Page 18 of Ruby Queen
“Wait… you’re ok with this?”
“Rory… you cannot choose who you love, but the most painful thing you can do is deny yourself. I did that, and it’s made me a bitter old man. I won’t stand by and watch someone else hide away out of fear.”
Rory stood in disbelief. She was expecting him to reject the idea of her being in love with two people. Especially when one was a man and one was a woman.
“Thank you, Constable. I was not expecting you to be so open-minded – much less supportive.”
“Well… you still have to tell your parents.” Constable Philips laughed, causing Rory to cringe.
“Shit… I forgot about my parents. I guess I’ll speak to them tonight. No time like the present – it’s like a band-aid. I’ll just rip it off. Thank you again, Constable. Keep me up to date on any more letters arriving.”
“Will do,” Constable Philips waved her out the door, “Now, go and figure out how you're going to break it to your mom and dad.”
Rory left feeling like a weight had lifted off her shoulders. Even though she still had her parents to tell, her greatest fear was how her trusted advisor would react.
Rory couldn’t hide the smile as she stepped into her quarters. Christine was perched on the window seat reading a book, and Rory couldn’t help but stare. The sun gleamed against her alabaster skin, which contrasted against the dark hair flowing down over her shoulder.
“Reading something good?” Rory walked toward her.
“I didn’t hear you come in. How did your meeting go?”
“Interesting. Another letter arrived for me. It too made no sense.”
“Rory… this is getting serious.”
“Fitzy, it was serious when they blew up Emersyn’s castle. I’m not worried, though. My heart is not divided, and the kingdom won’t burn to ash over my love choices.”
“You sure about that?” Christine shook her head as she stood.
“Yes. In fact, I just left the Constable, who was surprisingly supportive. He said I needed to decide how to tell my parents later, but he’d help me with the press release to the kingdom. Constable Philips told me he wouldn’t stand by and watch someone hide away in fear. I think he is alone because he has a broken heart.”
“That’s sad and awesome all in one.”
Rory twirled a strand of Christine’s black hair around her finger. “Yes… it is.”
Leaning in, Rory’s mouth found Christine’s. Her lips felt like satin against her own as she pressed her tongue between the sweet taste of cherry.
Christine wrapped her arms around Rory’s neck, pressing her chest against Rory.
“I love you, Rory.” She murmured against her lips.
Rory slowly walked Christine towards the bed, stopping only once her knees hit the edge. On instinct, her body sat down on the side of the mattress.
“What are you doing?” Christine smiled as Rory pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it to the floor.
“I’m happy, and I want to share in that happiness… Now,” Rory unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. “Take off your pants, Fitzy.”
Christine unsnapped her pants and kicked them off her legs, leaving her in only her bra and panties as well.
“God, you're beautiful.”
Rory leaned down, pushing Christine to her back. She straddled her thighs and pressed a kiss to the smooth skin between her breasts. Reaching around her back, Rory flicked the clasp, pulling her bra off and sending it to the floor with the rest of their clothes.
Rory palmed a breast, pinching the hardened peak of her nipple. Pressing her face closer, she flicked the tip of her tongue across the sensitive bud. Christine writhed beneath her, hissing at the sensation of Rory’s mouth on her. Rory licked her way down, trailing kisses across the flat ridge of her stomach. Dropping to her knees on the floor, Rory tugged Christine to the edge and pushed her legs apart. Ripping the lace panties from her body, Rory leaned in and inhaled Christine’s scent.
“God… I’ve missed your smell.”
Christine sighed, “Stop teasing me, Rory.”
