A Jewish Love, Actually by Alex Turner

Author:Alex Turner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: lgbt chanukah, lgbt hanukkah, lgbt jewish romance, lgbt holiday, lgbt romance, jewish lesbian romance, lesbian chanukah, lesbian hanukkah, lesbian romance, lesbian holiday, soft lesbian smut, queer chanukah, queer hannukah, queer holiday, queer jewish romance, queer romance, trans jewish romance, trans romance, trans holiday, trans chanukah, trans hanukkah, nonbinary jewish romance, nonbinary holiday, nonbinary romance, nonbinary chanukah, nonbinary hanukkah, bisexual romance, bisexual jewish romance, bisexual women romance
Publisher: Alex Turner
Published: 2019-12-13T00:00:00+00:00

It Was Chanukah. And They Were Roommates. And There Was Only One Bed.

“Could you seriously not have packed earlier so we could actually leave when we said we were going to leave?” Shira snapped as Alicia pulled into the motel parking lot.

“Listen, I said I was sorry about forty times, okay? You think I don’t have family I want to see, too?” Her roommate’s words were firm, but lacked even half of the venom Shira’s had.

Anger deflated out of her like the old air mattress her mom kept at the ready for when her brother Jessie inevitably brought friends home to crash.

“No, I’m sorry. You’re driving us both back to town and I’m being shitty about it. I have been the whole time.”

Alicia studied her, just for a moment, as she turned off the car, snapped off her seatbelt, and braced herself for the cold. “Well, yes, you’ve been quite the asshole. But whatever, okay? We’re here now. And we can’t drive anymore tonight. But all the reports say the damn snow won’t be so bad by tomorrow mid-morning, okay? You won’t miss your menorah lighting. I know it means a lot to you, especially this year.”

Shira sighed. She knew Alicia knew. She’d been there when Shira had gotten the news about her grandmother, nearly a year ago.

Not that it had made them any closer. Shira had too many walls up for that. She had room for her family. No one else. Certainly not roommates she didn’t intend to live with forever anyway.

But Alicia had been sweet. Almost too sweet. Guilt twisted in Shira’s stomach, and she grabbed her roommate’s suitcase from the trunk in addition to her own.

“Oh, you don’t have to —”

“Don’t be ridiculous, you got us here safely in this storm, least I can do is carry a lady’s bags.”

If Alicia had any reaction to being called a lady, Shira couldn’t see it. Not in this weather, and not with the way she was focusing on just one foot in front of the other, one ankle with snow slipping up the sides of her too-short boots, then the next, and the next.

She was still stamping snow off her boots — and into her socks — when Alicia greeted the sleepy-looking attendant inside the motel’s double doors. She didn’t listen, not closely, as Alicia asked for a room for two for the night. She was too busy making sure the suitcases weren’t soaked through, and that she didn’t completely muck up the motel’s entrance with her trail of snow.

But she definitely heard Alicia’s response. “Not even a room with a futon or something?” There wasn’t panic in her voice, not exactly, but there wasn’t pleasure, either.

“Whoa whoa, what? You don’t have something with two double beds?” she stepped forward, leaving the suitcases by the door.

“Like I was telling your friend here, we’re all booked up,” the attendant said with a vaguely sympathetic shrug. “The storm, you know? We’ve just got the one left. Queen bed, room not big enough for a futon or nothing, but I can give you extra blankets if you need them.

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