The Cottage by Gerri Hill

Author:Gerri Hill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Kids, Married to a Man, Parent, Artist, bisexual, Fiction, romance, Adult, Coming Out, lesbian, Painter
ISBN: 9781594930966
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2007-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

She filled the wineglass for the third time, noting absently that the bottle was nearly empty. Numbly she set it aside, moving slowly along the deck, staying out of the drizzle that had been falling all day.

Craig was not home and she had no idea where he was. Angie was up in her room doing homework. And Jill paced nervously on the deck, her mind racing, thousands of thoughts crowding in as she tried to determine how she felt. It stood to reason she should feel guilty. After all, she’d just been intimate with someone other than her husband.

But surprisingly, she was able to push the guilt away. What they’d shared today was inevitable. Jill couldn’t have stopped it any sooner than she could have stopped a speeding train. She knew when she went there what would happen. She knew it in her heart . . . she knew it in her soul.

But what it all meant, she had no idea. There hadn’t been time to talk, time to savor their intimacy. Carrie had asked her to call in, had asked her to stay the afternoon with her but Jill couldn’t think of an excuse to give Harriet.

So in the end, she’d fled, her blouse and suit jacket a wrinkled mess, a testament as to how she’d spent her lunch hour. As it was, she was twenty minutes late but Harriet didn’t comment. She simply raised her eyebrows as Jill hurried into the ladies’ room. And she nearly cried when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Hardly a hint of makeup remained and her lips, still swollen from their lovemaking, were unnaturally red.

She looked frightful.

And it was just a blessing she didn’t have to face Craig because she had no idea how she would react when she saw him, no idea what her eyes would reveal. Would he know? Would he suspect? And the next time he kissed her, would she pull away, would she shy away from his touch?

His touch. How could she ever allow him to touch her after what she’d just shared with Carrie? Carrie’s touch couldn’t have been more different than Craig’s, yet her hands upon her skin made her body come alive, made it tingle with want, with need. It was like Carrie knew exactly how to touch her, when to touch her . . . where to touch her.

She paused, the wineglass nearly to her lips but she lowered it again. Yes, Carrie knew how to touch her. Carrie knew exactly how to touch her.

“Oh my God,” she whispered.

She’s been with a woman before.

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