Love in the Time of Corona (Hobbs Book 3) by Elena Graf

Author:Elena Graf [Graf, Elena]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Lesbian Fiction, Lesbian Romance
Publisher: Purple Hand Press
Published: 2020-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Cherie finished cleaning up the kitchen and left her father happily enjoying the pork tenderloin she had prepared for his dinner. She bent to kiss him on the cheek.

“Good night, Daddy.”

“Good night, Hon. Say hi to Brenda for me.”

Cherie stood back and gave him a worried look. “You okay by yourself with your CPAP?”

“Of course,” he said in an confident voice. “I did it before I moved in with you. Now, stop waiting on me hand and foot. I can manage!”

“Okay. Call me if you need me.”

“Never happen. Now, get out of here. Have a good time.” Jean-Paul went back to his meal.

Reluctantly, Cherie headed to the door. She felt guilty leaving her father alone. He seemed frailer every day, but so far, he was healthy. Despite his compromised breathing, his heartbeat was strong. Even so, Cherie knocked on the wooden door for good luck as she went through.

She turned on her GPS because she still didn’t trust herself to find her way in the dark woods. It was so dark at night in Maine, the darkest place she had ever lived, but on a clear night, she loved to see all the stars overhead.

Once Cherie left the main road, she tried to focus on the mechanical voice barking directions, but she was distracted by the memories of her evening with Brenda. She’d patiently honored her request to watch the entire episode of Happy Valley. As soon as it had ended, she’d reached for the remote and switched it off.

“You’re pretty bossy in my house,” Cherie had teased.

“I am not. Just following your orders.” Silly Brenda had given her a crisp salute. Cherie smiled to herself at the memory. What followed made her smile even more. Brenda had taken her in her arms and kissed her. Cherie had felt every ounce of feeling in that kiss. Brenda wasn’t aggressive, but Cherie could feel her strength in the way she held her, a quiet strength magnified by the profound gentleness of her touch, as if Cherie were delicate crystal that would be crushed by anything more. It wasn’t at all what she’d expected when she’d first met the tall, blond woman and was repulsed by the police uniform and the gun.

After that smoldering kiss, Brenda had eased her down on the sofa and stroked her cheek and her hair. Her eyes were full, and Cherie realized she was nearly weeping as she touched her.

“What’s the matter?” Cherie whispered anxiously.

“You’re so beautiful it breaks my heart. I have this sweet pain right here.” Brenda pressed a spot near her solar plexus. “I’ve only felt it one other time…the first time I kissed my wife.”

That brought tears to Cherie’s eyes. She pulled Brenda’s face to her shoulder. Tears ran down Cherie’s cheeks into Brenda’s hair. What a crazy thing. In the moment when she was so excited, she’d ended up crying like a baby. It made no sense.

When Brenda kissed her again, she didn’t protest. When Brenda’s hand wandered under her top and cupped her breast, Cherie could barely breathe.

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