Getting Lost by Grubb Michelle

Author:Grubb, Michelle [Grubb, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
ISBN: 9781626393721
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2015-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

A sliver of light slowly passed over Stella’s forehead annoyingly creeping across her eyes until the pestering glare penetrated her eyelids. She flung her arm up to provide shelter with the crook of her elbow, but it was too late. The spell was broken and the night was over.

For a few moments, Stella lay blissfully unaware, caught in those comforting moments between slumber and full alertness, not focusing on any particular thought. Then, as if a shot rang out, she was fully conscious. Facing her, fast asleep and snoring lightly, was Phoebe. With another controlled movement, she gently craned her neck to peer downward. Entangled in her feet, was the bed sheet, and she was naked from the waist down. The stubble of her Brazilian waxing glistened in yet another sliver of radiant sun. Stella was feeling a little exposed. They had agreed to take it slowly; if Phoebe woke now, it would embarrass them both.

Slowly and delicately, Stella edged off the bed.

“Morning.” Phoebe spoke through a yawn as Stella reached the doorway.

You’re one for great timing, Lancaster.

Stella turned only her head to meet Phoebe’s sleepy gaze. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

Phoebe remained silent for a moment then whispered, “You’re beautiful.”

Stella was caught off guard and her stomach lurched. She loved how Phoebe’s words caused such a physiological reaction in her, but she was uncertain how to react. She had been convinced she would know when Phoebe was ready to take things further, but it seemed her head and her heart were failing to communicate. Common sense prevailed. “That’s a lovely thing to say. I appreciate the compliment, Phoebe, thank you.”

“You making coffee?” Phoebe’s tone wasn’t malicious, but all tenderness had evaporated.

Stella shrugged. “Sure. After I shower.” She continued toward the bathroom.

“Why do you do that?” Phoebe had followed her into the living room.

“Do what?”

“Ignore me?”

“I wasn’t ignoring you. Honestly, I appreciate the compliment. It’s just that you seemed to regret saying it afterward. I understand. Well, I think I do. I realise none of this can be easy for you.”

“I’m sorry.” Phoebe entered her bedroom, the one that lay vacant for most of the night.

Stella sighed. She was sorry, too. She had wanted to go to Phoebe, wanted Phoebe, but she was frightened of reading the signals wrong. So much had happened in such a short time that she simply felt unable to read the situation clearly. She leaned in the doorway of Phoebe’s room nervously pulling her top down to her mid thigh. “I’m sorry, too. You complimented me, which is lovely, but I guess I really don’t know where we stand beyond that.”

“Where do you want to stand?”

“Well, preferably not in your doorway feeling like a lustful, hormone-driven teenager.” The smile this brought to Phoebe’s face was comforting, but the awkward pause that ensued seemed to go on forever.

“Why don’t you take your top off?” Phoebe finally whispered.

“Pardon?”

Phoebe inched closer. “I’ve seen the bottom half of you naked. Please show me the rest.”

“Is that a good idea?” Stella couldn’t believe what she was saying.

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