Sheridan awoke slightly disoriented and craned her neck to look around. Oh... Keefer's bedroom, she remembered, dropping her head back onto the pillow heavily. Yeah... Keefer's bedroom... she thought this time with a broad smile, glancing at the expanse of skin to her left. She recalled how she'd gotten there as she stretched her arms over her head and resettled, draping one over the brunette's body.

They had been in the kitchen kissing and touching for a long time until Keefer had let out a yawn that threatened to swallow her head. Sheridan remembered the look of surprise on the inspector's face when she stood up and carried her into the bedroom. The construction worker was sure her face mirrored that look when Keefer asked her to stay. Now here she was, at the crack of dawn, with hardly any sleep and she was smiling like a fool. The blonde snuggled up against Keefer's warm back and buried her nose in the messy black hair. She felt inexplicably at ease, lying there with the brunette. She'd never spent the night with anyone as many times as she did Keefer and not have sex with them. Keefer seemed to be special. Special... that's what they call Steven, Sheridan thought with a frown. No, she's just... different. I don't want to run away from her at all. It's almost like I never want to leave, she furrowed her brows, deep in thought. She felt very comfortable where she was at the moment, even her arm draped perfectly around Keefer's body. My hand isn't even numb yet. It's always numb when I hang it over Zeus, she thought for a second before wiggling her fingers to test it. It's like it's supposed to be there. How weird is that?

Keefer's eyes had been open for a short time, but she was loath to move. The instant she felt Sheridan snuggle up behind her, she decided to stay exactly where she was. The blonde was breathing on her neck and it was stirring other parts of her body not usually awake at this hour. She barely contained a shiver when Sheridan breathed deeply in her hair.İOn the other hand, she felt so safe, so secure with the strong arm holding her around her middle. It belonged there, and she was ready to jump for joy that it was there at all. Knowing what she did of the blonde, this was probably a highly unusual situation for her, and the fact that she was awake and consciously cuddling made Keefer feel important. She tried desperately not to laugh when Sheridan suddenly wiggled her fingers, tickling the hell out of her stomach. She looked down at the hand on her belly and smiled. I could get very used to this, she sighed before she could catch herself.

"Hey, you up?" the blonde breathed into her warm hiding spot.

"Mm hmm," Keefer covered Sheridan's hand with her own, begging her not to move.

The blonde smiled at the gesture, pressing herself more securely against Keefer's back in a silent promise that she wasn't going anywhere.

Keefer suddenly sensed something she didn't sense before and she felt her face get hot with the realization. "You're naked?"

"Well, what do you know about that?"

Keefer's mouth watered. "When did you..."

"After you fell asleep. I hate sleeping in my underwear," Sheridan explained, suddenly aroused at Keefer's flustered state.

"I can feel... it... on my butt," the brunette whispered.

Sheridan smirked, and stuck her tongue out, weaving a path through the thick dark hair until she reached skin.

A small groan escaped Keefer and she turned her head to bury her face in the pillow. "Don't you have to go to work?" she mumbled into the pillow.

"Nope. My pop owns the company. I have... privileges," Sheridan purred, using her hand to sweep the rest of the hair off of Keefer's neck.

"Oh," the inspector's answer turned into a gasp as sharp teeth nipped at the nape of her neck. She squeezed Sheridan's fingers tightly.

"Do you want me to stop?" the construction worker asked, resting her hand on Keefer's hip.

"I don't know," Keefer replied honestly.

Sheridan sat up and peered over the brunette's shoulder to see her face half buried in the pillow. She reached over and turned Keefer's face towards her. "Do you want me to stop, Keef?"

"Yes and no."

Sheridan smiled. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, gently rolling Keefer over until she was lying on her back.

"I want you to keep going, but I feel so grungy. I just woke up; I probably look like a horror... and my breath..."

Sheridan silenced her with a heartfelt kiss. "I think you look absolutely gorgeous like this."

Keefer didn't know what to do first... blush, hide her face in her hands or pull the covers over her partially exposed body. The way Sheridan was looking at her spoke volumes of truth, yet Keefer didn't feel deserving. Once she looked down at their still-entwined hands, she couldn't help a smileİfrom flittering across her lips.

Sheridan leaned completely over Keefer's body and kissed her throat. "You smell all sleepy and good."

Keefer blushed even harder. "I do?"

"Totally. I want to taste you right here," Sheridan poked a finger between Keefer's breasts and the brunette giggled nervously. "That's if you want me to."

"Right now?"

"Right now."

Green eyes darkened with hunger, causing something to awaken deep within the brunette. Her heart sped up, her palms got sweaty and a small, pleasurable burn began between her legs. All it took was one look from Sheridan and everything changed. Keefer reached up, hooked her finger in the neck of her nightgown and pulled it down, exposing her cleavage.

Sheridan jumped at the invitation and buried her face between the warm flesh of Keefer's breasts with a happy sound.

"Oh!" Keefer exclaimed when a hot tongue began exploring the crevice. Sheridan nodded rapidly as she licked at her skin in long, slow swipes. It took Keefer a second to realize what the blonde was so excited about. She unlaced their fingers and wound her hand loosely in sleep-ruffled blonde hair. "You really like to hear me make noise, don't you?" she asked in embarrassment.

"Uh huh," the construction worker never stopped licking and nodded again, swinging her leg over the brunette's long body to straddle her.

Keefer wanted to moan, but didn't as the weight settled across her abdomen. It felt so good, so sexy to have the naked construction worker sitting on top of her. Her eyes traced the definition in Sheridan's arms as they held up her body, she wanted to touch the muscles and before she had time to analyze her desires, she did.

The blonde's arm twitched as long fingers softly traced her bicep, leaving a path of excitement in their wake. Sheridan stifled an amused chuckle. Even my arm is horny for her. Sheridan leaned all her weight on the arm Keefer was touching and moved the other one to lift the brunette's nightgown up.

Keefer took in a shaky breath; she didn't know how comfortable she'd be to be naked right now. As it was, sex first thing in the morning was a new experience.

"You alright?"

Keefer smiled and shook with a small chuckle. Sheridan looked so worried, her sexy face peering up from between Keefer's breasts in concern. She felt her heart melt a little. "A little nervous."

"Tell me what I can do, Keef. What would make you feel better?"

Keefer lifted the blanket up over Sheridan's shoulders and draped her arms around the blonde's back. She looked a little sheepish at her actions.

"Don't worry, whatever you want," Sheridan said with a reassuring smile before dropping down on both elbows to kiss the brunette.

Keefer slowly lost all nervousness as the insistent tongue began mapping out the insides of her mouth. Sheridan's kisses were breathtaking and she dug her nails in the construction worker's back to convey that message.

"Mmm... god, yes..." the blonde mumbled in between kisses.

She liked that? Keefer dug her nails in again, Sheridan's back arched and she groaned into her mouth. Oh, yeah... The brunette took advantage of her new-found powers, exploring the blonde's back with her nails, digging in every so often, drawing delicious sounds from Sheridan that made her sex throb. No wonder she likes to hear me, it's such a turn on... Keefer thought as she brought her hands lower and began exploring the firm muscles of the blonde's ass.

Sheridan tore her mouth away with a whimper and her head fell hard into the crook of the inspector's neck. The sound reacted like a shock to Keefer's core and her hips jerked in response. Sheridan grit her teeth against the erotic sensations of those sharp nails digging into her ass, she never knew how sensitive she was there before now. It amazed her that it was Keefer who had discovered this and not one of the wild women she'd slept with. Then again, everything this woman does to me gets me wet. Keefer's nails delved lower and when they scraped across the backs of her upper thighs, she couldn't control herself.

Keefer let out a small 'oof' as Sheridan's body fell on top of her, but she recovered quickly to savor the sensations. "Feels good?" she asked, trailing her nails back up to the small of the blonde's back.

A strangled groan preceded the reply, "Fuck yeah."

Keefer got wet. She wondered whether it was from Sheridan's exclamation or the knowledge that she had reduced her to a groaning mass of muscle. She didn't think about it long, as Sheridan gathered enough strength to prop herself up on an elbow and green eyes were staring at her with undisguised hunger.

"I want you."

Keefer swallowed hard. Sheridan's eyes were making her stomach quiver; they were so expressive in their need.

"Please."

Keefer felt her sex reply before she did with a brand new flow of arousal. "Yes."

With a triumphant growl, Sheridan slid beneath the blanket and began kissing Keefer's stomach, her hands darted up to cover the brunette's breasts, squeezing them almost roughly.

Keefer couldn't suppress the startled gasp due to all the sudden sensation. She heard Sheridan groan in response and her squeezing became harder, causing new jolts or arousal to overcome her center. The blonde's hot tongue slithered up, climbing her ribs like a ladder. Keefer groaned with an open mouth, reaching blindly beneath the blanket to clasp Sheridan's head in her hands.

"Yes, Keef..." Sheridan's fingers began to caress and tease Keefer's hard nipples through her nightgown.

The brunette felt a new kind of excitement with the knowledge that she could bring Sheridan to this state of arousal without really touching her. She tightened her hold on Sheridan's hair and allowed herself to react without fear to the blonde's caresses.

Sheridan wanted to scream when Keefer's long leg wrapped itself around her body, pulling her closer. She felt like she couldn't get enough air, even though she was panting into the brunette's skin. Once their bodies made full contact, Sheridan growled with desire from the intensity of the feeling.

So did Keefer.

"God, baby..." Sheridan's head popped out from the blanket, she yanked Keefer's nightgown up over her breasts and attached her mouth to a straining nipple.

"Sher!"

"Mmm hmm," the blonde nodded approval and sucked the nipple with abandon, her other hand locating a perfect ass cheek and squeezed it in time to her suction.

Keefer's hips rose on their own and she heard a strangled whimper from Sheridan. She lifted her head up and met burning green eyes, her need tripled as she watched the construction worker suck her breast. It was like fire was in her veins and she couldn't stop herself from burning up. Green eyes rolled shut and for a split second, Keefer wondered why -- until she felt her own body pressing rhythmically into Sheridan's.

The blonde was in heaven, Keefer seemed to have lost control and she couldn't have been any more turned on, not in her wildest fantasies had she felt such a need to devour someone so thoroughly. She craved to give Keefer pleasure; she needed to hear her moan. She wormed a hand between their tightly pressed bodies and cupped Keefer's mound through her panties. Jesus! She's soaked!

"Ohhh..." Keefer's whole body spasmed, her pelvis jerked convulsively at the touch. She never experienced a need this great and it would have scared her if she weren't so desperately relieved to feel rough fingers slip under her panties. "Yesss," she hissed. Hearing Sheridan's answering growl, her hands left blonde hair and clenched Sheridan's back.

Keefer was so wet, Sheridan's fingers had a hard time doing anything she wanted them to do. They slipped and slid effortlessly around, never staying in one place long enough, at least as long as she wanted them to, anyway. She released the nipple and looked up into the brunette's face. "Oh, Keef..." she breathed in awe. Keefer had never looked so desirable as she did then. Her whole face was flushed and her hair was inİdisarray, but the expression she wore was priceless and one that the blonde would never forget. "Open your eyes," she whispered.

Blue eyes opened slowly, and closed quickly when she found Sheridan staring at her.

It didn't matter, everything Sheridan needed to see was evident in the split second she was allowed. She leaned her lips down to Keefer's ear and breathed a few times to make sure she had her attention.

Keefer whimpered, pressing herself into Sheridan's hand.

"I don't know what it is about you, Keefer Gibson, that makes me so crazy..." The blonde moved her fingers against the soaked flesh causing a small groan to escape half opened lips. "I don't even care what it is..." she licked the earlobe at her lips, "but I have this need for you, a craving to make you come." She bit the earlobe and moved her fingers, making Keefer's whole body jerk. "You want that, don't you? To come for me, all over me," she whispered hotly, letting the words draw themselves out slowly in the brunette's ear.

Keefer nodded and licked her lips, her body was on fire and she needed Sheridan to put it out. She didn't care what it took. "Yes," she replied hoarsely. When Sheridan groaned uncontrollably in her ear she begged, "Please."

"Your pussy is soaking wet. Is that for me?"

Keefer nodded and swallowed hard in embarrassment.

"I see you blushing..." Sheridan breathed into the dark red ear, "but you liked it when I talked about your pussy." A hot tongue tasted Keefer's entire ear and she trembled. "You got wetter."

The brunette struggled against her embarrassment, she knew she had gotten even more turned on when Sheridan spoke like that, but she wasn't ready to admit it. Since no one had ever talked like that to her before, she never knew how much she liked it.

"Do you want me to make you come?" The blonde moved her assault to the dry lips and she sucked on one and then the other while she teased Keefer's opening with her fingers.

"Oh, please," Keefer whined desperately.

Sheridan could only take so much. In less than a heartbeat, she was kneeling under the blanket between Keefer's open legs. Not even bothering to take off her panties, she shoved them to the side and covered her dripping sex with her mouth.

"God!" Keefer blurted out in relief. "Sheridan!"

Fuck yeah! The blonde felt all the hairs on her body stand up at Keefer's shout. She had no idea what had gotten into Keefer, but she was loving every minute of it. She was pumping wetness faster than Sheridan could swallow and it drove her insane with her own need.

Keefer's stomach clenched painfully hard when the blonde's fingers entered her, she sat up and reached wildly under the covers for Sheridan, for anything she could find -- she needed to feel her. Her world turned upside down when her clit was suddenly pulled into the construction worker's mouth. She groaned pathetically at the same time as she grabbed a handful of blonde hair.

Sheridan grunted in pleasurable pain as one hand became tangled in her hair and the other dug into her shoulder. Keefer kept her right where she wanted her and she would have had to be dead before anyone tried to move her. She pumped her fingers in and out a few more times before she needed to reverse her mouth and hand. She longed to feel her tongue surrounded by what her fingers were just experiencingİand she didn't hesitate to switch.

Keefer's hips surged when Sheridan's tongue entered her. The sounds the blonde was emitting made her tremble. Sheridan's hums and growls made Keefer's heart burst with happiness. She was enjoying this as much as Keefer and it made the inspector crazy.

"You taste so good," Sheridan mumbled from under the blankets before plunging her tongue up and inside as far as it would go. He jaw ached from the stretching, but she couldn't get enough. Her fingers worked teasingly around Keefer's clit, not giving her what she wanted but keeping her at the edge. Keefer would only come when Sheridan wanted her to.

The inspector was sweating heavily, her breath was coming in loud gasps and she desperately wanted to come. She closed her eyes and tried to force it, but Sheridan sensed it, withdrew her tongue and stopped moving her fingers. She was totally at her mercy.

The blonde knew it was a dangerous game she was playing, Keefer could very well retreat at any time, but she played anyway in hopes of getting what she wanted. Sheridan always got what she wanted. Keefer fell back onto the bed with a weak moan; every nerve ending was tingling with anticipation of Sheridan touching her again. When she finally did, it was electrifying. "Je... Sher...yes!"

That's it baby... talk to me... tell me... The hand clutched harder at her flesh, bruising her shoulder, her hair twisted painfully tight around Keefer's fingers. It won't be long now.

Keefer whimpered as Sheridan continued to tease her relentlessly. She wanted to come so bad she could scream. Why isn't Sheridan letting me come? She pushed the blonde's face into her sex, begging for release, but it didn't work. Instead, the construction worker switched her position again and slowly entered her with her fingers, her breath blowing dangerously hot over Keefer's pulsating clit.

Sheridan smiled in glee when Keefer once again tried to push her head down. She flicked her tongue lightly over the swollen bud, groaning in sympathy when Keefer whimpered but not giving in toİher desire. The brunette writhed and twisted, hanging at the edge of bliss. Her hair stuck to her face and her nightgown was twisted around her body, but she didn't notice. All she could focus on was that space between her legs and how desperately she needed fulfillment there. I wanna come, dammit! she thought in frustration before it dawned on her. "Sher, please... I wanna come!" she begged in a deep and raspy voice.

Sheridan drenched her thighs at the plea and came down on Keefer's clit like she was starving.

"Uuuhh!" Keefer yelled unabashedly as her whole body shook with pleasure.

The blonde wrapped an arm around Keefer's hips and hung on, immersing herself in the rapture.

All the brunette could do was give up as her entire body rebelled against her. She could feel her legs wrapped tightly around the blonde's neck; she knew her fingers were bruising Sheridan, but she couldn't make them stop. Neither could she stop the series of grunts and other sounds that fell loudly from her lips. Her belly spasmed as if she were hooked up to electrodes and she could feel her sex squeezing the hell out of Sheridan's fingers. Keefer could honestly say she had never experienced anything remotely like what she was going through right now -- pure and total ecstasy.

Sheridan had a small orgasm in empathy of the writhing body riding her head. She couldn't control it and she didn't even want to. Gently withdrawing her fingers, she groaned wordlessly into the inspector's center, lapping up as much of the delicious arousal as she could and, when there was no more, she licked her own fingers. She felt so completely satisfied with Keefer's response, it didn't matter to her if the brunette touched her or not. All that mattered was Keefer's pleasure and she was convinced that she was definitely feeling good.

"Sheridan... stop..."

The blonde was aware that the grip on her body had loosened, but she was so wrapped up in what she was doing, Keefer had to assist. When she felt her head being pried away from her new favorite spot, she smiled sheepishly. "Sorry," she mumbled as she slid up and out of the blanket, "I got too carried away."

Keefer could only nod as she struggled to catch her breath. The aftershocks caused her to twitch every so often, a totally new experience for her and something Sheridan seemed to be proud of. Long arms and legs lay bonelessly in every direction and blue eyes spotted the self-satisfied grin that threatened to engulf Sheridan's entire head. The brunette grinned back, partially embarrassed, but mostly because she couldn't help it.

"You okay?" Sheridan asked smugly.

"Oh yeah."

"Not going to implode or anything?" Sheridan teased.

"Gimme a minute, I just might."

Sheridan read some truth in that statement and felt the need to reassure the shy woman. She climbed all the way up and placed a devastating kiss on the flustered inspector, very pleased when the sentiments were returned. She only pulled away when her need escalated to a fevered pitch, begging for relief.

When Keefer opened her eyes after the toe-curling lip lock, she was hit with a look of total hunger. Her mouth fell open at the desperation in those half-lidded green eyes.

Sheridan chose not to make her craving known, she wanted Keefer to do what ever she felt comfortable doing, but she knew if the brunette chose not to touch her she'd have to do it herself, right then, right there.

"Sher... that was... I don't know what to say," Keefer said quietly, almost inaudibly.

"You are so hot, so delicious..." Seeing the blush rise, she cut herself off and tried to arrange Keefer's hair a little better. As she moved her body, her sex brushed against Keefer's leg and she gasped out loud with need.

Blue eyes narrowed a bit and the brunette smiled a sexy little smile. She lifted her leg up and purposely pressed it between Sheridan's legs.

"God, Keef." Sheridan's eyes closed and her head dropped forward onto Keefer's chest. She squeezed the long thigh between her own legs and groaned in relief.

Keefer's eyes narrowed further at the erotic sound and intense sensations against her leg. Sheridan was very wet, and so close. She rested her hands on the blonde's hips and tugged just enough to tell the construction worker what she wanted. Sheridan arched her back and rode Keefer's leg, moaning constantly. Keefer was overwhelmed with elation, the feeling so powerful that made her moan, too.

"So close, Keefer... don't move..."

"I won't."

Within seconds, Sheridan arched into Keefer and stiffened for a few seconds. Keefer heard herself hiss in pleasure at the sight of the blonde's face, before Sheridan fell back down in a fit of tremors. She threw the covers off of the blonde's body and watched all the muscles flex and move under her skin. Her eyes drank up the vision and seared it into her memory forever. "That's so beautiful," she heard herself marvel out loud.

Sheridan finally calmed down and dropped her weight heavily on top of Keefer, breathing hard and fast. She let out a piteous groan and Keefer furrowed her brows in concern. "Are you okay?" she asked, rubbing the back of the blonde's damp head.

"It never felt so good to come in my whole life."

"I know what you mean," Keefer agreed.

Sheridan slid her body over, off of Keefer's leg, but never got up. She kissed the side of her lover's breast since it was right there and sighed deeply. "Did I push you too far, baby?"

"Maybe, but it was worth it," Keefer admitted shyly.

"I needed to hear you. I'm sorry." Sheridan kissed the breast again and scooted even further to the side so she could turn her head and look up.

Keefer surprised herself by stretching her neck and suddenly kissing Sheridan. "I was embarrassed at first, but then... I couldn't help myself. You made me feel so good, I couldn't stop."

Sheridan smiled and snuggled into Keefer's body with a satisfied sigh. "It meant a lot to me. Thank you."

Keefer just nodded and softly stroked the blonde's cooling back. "Comfy?"

"I can't move. I may fall asleep if you keep doing that to my back."

"S'okay." Keefer found herself suddenly exhausted, sated and spent. "I may join you," she said, making small circles on the soft skin.

"Mmmm. That feels so good, everything you do feels good," Sheridan mumbled sleepily.

Keefer digested that statement as she gazed down at the construction worker sprawled out naked on top of her. Yeah? She smiled, very pleased with the compliment.

"Too heavy?"

The sound of Sheridan's groggy voice warmed her heart. "Nuh uh. Sleep," she whispered, using both hands to trace idle patterns across the expanse of skin in her reach. Keefer felt her own eyes grow heavy and she closed them, leaving the image of the relaxed blonde in her head. Definitely falling. Hard.

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When Sheridan awoke this time, she knew exactly where she was, but something was different. She was on her back and she distinctly remembered falling blissfully asleep lying on top of Keefer. How did she get out from under me without waking me up? Sheridan was a light sleeper and normally would have awoke the second Keefer moved. A big goofy smile spread across her face. She wore me out. No one ever wore out the great Sheridan before. It pleased her, in a way, that Keefer was the one who finally did. She could hear the shower running and for a split second thought about joining the tall woman, but thought against it just as quickly. She'd die if I walked in there. Not yet, Sher, give her time. The thought startled the blonde. Okay, so what... you're an item now? A couple? Why else would you be thinking things like that, you idiot. Admit it, no one's gotten to you like the woman in the shower has and you love every minute of it. You like her a lot, more than any other woman you've dated. Sheridan snorted out loud. Dated... two dates per woman, tops. That's not dating, you moron. This is dating. Hell, this is a fucking relationship. Sheridan's eyes widened and her stomach felt fluttery. A relationship? I'm not ready for a relationship! She shook her head in the negative rapidly. Am I? I can get very used to her. Fuck it, I already am. Images of how she fell asleep came to her and she nearly purred in contentment. A relationship? Opening her eyes she saw Fifi lying next to her, staring at her in such a way that she felt guilty. "What did I do?" she asked as she reached over to scratch the dog behind the ears. Fifi raised an eyebrow. "Oh, please, I'll take good care of her, I promise," she swore to the weary dog. "I'm not Danni; don't look at me like that."

Keefer stood outside the bedroom door and swallowed the lump that had formed while eavesdropping on the construction worker. No, you certainly aren't Danni, are you? She thought about what Sheridan meant with her vow to take care of her. Does that mean she feels the same way about me as I do for her? The tall woman considered exactly what it was she felt and the only thing she had to compare it to was something she'd only heard other people talk about, but never felt. To be perfectly honest, it scared her. Sheridan Landers wasn't the kind of person that she should be feeling these things about. Is she? She's still here, isn't she? Maybe she does feel like I do. Why would she have said that to Fifi if she didn't? How do I find out? Should I ask her? Will she tell me? She's never lied to me before; she'd be totally honest with me. A thought occurred to her, What if she doesn't feel this way and tells me so. I don't want to hear it. She shook it off and knocked on the door.

"Yeah?"

"Shower's free," Keefer said as she entered the room.

"Okay, thanks."

The room was awkwardly silent as the two women refused to look at each other, both struggling with their own emotions and new feelings they had suddenly realized only moments ago.

"I'm gonna..." Keefer gestured to her robe.

"Yeah..." Sheridan kicked the covers off and gathered her clothes.

Keefer watched as the construction worker moved in unusual silence. Why is she acting that way? Did I do or say something? "Sher? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. It's just that... I need to take a shower. I'll be right out," she said as she left the room, not looking at Keefer once.

The brunette sat on the edge of the bed and started to cry. Something went wrong. She can't even look at me. She regrets what happened, I'm such a loser. Why would I think she'd want to be with me anyway?

The blonde stood in the shower, thinking about what was going on inside of her. It was a whole new world of feelings, ones she was unfamiliar with, ones she couldn't even name. They ate at her insides like they wanted her to figure them out, yet when she tried, they went away. It puzzled the blonde. She was normally so cool and in control, but when she had these feelings, she felt she was spinning totally out of control. It was Keefer -- she made her feel like this. How could something that felt so good, be so bad? Why did the thought of kissing the brunette make her knees weak and her belly warm and yet the thought of a relationship with her make those same knees tremble and that same belly sick? Because I'm not ready for a relationship, Sheridan thought while she rinsed the soap off her body. Then why do you miss her right now? You can't answer that, can you? her inner voice dared her. Face it, Sher, everything's changed now. Admit it, already... You need her.

Keefer hid her face when Sheridan walked back into the room. She didn't want to look at her and, even more, she didn't want Sheridan to know she was crying. She knew the blonde would get upset. She was saved by the phone ringing and went into the living room to pick it up.

Sheridan sensed that something was wrong when she walked into the room, but didn't get the chance to find out what it was before the phone rang. She followed Keefer into the living room.

"Why are you calling me? Yes, I know what she did to you and from what I understand, you deserved it and more."

Sheridan frowned. Is she crying? Is that Danni? "No, I don't care to hear what happened, I know what happened." Keefer paused then became mad. "Don't you ever say that about her again!" Suddenly, Keefer's face got red with anger and Sheridan snatched the phone from her hands in time to hear Danni call Keefer, the little slut's whore.

"Hey, dickface, this is the slut," Sheridan growled. "Did I just mistakenly hear you calling my girlfriend a whore?" She glanced at Keefer whose mouth was agape. "Oh, I see. I thought not, because Keefer is very special to me, you see, and if I ever heard someone call my lover a name like that, I'd have to tear a whole in their side and rip out their liver. You understand that, don't you?" Sheridan braced her legs as Keefer flung herself at her. "I knew you would. Now, if you ever disturb us again, I'll have to hurt you. Yes, you, too, Danni. Have a good day." Sheridan hung up the phone and looked sideways at the woman draped all over her. "What?"

"Am I really your girlfriend? Do you mean what you said?" Keefer asked excitedly.

"Yeah, I did," Sheridan admitted with a hint of a blush.

"Thank you, Sheridan!" Keefer proceeded to kiss every inch of skin on Sheridan's face.

part 23