Page 147 of The Matchmaker's Choice: A Lesbian Romance

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“Technically there were a few that night.”

“Even then. Even the first time…”

“Yeah.” Steph smooths her hand over my hair. “I think

so too.”

We both fall silent. I’m content. For me, that’s a huge

deal. Usually my mind is racing, always jumping to the next

thing. It’s rare for me to find a few moments of quiet, inside

my head or out.

“Do you think I should fill up that Jacuzzi now?” Steph

asks after a few minutes. “It will probably take half an hour or

longer to get it filled up.” Steph gasps suddenly and if I wasn’t

looking at her, it would scare the crap out of me. “I totally

forgot!” She points to the other side of the room. I follow her

finger.

“Strawberries! And champagne! Oh my god. You

really did go all out.”

“I wanted to spoil you and then I completely forgot

they’d be here waiting for us. I was distracted by other things.”

“Things, hmm?”

“Things.” Steph tilts my face up and brushes her lips

over mine.

Strawberries. Champagne. A Jacuzzi tub. A huge

shower. This massive bed. Massages. Mineral water. Fine

dining. I don’t think I’ve ever been so spoiled. Or so happy.

I’d be happy right now if we were in a crappy motel

room and it was just me and Steph and the bed was dubious

looking and so was the rest of the room so we decided to say

fuck it and head back out to her car and sleep in there. I

wouldn’t mind fogging up the windows with Steph. I’ve never

tried anything in the backseat of a car before…

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