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  “I’ll always be honest with you, Lana. I promise you.”

  Lana moved into her arms and wrapped her arms around her.

  “Good,” she said.

  She kissed Ronnie then, a slow, lingering kiss. She ran her tongue along Ronnie’s lip, and Ronnie opened her mouth to welcome her in. They kissed for a few minutes before Lana stepped back.

  “What’s going on?” Ronnie said.

  “Dinner is just about ready.”

  “Can’t we have dessert first?”

  “No. Sorry. Dinner first.”

  Ronnie followed Lana to the kitchen where she removed the lasagna from the oven.

  “That smells amazing,” Ronnie said. “But it’s hot. We should let it cool.”

  “No. We’ll eat it hot.” Lana laughed.

  They ate dinner, cleaned up, and then Ronnie took Lana to the bedroom.

  “I didn’t get enough earlier,” Ronnie said.

  “You’re incorrigible.”

  “Thank you.”

  Ronnie quickly undressed Lana and waited impatiently while she undressed her. They fell into bed together, tongues dancing, limbs entwined. They kissed and stroked and pleased each other until they fell into a satisfied sleep. Ronnie held Lana tight, reveling again in the knowledge she was right where she belonged.

  Chapter Nine

  Ronnie woke in the middle of the night with a need to have Lana again. She positioned herself between her legs and feasted on her glory. It didn’t take long for Lana to wake up, and soon after that, she was calling Ronnie’s name.

  Ronnie climbed up next to Lana and kissed her.

  “What time is it?” Lana said.

  “Early. Go back to sleep.”

  They fell back asleep and Ronnie woke up at seven the next morning. She tried to disentangle herself from Lana so as not to disturb her. But it didn’t work.

  “Is it time to get up already?” Lana said.

  “I don’t know about you, but it is for me.”

  “No. I don’t have anything going on today except a shoot with you at three.”

  “Then go back to sleep. I’m sorry I woke you.”

  “No. I’ll get up with you. I don’t want to miss a minute of our time together.”

  “That’s sweet. But don’t get up just yet.”

  “Why not?”

  Ronnie kissed her and ran her hand down to where her legs met. She could still feel the wetness from their early morning lovemaking.

  “You’re going to spoil me,” Lana said.

  “Good. You deserve to be spoiled.”

  Lana’s insides were trembling when Ronnie entered her. She plunged in and out, and when she knew Lana was close, she swiped her thumb over her clit and Lana clung to her as she called her name again and again.

  “Can I have a turn now?” Lana said.

  “Sorry. I need to get going. You can get me twice tonight.”

  “I’m going to hold you to that.”

  “Please do.”

  Ronnie kissed her again and got out of bed. She took a quick shower, dressed in her trademark black, ran some gel through her hair, and she was ready. She smelled coffee and smiled that Lana had made it for her. She could really get used to having Lana around. She really, really liked her.

  She found Lana sitting in her kimono at the kitchen table. She was tempted to take her again, but knew she had to get to work. Instead, she sat and had a cup of coffee with her.

  “Are you up now?” Ronnie said.

  “No. I’ll go back to bed once you leave. I need my beauty sleep.”

  “I disagree with that, but I won’t fault you going back to bed. I’d do the same if I could.”

  They enjoyed their coffee and then Ronnie stood. She kissed Lana, a long, slow kiss and promised her more of the same at her shoot that afternoon.

  Ronnie arrived at the studio and set about making coffee. She was sitting down with a cup trying to wrap her head around the first shoot of the day when Whitney showed up, coffee in hand.

  “What are you doing here?” Ronnie said. “You don’t have a shoot today.”

  “Do I need a reason to come see my favorite photographer?”

  “Whitney, this is getting weird. You’re bordering on stalking.”

  “Just because I bring you coffee? No. I’m patient. I’m biding my time. I know you’ll come back to me. Whoever that trollop is you’re sleeping with now won’t hold your attention long. And then you’ll want a real woman and you’ll come back to me.”

  “Don’t you dare call her a trollop! She’s my girlfriend and I don’t need you for that anymore. Now, take your coffee and leave before I call security.”

  “You wouldn’t call security on me. Unless you wanted to see me in handcuffs, but that could be arranged without them.”

  “Whitney, you’re trying my patience. Leave.”

  “Fine. I’ll go, but I’ll be back.”

  “Not unless you have a shoot.”

  “Whatever.”

  Ronnie watched her leave and let out a sigh of relief. What was she going to do about her? She could get a restraining order, but they had to be able to work together. Ronnie rued the day she’d ever slept with her.

  She got everything ready for her first model of the day. She tried to calm herself down enough to photograph her, but she was still shaking with anger. She sat at the small kitchen table and took some deep breaths. Satisfied she could work, she grabbed her camera and waited for the model to come out of the dressing room.

  The model, Tina, was tall and thin with shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes. She was a natural in front of the camera, and the harder Ronnie pushed her, the better she did. Ronnie was pleased when their shoot ended.

  “You did great,” she told her.

  “Thanks. It felt good. I’ve worked with lots of photographers, but I think you’re the best.”

  “Well, thank you.”

  “I hope we’ll work together again soon.”

  “So do I. You’re free to put on your street clothes now.”

  Ronnie’s stomach growled and she was just about to send Devon out for sandwiches when Lana showed up bearing Chinese food.

  “Yum,” Ronnie said. “Chinese is my favorite. How did you know?”

  “Lucky guess. It’s mine, too.”

  “Great.”

  They ate their lunch at the table. They both said good-bye to Tina when she came out of the dressing room and left.

  “How has your day been?” Lana said.

  Ronnie thought about it. Should she tell her about Whitney? She decided to be honest.

  “Well, Tina was great.”

  “But?”

  “But Whitney brought me coffee this morning.”

  “Okay. I officially don’t like her.”

  Ronnie laughed.

  “You’re not alone.”

  “Seriously. Why won’t she leave you alone?”

  “I don’t know. Let’s not talk about her anymore. I want to hear about your day.”

  “I slept until noon. Showered, got ready, picked up lunch, and I’m here.”

  “Sounds like a good day.”

  “So far it has been. And someone promised me treats tonight, so I’m excited.”

  “Don’t look at me like that or I’m going to have to have my way with you right here.”

  “Oh, no. I’m ready for a shoot. It wouldn’t do for me to be on wobbly legs.”

  “True.”

  “And speaking of the shoot…”

  “Yeah. I suppose you should get ready.” Ronnie kissed her. “I’ll see you in a little bit.”

  Ronnie set up the shoot. She used a beach backdrop and had fans in position. She was all set when Lana came out in a one-piece blue bathing suit that brought out her eyes.

  “You’re beautiful,” Ronnie said. She stepped in for a kiss, but Lana moved away

  “My makeup, loverboi. You can’t mess it up.”

  “Right. Okay, you ready?”

  “Yep.”r />
  “Let’s do this.”

  The shoot went smoothly, as Ronnie knew it would. They finished up, and Lana, as usual, asked to see the photos. Ronnie scrolled through the pictures for her.

  “Perfect,” Lana said. “You do such good work.”

  “Thanks. You’re easy to photograph. The camera loves you.”

  “Okay. I’m going to get changed. Do you have any other shoots today?”

  “Nope. I’m done. Get back into your street clothes and we’ll head home.”

  Ronnie put away all the props and was cleaning out the coffee pot when Lana emerged in shorts and a golf shirt. She looked amazing, and Ronnie felt the familiar tug in her gut whenever she saw her.

  “Are you ready to go?” Lana asked.

  “I am. Let’s get out of here.”

  They walked toward the door, but before they got there, Whitney burst in.

  “Where are you going?” She looked at Ronnie and then Lana and then their hands joined together. “Oh. Is this your model for the night?”

  “What are you doing here?” Ronnie said. She felt Lana try to pull away, but she held her tight.

  “I came to give you another shot to sleep with me tonight. But I see you have other plans.”

  “Yes, I do. And I will continue to have other plans.”

  Whitney looked at Lana.

  “Don’t believe her if she says she’ll be faithful. It’s not in her genetic makeup.”

  “Actually, I do believe her,” Lana said. “She may have made some mistakes in the past, but she knows where she belongs now.”

  “Mistakes?”

  Ronnie thought Whitney was going to strike Lana. She released her hand and put both of hers on Whitney’s chest.

  “We’re on our way home. Now get out of here.”

  “Hey, I know. Why not let me come with you two?”

  “What?” Ronnie and Lana said in unison.

  “Sure. We can have a threesome. Then you’ll remember I’m the best.”

  “You’re crazy, Whitney. Now leave before I call security.”

  “Afraid I’ll show up blondie?”

  “I mean it. Leave now.”

  Whitney looked down at Ronnie’s hands, still on her chest.

  “Fine. But anytime you want a threesome, my offer still stands.”

  She left, and Ronnie turned to Lana.

  “You okay?”

  Lana only nodded.

  “I’m really sorry about her. She’ll leave us alone now.”

  “I hope so,” Lana said.

  They stepped outside, and Ronnie locked the studio. They got in their cars and drove home. When Lana was in her car, she turned off the radio. She didn’t want any noise. She needed to be alone with her thoughts. Was that Whitney woman right? Was it impossible for Ronnie to change? She hoped not. Ronnie seemed so into her. Was she being misled? She was more confused than ever when she pulled up at Ronnie’s house. Part of her just wanted to go to her own house for the night to think things through. But that wouldn’t be fair to Ronnie. She hadn’t done anything to her to deserve that.

  She got out of her car to find Ronnie waiting at the front door. She tried to smile but was sure it looked forced.

  Ronnie reached for her hand.

  “You don’t look very happy,” she said. “Do you want to talk about it?”

  “Yeah. Maybe that would be a good idea.”

  “Great. Let’s have a glass of wine and talk.”

  Lana sat at the kitchen table while Ronnie poured the wine.

  “So, what’s on your mind? Or do I even need to ask?”

  “I don’t know, Ronnie. Things are happening so fast between us.”

  “But we’re good, right? I mean everything that’s happening has been wonderful.”

  “It seems that way. But you have so many skeletons in the closet.”

  “No, I don’t. I’ve owned being a womanizer before we got together. And I made it very clear that I want a relationship with you. Those days are over.”

  “But now I’m going to worry about every woman we run into together.”

  “Well, don’t. None of them meant a thing. Honest.”

  “And did you tell them that? Clearly, Whitney got a different message.”

  “No. I was upfront with her. She assured me she was only in it for fun, too.”

  “Okay. I’ll try not to be paranoid,” Lana said.

  “Thank you. Now let’s go to bed where I can prove that you’re the only one for me.”

  Lana’s nether regions betrayed her. She felt herself grow wet at the prospect of making love with Ronnie.

  “Okay. But I get you first.”

  “If you insist.”

  Ronnie got up and kissed her. It was a tender kiss that made Lana’s heart flutter. She was crazy about Ronnie. And surely Ronnie was crazy about her, too?

  They walked to the bedroom where they quickly undressed each other. Lana took her place between Ronnie’s legs and licked and sucked everything she saw. She loved the flavor of Ronnie and couldn’t get enough. Eventually, she positioned her tongue on Ronnie’s clit and licked it until Ronnie came. Then she started all over. The tastes of Ronnie’s orgasm fueled her on. She licked deep inside, running her tongue over every soft inch in there. Ronnie was gyrating on the bed, and Lana knew she was close. She lapped at her clit again and Ronnie cried out her name as she found her release again.

  When Lana was in Ronnie’s arms, she knew her doubts were for naught. She didn’t have long to ponder it though, as Ronnie’s lips quickly found hers as her hand skimmed down her body. She kissed lower and took a nipple in her mouth. She played over it with her tongue while her fingers probed deep inside.

  Lana was in heaven. She loved the way Ronnie touched her. She felt full when Ronnie had her fingers inside her. She bucked against her, driving her deeper with each thrust. Ronnie slid her fingers out and teased Lana’s clit.

  “Please. I’m so close,” Lana said. “Please, Ronnie.”

  Ronnie quit teasing her. She rubbed her clit until Lana’s whole body tensed up. She knew what was coming and braced herself for it. The next thing she knew she was flying into orbit as a multitude of climaxes rocked her body. When she was back in her body, she held Ronnie close.

  “What time is it?” Ronnie said.

  “I have no idea,” Lana answered sleepily.

  “We need dinner.”

  Ronnie’s stomach growled, emphasizing her statement.

  “I don’t feel like cooking,” Lana said. “And I don’t feel like going out.”

  “Fine. We’ll order pizza.”

  “That sounds great.”

  Ronnie reached for her phone and called in the order.

  They got up and got dressed so they’d be decent when the pizza arrived. They curled together on the couch with wine while they waited.

  “So, are you feeling better?” Ronnie said.

  “Much.”

  “Good. Because I’m crazy about you, Lana.”

  “Thanks. I hate to be so insecure. That’s not like me.”

  “It’s okay.”

  The pizza arrived, and they moved to the kitchen table to eat. Ronnie poured them some more wine. Between the lovemaking and the wine, Lana was feeling very mellow.

  They finished their dinner, put the leftover pizza away, and Ronnie loaded the dishes in the dishwasher. Lana couldn’t resist the sight of Ronnie’s ass bent over like that. She walked up behind her and ground into her.

  “Well, hello,” Ronnie said.

  “Hello. I love your ass. Do you know that?”

  Ronnie stood straight and wrapped her arms around Lana. She kissed her, tenderly at first and then with more passion as the kiss lengthened. Lana opened her mouth and welcomed Ronnie’s tongue inside.

  “We should go back to bed,” Lana said.

  “Lead the way.”

  They hurried to disrobe and fell into bed together. Lana was on fire. She wanted, needed Ronnie to claim her. To show her how
much she meant to her. She’d never responded to a woman like she did to Ronnie. But first, she had to taste her again.

  She scooted down to where Ronnie’s legs met. She threw Ronnie’s knees over her shoulders and gazed at her.

  “You’re beautiful. I don’t know where to start.”

  “Just start,” Ronnie said. “I need you.”

  Lana dragged her nails over Ronnie and felt her shudder. She longed to enter her but feared her nails would cut her. So she again used her tongue to please her. She licked in and out and on her, each lick earning more begging from Ronnie.

  “Oh, God, Lana. That’s it. Oh God, please.”

  Lana continued to lick and suck Ronnie’s lips while she pressed her fingers into her clit.

  “Oh, shit,” Ronnie said. “Oh shit. Oh God. I’m gonna come.”

  Lana kept at her pace and soon Ronnie arched off the bed, froze, and collapsed. Lana kept doing what she was doing, but Ronnie reached down and tapped her shoulder.

  “I don’t have any more, baby. Come on up.”

  Lana kissed her way up Ronnie’s body. When their mouths met, her clit swelled. It was already rock hard from pleasing Ronnie, but the kiss was amazing. Ronnie kissed her way down Lana’s body until she was where her legs met. She thrust her fingers inside and placed her mouth on her clit. In no time, Lana was rocketing again as the orgasms crashed over her.

  Ronnie moved up and held her.

  “You sure know how to please a woman,” Lana said.

  “As do you.”

  “Thank you. We’re going to be okay, aren’t we?”

  “We are if I have anything to say about it.”

  “Good. I feel better now.”

  “I’m glad,” Ronnie said.

  “Yeah. Me too.”

  Chapter Ten

  The next morning, Ronnie had a later start time, so she got to hang out at home for a while. Lana got up with her and made her breakfast. They sat drinking coffee together. They were still basking in the afterglow of their early morning lovemaking when Lana’s phone buzzed.

  “Who’s texting you?” Ronnie said.

  Lana checked. Danielle. Should she tell Ronnie about her? Ronnie had been honest about her past. Lana surely owed her that much.

  “Lana?” Ronnie said.