Forever With You

Chapter Four cont'd

As she approaches the bar, she realizes that she has no idea as to what this reporter looks like.  She looks at the time, then glances around the bar.  'Five minutes early.  Maybe she's running late.'  She thinks before ordering a glass of wine.  She pays the bartender and glances around the bar again.  Soon she finds Franky flooding her thoughts once again.  She thinks of the look on her face during the video chat Wednesday night and how she wanted to touch her so badly.  As good as she felt after the conversation, she longed for the soft touch of her lover.  She longed for the feeling of her body pressed against hers, even if just to hug.  She feels her cheeks warm at the thoughts and realizes she's blushing.  She takes a big sip of wine and shakes her head to clear them.  She glances at her watch before looking around the room.  

Franky had been sitting in the back corner of the bar since Bridget sent the text about her calls.  The room wasn't empty, but full enough that she could watch the bar without being seen.  She watched Bridget enter and order a glass of wine from the bar.  She couldn't help but smile when she saw her cheeks turn pink and wondered if she was thinking about the past or the future.  She thinks of how easy it would be to remove that silk blouse and the casual jeans she is wearing.  Two minutes at the most.  She finishes her beer and flags the waitress over.  "Could I have another one of these and whatever the gorgeous blonde at the bar is having?"  The waitress turns to look at the bar and turns back with a smile.  "Sure thing ma'am."  Franky hands her the empty bottle and three twenties.  "For the tab."  She says with a smile.  The waitress blushes at the generous tip and goes on her way to get the drinks.       

The waitress returns with Franky's beer, and as soon as she turns to deliver the glass of wine, Franky is up and moving across the room.  She watches the waitress deliver the drink and say something to Bridget.  She can imagine the conversation between them as the waitress turns to point to where she was just sitting and frowns.  She says something else to Bridget before returning to her rounds.  Franky takes a swig of her beer and watches as Bridget looks around the bar to thank "the woman" for her glass of wine.  She feels a warmth run through her body and settle between her legs.  She looks down at her watch.  'Just a little longer.'  She thinks, before taking another swig of her beer. 

Bridget looks at her watch and lets out a sigh.  It's almost one thirty and there has been no sign of the reporter.  She also has no clue who bought her a drink other than she was a tall brunette.  She looks around the bar.  'That could be any of these women."  She thinks as she notices just how many brunettes are there.  She turns back to her wine and just as she is about to take a sip, someone bumps into her causing her to spill it across the bar.  "I'm so sorry."  She hears as she turns.  Her jaw drops as she sees the wide grin of her green-eyed beauty.  "Franky!  What are you doing here?"  They embrace tightly and kiss each other briefly yet passionately.  "After Wednesday night, I had to see my girl."  They smile and kiss again, a little longer this time.  "Gidge, we can't do that again.  I was beside myself when I realized you weren't there the next morning."  Bridget blushes.  "Me too."  Franky smiles sheepishly.  "I thought it would..."  Bridget stops her by pressing her lips firmly against hers and pulling her closer.  Franky breaks the kiss.  "Your room?"  Bridget's eyes darken as she nods and takes Franky's hand, pulling her through the bar.

The doors to the elevator have yet to close before they are wrapped in each other's arms kissing passionately.  Franky slides her hands around the blonde's firm behind as she slowly walks them toward the wall.  Bridget wraps her arms around her lovers' neck and pulls her closer in the kiss.  They break apart to breathe when Bridget leans into the wall, holding her hips closer to Franky's.  "I've missed you so much baby."  She says while gasping for air.  Franky smiles and kisses her ear.  "I've missed you too."  She whispers before kissing her way across the blonde's neck to her pulse point.  Bridget moans as she slides her hands down the back of the blue button-down shirt Franky is wearing.  She slides her hands down around her jean clad behind as Franky continues sucking on her neck.  "Franky..." she moans as she feels the brunette lift her legs around her waist and pull her closer.  Franky looks up from the blonde's neck.  "Geez Gidge.  What floor are you on?"  Bridget chuckles as she looks at the numbers above the door.  "Just a few more."  She says before pressing her lips against Franky's once again.  Franky begins to slip a hand down the back of Bridget's jeans when they hear a ding and the doors begin to open.