Page 52 of Be With Us: An Urban Foursome Love Story

Together they wobbled to the bathroom, helping each other along, still filled with excitement and nervous energy.

Emilia reached the toilet first, so Amy sat herself over the edge of the bath. She immediately leapt up and squealed at how cold it was. Emilia shushed her and held her hand tightly as Amy grabbed a towel and sat back down on it.

‘Oh my fucking goodness,’ she said, leaning forward, her head in her hands. ‘This has been the best night of my life.’

She peered up at Emilia through splayed fingers, who burst into quiet laughter as she peed.

‘Mine too,’ said Emilia.

Amy leaned forward and kissed her.

‘You know you're kissing me whilst I'm peeing right?’ she said through Amy’s muffled lips.

‘I don't care,’ said Amy, kissing her harder as she wrapped her arms around her girl’s head.

She reached back and handed her a few pieces of folded toilet paper, and then after a little shuffling, they swapped around.

‘Thank you,’ said Amy.

‘What for?’

‘For making this happen, for fighting for it and being honest.’

Emilia smiled. ‘I'm not sure I was entirely upfront.’

‘I really like you,’ said Amy, and then with a softer voice she said. ‘Maybe more than that.’

‘Me too.’

‘And Cass,’ said Amy.

‘And Mark,’ said Emilia.

Emilia returned Amy’s earlier favour with a small piece of neatly folded toilet roll and the two girls stood to wash their hands.

They looked at themselves in the mirror, their hair mussed up, naked, flushed and tired, red faced and jelly legged and they laughed and held each other. Then they both crept back into the bedroom and slipped onto the bed between the sleeping men, curling up together as a single unit.

Complete.

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EPILOGUE

EMILIA WOKE UP in a state of bliss.

She could hear bird song outside the window, and not a hint of anything else. The air smelt fresh and light.

She had no regrets. Everything about last night had been perfect. For now, there was nothing missing. She felt like she had found her Duke and her Marquess.

She was cuddled up to both Cassian and Amy, and Mark lay asleep spooning his wife, (and now her girlfriend) beside them. They were all still naked.

Amy stirred and smiled, her eyes blurry and heavy. The girls were side by side, facing each other on the pillow, their hair touching, their noses close together. For a long time they just looked at one another. After a while Emilia started to cry happily and Amy reached out with a thumb and brushed a tear from her cheek.

‘I don’t want this to end,’ said Emilia. ‘I want you both to be with us.’

Amy leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. It was tender this time, not hard or lustful, but soft and kind and meaningful.

‘I don't want this to end either,’ said Amy and the two of them kept kissing.

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