“There’s filing in here?” Stassi asked, turning to face Sage. Sage had a gleam in her eye, catching Stassi by surprise. “Or is there not?” Stassi teased moving in closer to Sage.
Sage shrugged. “Sometimes you have to make your own destiny.” She grabbed Stassi’s hand and pulled her to her. Stassi’s lips crashed to hers and Sage hungrily kissed her, causing Stassi’s heart to burst from her chest. “Ever since the two minutes at lunch,” Sage breathlessly began. “I wanted to kiss you.”
Stassi slipped her fingers into Stassi’s hair and pulled her closer to her. She didn’t have any argument with her. Sage trailed her hands up the back of Stassi’s top and clung to her bare back, while Stassi shifted and kept the heated kiss rolling through her body.
Stassi pulled back from the kiss and grabbed onto her shirt tossing it to the side. Sage tilted her head and laughed. “You naughty girl.” She dipped her eyes to Stassi’s breasts and moved in closer. “I’d devour you right now, but then we’d both be hungry for more.”
“What’d be wrong with that?” Stassi whispered. She reached up and unclasped her bra, letting it slowly fall to the ground. “You locked the door, right?”
Sage nodded and moved in cupping Stassi’s breasts in her hand. She looked up and grinned. “Beautiful.”
Stassi moved in and captured Sage’s lips with hers. Her tongue swept in and claimed a moan that exited Sage, while Sage greedily groped Stassi. “I need you,” Stassi whispered between their kisses.
“I need you more,” Sage replied, grinning and pushing Stassi back up against a bed. Stassi felt the warmth inside of her practically boiling over. She grabbed onto Sage’s shirt and slipped it up and over her breasts, letting it down to the floor. When an alarm interrupted them.
“Dammit,” Sage groaned, breaking from another heated kiss.
“What’s that?” Stassi asked, gasping. The moment quickly gone. Sage grabbed Stassi’s bra and handed it back to her, then picked up her shirt.
“My next appointment will be here shortly.”
“I don’t understand. Cami said that we had an hour.” Sage quirked up an eyebrow. “I mean, that your patient wouldn’t be here for another hour.”
“That might be true, but I have to set up the room and get things prepared.” She shook her head. “But we were on the track for…” She snickered, then shrugged. “There’s always another day.”
Stassi mentally groaned what she wouldn’t give if they could go back to their heated embrace. “Oh, you didn’t hear my news.” She put on her bra and pulled over her top, as Sage stared, waiting. “So, I got a call from my agent.”
Sage snickered. “You have an agent.”
“Oh, yeah. I’m sure I told you. Or thought I told you.” She shrugged. “I do some modeling on the side and my agent called and said that I’m set up for a gig next Saturday. Could be an exciting one.”
“Huh…” Sage then nodded. There wasn’t anything beyond that and Stassi stared at her, waiting for her to gush over the news. Something that never came.
“So, anyway, that’s all. Just wanted to share.” Sage gave a slight nod and turned from Stassi. Stassi frowned but didn’t want the excitement of them nearly being together to be overshadowed by how the meek display of enthusiasm coming from Sage. “So, now that we’re getting closer, I think we should go on a date.”
Sage turned, obviously catching her attention. “You do, huh?”
“It’s the obvious next step, I would think.” Stassi continued to wait, wondering what was going through Sage’s mind at that very moment. “I don’t want to push or anything, but I think it’s a great idea.”
“Alright,” Sage replied. “On one condition. I get to make the arrangements.”
Stassi nodded. She wouldn’t object to that. She wanted someone that would take the initiative and if Sage was willing to go to those depths, then she would gladly accept it. She was excited about an official date and hopeful that nothing would disrupt their evening alone.
It wasn’t long for Sage to decide when the date would be and what the plans were. Huntington Botanical Gardens seemed like the perfect choice, especially when their first kiss was held surrounded by an array of flowers and plants. It seemed Sage put a lot of thought and effort into where they should go. A quality that Stassi was appreciative of.
However, as the date began, it felt like things were forced between them. In fact, it’d been a week since Stassi got up the nerve to suggest they go on a date and that week was the tensest between them. Stassi didn’t want to ruin the evening by pointing out the inevitable, but she felt like Sage was merely going through the motions.
When they got back to Sage’s apartment, Stassi considered that maybe Sage would walk her to her car, and they would part ways only two hours into the night. To her surprise, though, Sage led her to her apartment door.
“Do you like pizza?” Sage asked.
“Doesn’t everyone?”
“Made it all vegan,” Sage replied. “Just have to toss it in the oven.”
“Sounds delicious.” Stassi stepped into the foyer and looked around. Sage’s apartment was modest, and this was the first time Stassi really had a chance to take it all in. It’s small, yet cozy. A far contrast from the apartment style that was typical with Stassi.
“Do you want some wine?” Sage asked, tearing Stassi away from the gawking she was doing in the living room. Sage held up a glass of wine and Stassi took it with a smile.