Karys finally was able to see Jeanne. While she noted that her friend looked apologetic about having been MIA, she was not even concerned about it.
She had her own issues.
Jeanne hugged her for a long time. It felt nice to be in her friend’s embrace, and smell her familiar perfume. She had a bottle of the same perfume of her own, because it smelled nice on her too.
“I missed you, and I have a been a bad friend!” Jeanne exclaimed, with a vulnerable smile.
Karys sat down, between her legs still deliciously sore from her lovemaking with Mal. They could not keep their hands off of each other. After the time in the bathroom at the restaurant, they had made love all over town in public and private.
She liked private best, because it was the most sensual.
He bought her a necklace with a butterfly.
“I feel like you are a beautiful butterfly that I caught,” he said, his lips on her chest where the necklace fell on her skin.
She fingered the tiny butterfly, as she looked at Jeanne. Jeanne leaned in, and Karys noted that the necklace that Jeanne wore that said Fleur that Mal bought her was not on her neck and that was something that she usually wore all of the time.
“Thank you, it was a gift.”
Jeanne nodded, as her mimosa was placed in front of her.
Mal had given Karys her necklace, draped over a cake with gold leaves for her birthday. She knew he had given Jeanne jewelry too, but when it was her she felt like she was the only one. He made her feel so special.
She was in love with him, and she did not want to give that up. What would she tell Jeanne?Jeanne sitting across from her sipping a mimosa, and looking in love herself?
Karys’s butterfly warmed against her chest.
If her love was on a meter…
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because it smelled nice on her too… I thought this was a nice thought.
thank you!!!