Page 91 of Crashing into Love

Progressively, things had gone from them saying they missed each other, being a little on the overly sappy side, to Selma asking if Drew could take her shirt off so she could see her in her sports bra while they talked. Drew would oblige and request the same. Soon, Selma was asking Drew to angle the camera a little more in order to see the skin that had just been revealed, and Drew would watch Selma bite her bottom lip.

“I miss you,” Selma had revealed after that. “I loved having my hands on your stomach that night.”

“I miss you, too, babe. Can I see you now?” Drew had asked three nights ago.

“You can. But do you really want to? I have–”

“If you say you still have stretch marks one more time, I’m going to punish you when I see you.”

“Oh, yeah? How would you do that, exactly?”

“Hover my lips over every inch of your body but never actually kiss you.”

“Oh, you’re evil,” Selma had replied through her laughter. “And it’s just that I’ve had a kid, and Gia wasn’t exactly the easiest birth. She was a big baby. I tried all the creams and stuff, but nothing seemed to get rid of them.”

“Selma?”

“Yeah?”

“Babe, I love your body. Can I tell you something?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve gotten myself off nearly every day since I last saw you, and I’ve pictured that beautiful body of yours while I’m doing it.”

“You–” Selma hadn’t said anything else after that.

“Yes. And I can’t wait to touch you again.”

Another hour down now, and five hours from now, Drew would be seeing her girlfriend again. She’d checked into the hotel early by her own request since the room was ready, and she’d asked for some champagne and a cheese board, too, hoping they could have a celebratory drink and snacks before going out for their date. She’d planned to take Selma to a nice, American-style eatery this time that she’d been to a bunch and really liked herself. After that, since it wasn’t as cold as the last time they’d seen each other, she hoped to take a walk around town and hold Selma’s hand, maybe stop somewhere for a coffee or hot chocolate, and come back to the room. The rest of the week would be filled with the two of them doing their job, but tonight was all about them, and Drew couldn’t wait.

With the champagne in their room and on ice, she’d headed down the elevator from the third floor, sat in a lobby chair, and waited anxiously for Selma to appear. She wasn’t sure why she was so nervous, but when Selma walked in through the automatic doors, Drew stood up and hurried over to her, taking the roller bag out of Selma’s hand and moving it to her own side.

“Hi,” she greeted, leaned in, and kissed Selma sweetly on the lips. “God, I missed you.”

“Hi. I missed you, too,” Selma replied. “Can we…” She leaned her board bag against the wall and moved back into Drew, wrapping her arms around her neck and letting Drew wrap her own around Selma’s waist. “Do that again, please? But for real this time?”

Drew leaned back in and kissed her more deeply, not taking it too far since they were in the middle of the lobby but still making it clear that she’d missed kissing this woman.

“Upstairs?” Drew asked.

“I guess I don’t need to check in myself, huh?”

“Nope. All taken care of. I’ll get your board if you roll this.” She passed Selma back the roller bag.

“So chivalrous,” Selma teased. “When we get upstairs, I’ll need just a minute to let Grandma know I’m here, and I might also have to talk to Gia because she’s getting a test result back today, and for the first time in her entire life, she’s a little worried about how she did.”

“Chemistry?” Drew asked, grabbing Selma’s board.

“Yeah. How did you know?”

“You mentioned she didn’t like it as much as physics, so I guessed.”

They walked toward the elevators after Drew took Selma’s hand.

“Can we maybe talk about her for a minute?”

“Gia? Yeah, of course.” Drew pressed the elevator call button.

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