to plug the phone in.'  She picks it up and checks its charge while reaching for the charger.  'Good, it's not dead yet.'  She plugs the phone in then sends a text to Bridget.  "Morning Gidge.  I woke up looking for you this morning.  Hope you enjoyed last night as much as I did."  She gets up and heads to the bathroom to get ready for work.

Four hours away, Bridget stirs to the sound of an incoming text.  She reaches across the bed for Franky, then sits up when realizing she isn't there.  She rubs the sleep from her eyes before reaching for her phone.  She blushes at the text and smiles as her fingers type in a reply.  "A little too much baby.  I was looking for you too.  How did you sleep?  Better?"  She sets the phone down, then turns off her alarm since she is now fully awake.  She stands and walks over to the windows in her room.  'Another week and a half.  I don't know if I can do this.'  She shakes her head as thoughts of Franky touching, kissing and caressing her body begin to invade her thoughts.  "God Franky, I miss you." 

Friday nights video chat was cut short, not too surprising since the big case Franky was working on came to a successful end.  And as much as Bridget understood Franky wanting to go out and celebrate with her colleagues, she was hoping to spend the evening chatting with her love.  She never fathomed that she would fall this deeply in love with anyone, let alone a former client at a prison.  They both have healthy sexual appetites, that only seem to grow they longer they are together.  The raging fire between them seems to grow with intensity and much to their friends' surprise, hasn't dulled in the least.  And for that reason, Bridget greatly regrets not having fought harder to have Franky come along.  However, the company only extends that option to immediate family, like spouses and children.  Not to mention, Franky would be bored out of her mind.  That, and she has a tendency to be a welcome distraction at the most inopportune times.  Bridget looks at her phone and sighs.  "I'll call you tomorrow baby.  Love you."  She sends the text and heads to the bathroom for a cold shower. 

Franky hangs up the phone and reads the message from Bridget.  She smiles as she lies back on the bed.  She lets out a sigh as she opens the photo app on her phone and scrolls through pics of the blonde.  She settles on one and runs her finger down the side of the face in the picture.  "I love you too Gidge."  She whispers then holds her phone against her chest. 

Around ten o'clock, Bridget wakes to her phone ringing.  She looks at the time and curses under her breath for sleeping in so late.  She was anxious to call Franky during breakfast since they missed their nightly video call.  "Hello" she says while trying to shake the sleep from her voice.  "Bridget, it's Jack.  I'm sorry if I woke you.  I know this week has been hectic and I didn't want to call too late last night."  She sits up in bed.  "It's okay Jack.  What's going on?  Is everything okay?"  "Yeah everything is fine.  I got a call last night from a reporter.  They asked if it was possible to set up an interview with you today around one this afternoon.  They are going to be at your lecture Monday and wanted to get some background info beforehand.  I know it's late notice, but I didn't want to call late at night either.  I figured you would be on the phone late anyway calling home."  Bridget blushes slightly, but she's known Jack for years and she's confided in him about the events of the past two years.  "Thanks Jack.  Actually, Franky was out celebrating winning a case last night, so I have yet to really talk to her.  And I fully intended to have called by now, so thank you."  She hears Jack chuckle on the other end of the line.  "I'm going to hold back on teasing, for now.  Anyway, she said she will meet you at the hotel bar around one.  If you can't make it, I'll go in your place..."  "No, no.  That will be fine Jack.  Thanks for calling.  I guess I should get moving then." Jack smiles on the other end of the line.  "For what it's worth Bridget, I'm sorry Franky couldn't join you.  I know this has to be hard for the two of you."  Before he could continue, Bridget cuts him off.  "She couldn't get the time off anyway Jack.  But thank you."  She fights the tears welling in her eyes.  "I'll talk to you Monday Jack.  Thanks again."  She hangs up as the tears slowly slide down her cheeks.  'If you only knew.'  She thinks before getting up and heading toward the bathroom.

By twelve thirty, Bridget has yet to reach Franky and tries her cell one more time.  She frowns once again as she gets her voicemail after one ring.  "Baby, is everything okay?  I've been calling the last hour and it's going straight to voicemail.  Please get back to me when you get this."  She sends the text and checks the time.  'Guess I should head downstairs.'  No sooner has she closed the door to her room a text comes through.  "Sorry Gidge.  I forgot to plug in my phone last night.  It's charging now."  Bridget feels a warmth run through her body and smiles as she enters the elevator.  "I have a meeting in fifteen.  I'll call you after.  Miss you."  Before she could put her phone away, Franky had replied.  "Miss you more." 

Bridget didn't think it was possible to miss Franky any more than she had when she went back to prison, or after her escape.  And as much as she hated not going home to her, seeing her everyday at work made it a bit more bearable.  Sure, they had to sneak a kiss here and there, but seeing her, and not just an image, was enough to get her through the day.  'Oh, what I would do to just be able to touch her right now.  Just to feel her warmth near me.'  She enters the hotel bar and shakes the thoughts from her head.  The subject of her lecture will make her have to keep her emotions in check as it is.  Having Franky on her mind will not help in the least.