Eye of the Beholder by Kim Pritekel

Author:Kim Pritekel [Pritekel, Kim]
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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ugh!" She buried her face in her hands, feeling like an in adequate child. As usual. "I’m sorry," she whispered.

Juliet’s heart softened, and she sat up, moving to sit next to Megan, an arm curling around her shoulders. "Hey," she said, trying to use her voice to sooth as much as she would a tender glance. "What’s got you so upset, huh? Is it me? Did I do something?"

Megan shook her head. She wanted to seep into the leather of the couch beneath her as tears started to flow. She tried to wipe them away, but her hand was taken in the warmth of Juliet’s.

"Don’t cry, baby," Juliet whispered, brushing away the tears with her fingertips. "Tell me what’s wrong. Can I get you something? More wine, maybe?"

Megan got herself calmed down once more, taking several deep breaths. "I think more wine is the last thing I need. It’s already making me ridiculously emotionally." She grinned sheepishly. "But I could use some water."

"Okay. Hold tight. I’ll be right back and we’ll talk, okay?" At Megan’s nod, Juliet quickly headed for the kitchen, and collected two bottles of cold water from the fridge, and then sat next to the blonde again, who looked a bit better than she had when the brunette had left the room. "Here." She handed one bottle over and watched as Megan quickly drained half of it. "Talk to me."

Megan brought a trembling hand to her own face, surprised at how hot the skin was. She hated to blush, but it seemed to happen constantly when Juliet was around. It made her feel like an idiotic teenaged boy. "I’ve never been kissed, never kissed, never made love." She stopped, listening for Juliet’s reaction, but heard nothing. She only felt the comforting hand that had come to rest on her shoulder. "I told you why-the trust issues. But even so," she sighed, long and heavy. "I can’t believe I’m telling you this," she muttered, head dropping. "I feel, I don’t know. Unworthy, maybe? No, that’s not the right word. Inadequate, for sure, but I guess I feel like the wall flower who sits back and just isn’t noticed."

Juliet was stunned. This beautiful, intelligent, vivacious woman felt like a wall flower? How was that possible? No words would come to her, so she did the only thing that felt right. Resting two fingers under Megan’s chin, she brought the reporter’s face around toward her, and leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, able to taste the saltiness from her recent tears.

Megan started, wanting to pull away, but she was held firm by the hand on her shoulder. Relaxing, she allowed herself to feel and experience. Enjoy. The softness came back to her lips, their press a bit more firm. It was such an alien feeling, as not only had Megan never experienced it before, she hadn’t seen a kiss since a television show she’d watched the week before the accident. She tried to bring up the image in her mind, but it was fuzzy at best.

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