C HAPTER NINETEEN

Steph had been nervous all day. The last two weeks had been so different to their last separation, they spoke regularly, texted, but her coming down for a couple of months was a big move and Steph was amazed at how much she had missed her. Her feel, smell, conversation. She couldn’t recall feeling anything as intense before, it had felt like she was leaving a part of herself behind when she left Falkirk this time, which she had to admit scared her to death.

Mia had kept her updated with her progress, and Steph’s heart was in her mouth when she heard the distinctive sound of the Harley outside. She remotely opened the parking gate to allow her access and went down in the lift to show her their parking space.

Steph watched as Mia got off her bike. Watching her in her leathers she was reminded of their first time. She still couldn’t believe that she had been that forward, or that Mia had responded, particularly after how she had treated her. She was lucky she wasn’t slapped and left in the middle of nowhere to walk home. Mia pulled off her helmet, freeing her blonde curls, a huge smile on her face. She walked slowly over to Steph, and pulled her in for a hug, moving away and kissing her gently on the lips. Letting her go she looked into her eyes. “I’ve missed you.”

Steph smiled. “Me too. Let’s get you upstairs, you must be shattered.” She grabbed her rucksack, linked her arm in Mia’s and headed for the lift, given she had just come down it opened as soon as she pressed the button. “I’ve really missed you Mia, thank god you’re safely here.”

“You’re such a worry wart... between you and my mum, but I’m glad I’m so important to you. Don’t be embarrassed, it’s cute.”

Steph laughed. “Hey, I’m not sure cute is the look I’m going for right now.” At that the lift stopped at the 19th floor and Steph led her to the door of what would be their apartment for the next two months. “Welcome home.”  She led Mia inside, laying her bag down in the hall. “So, what first, the guided tour?”

Home, I like that, yes show me our home. Mia nodded and she was led around the flat, and shown the 2 bedrooms, one of which doubled as a study, and a spacious living room come kitchen. She showed her the space she had made in drawers and the wardrobe for Mia’s clothes. As she did so she hoped she hadn’t been too forward in assuming Mia would be staying in her bedroom.

Mia loved the outside terrace too, and the ensuite shower room with its shower large enough for two, she could already see how they could make use of that. She found the flat minimal, but comfortable. It was a rented flat with a bland colour scheme, but Steph had made some attempt to put her mark on it with some interesting artwork.

Steph suddenly felt nervous. “Look why don’t you get settled, and I’ll finish preparing dinner.”

Mia grabbed her bag and went back into the bedroom, it was a pastel blue colour with lemon coloured bedding, she liked it. Stripping from her leathers and clothing she decided to have a shower, she wished Steph could join her but had also sensed her nervousness.

Steph stood in the kitchen chopping parsley to add to the dinner. As she stood there looking out the window, she wondered what she was doing, she had spent the day, the week waiting for Mia, aching for her touch, and had just left her alone when all she wanted was to go to her, to be with her. Putting down her knife she walked into the bedroom, she could hear the shower running and lay on the bed on her side waiting.

Within minutes Mia appeared, her face breaking into a smile when she saw Steph, she was wrapped in a towel, which covered the tops of her breast to just above her knees.

“Miss me already?”

“Something like that, do you have everything you need?”

Mia smiled and walked towards the bed. “God, I missed you too. Actually, I just have just one complaint.”

Steph’s mouth was completely dry, she could see Mia’s long legs and a hint of cleavage above the towel “And what’s that?”

Mia’s voice had lowered an octave, and desire showed in her face. “You’re very overdressed.” At that Mia loosened and dropped her towel to the floor.

Steph gasped as Mia lay down on the bed, reaching for her and pulling her towards her. Steph couldn’t get out her clothes fast enough, she wanted Mia, she needed her, she needed to possess her, now. They quickly became reacquainted with each other’s needs, wants, and cries, dinner forgotten.