Forever With You

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Unbeknownst to Bridget and Franky, the walk and drive from the hospital, to their vehicle, to their home, had watchful eyes scouring the road and surrounding areas for any potential Ferguson threats.  Although the end of her reign may be coming to an end, no one wants to take a chance, especially after all that has happened in the last few weeks.  Fessler's whispered words of Erica leaving a letter on Franky's desk had her concerned, but all she wanted to do was go home and lie down in her own bed, eat real food, and maybe cook something edible for dinner.  Bridget play hit her for her comments but had a full-on blush going before leaving the company of their friends and family for the ride home. 

          As they are pulling in the driveway, Franky pulls out her phone and types a quick group text to her Dad, Vera and Fessler.  She can't think of anyone else, then a thought hits her, and she adds Bridget to the group.  "Will be redecorating the house this weekend.  Turning off the phones too.  Talk to you Monday."  She hits send before exiting the car.  She rounds the front of the vehicle and stops in her tracks.  "Franky!"  She turns and sees the bright red face of her lover as she closes her car door.  "What?"  Bridget smiles as she walks up and pats Franky on the behind.  "You're suppose to take it easy for the next week.  Nothing str..."  Franky wraps her arms around her and cuts her off with a kiss.  "And what kind of redecorating are you thinking of Gidge?  I don't need clothes for what I have in mind."  She flashes her iconic grin as Bridget just shakes her head and leads them to the front door.

          Before Franky can act on anything going on in her head, Bridget hands her the bag of clothes from the hospital.  Well, what was salvageable from the accident, and the fresh panties she brought her throughout the weeks.  She smiles as Franky looks down at the bag and nods.  'At least we'll make it in the house this way.'  Bridget thinks with a laugh.  She opens the door and allows Franky to enter first, closing the door behind them.  She watches as Franky heads to the laundry room and walks over to the refrigerator.  She opens the door and pulls out the tray of fruit she cut up the other night.  As she sets it on the table, she feels strong arms wrap around her from behind.  She smiles as a warmth runs through her body when Franky gently kisses the side of her neck, her warm breath stimulating the nerve endings throughout her.  She stops in the middle of removing the cover off the fruit and melts like putty as Franky takes her earlobe between her lips.  She turns in the strong arms and places her hands against Franky's chest.  "I need to unplug the land line.  I'll meet you in the bedroom."  Her eyes darken as she feels the brunette's hands wrap around her behind and pull her closer.  "I can't wait for you to be my wife."  Franky says before kissing her once.  Bridget smiles and pats her behind.  "Neither can I."  Franky kisses her again before turning and heading for the bedroom.  

          She barely reaches the doorway when she is stopped and pushed against the wall of the hallway.  She turns and sees the desire in Bridget's eyes as her hands are held against the wall behind her.  Bridget leans in and kisses her passionately, stopping her every time she tries to move her hands.  Franky pushes her hips out against Bridget, breaking the kiss and smiling into those darkened blue eyes.  The blonde smiles and tightens her hold against Franky.  "You know why I was okay with Erica yesterday?"  She asks while leaning in and kissing the brunette's collar bone.  Franky can only hum in response as Bridget makes her way up her neck and gently nips her earlobe.  "Because I know you are mine.  All mine."  She whispers in her ear, feeling the brunette's body press against hers as her knees weaken.  She struggles against Bridget as she feels her lips kiss and suck their way down her neck.  "Fuck Gidge!"  She bites her lip as Bridget continues to suck on her pulse point, slowly loosening her grip on her lover's arms.  Franky is able to pull her arms away from the wall and gently pushes Bridget away to look into her eyes.  "If this is what you meant by making out, I'm all for it."  She smiles as she watches the corners of the blonde's lips curl up into a smile.  "Take me Gidge.  I'm yours and only yours."  Bridget smiles and playfully pushes her into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.