It was long after Cayden finished eating her fill of Gramma Millie's soup, and she was currently hiding in her bedroom, while Wade, Brooke and Jodie communed in the living room. Cayden pouted, trapped in her bedroom, unable to go out there and face the traitorous group. "They're probably talking about me." she groused. A scratching at her closed door made her frown. "Oh no, you Brooke loving, back-stabber. You don't actually think I'm going to touch you with that chicken breath do you?"

The tall shop keeper felt like a baby. She couldn't believe Brooke had gotten away with as much as she did, or got her in the position she was in so easily. Not to mention how she felt waking up in the blonde's lap, in front of Jodie and Wade. Cayden growled. "I was groping her tit! God, it really doesn't get any worse." The brunette threw herself into her pillows, then a wry smirk formed on her lips. "Well, she's right, I coulda shit my pants."

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Brooke forced Wade to allow her to wash the dirty dishes she created, then made coffee for everyone. They were all sitting in the living room, indeed, talking about Cayden

"So, then she threw up and I felt bad so I made her go home." Jodie finished.

"I'm surprised she even went into work at all!" Wade said.

"You know she never lets anyone know she's sick." Jodie reminded the man, then looked thoughtfully at Brooke. "Which brings me to you. How the hell did you get in here in the first place?"

"The door was wide open. She was pretty miserable when I got here."

Wade grimaced. "Boy, she must have held it in all the way home in the cab. God forbid she should puke in front of someone."

"She hadn't even taken off her shoes, I'm sure she ran straight for the bathroom, that's where I found her anyway." Brooke continued.

"Ooohhh. So that's how you managed it." Jodie snickered, then looked serious. "The fact is, she let you stay here. That's a big deal Brooke."

"Aww, she really had no choice. She was quite unable to fight. You have no idea how I pictured the scenario, I prepared for the worst after speaking to Wade. I thought she'd kick me out on my ass, but she was easy."

"Easy?" Wade laughed. "Just wait until she gets her fire back, you, my dear, are in for trouble."

"Please, if that's the worst, I can take her."

"Apparently. You had her head in your lap, not to mention your hand tangled in her hair at one point. Care to explain?" Jodie asked curiously.

Brooke blushed. "Well, you see, she was bitching and I thought some good head scratchies were in order, and before I knew it she had fallen asleep."

"Ah, but you never took your hand away from her head did you." Wade asked with a silly smile.

"No." The blonde admitted. "It felt too good to stop."

Jodie smiled knowingly.

"What else did you do to her when she was sleeping?" Wade asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Nothing like that, Wade." Brooke said with a nervous giggle. "I only touched her lips, her cheek... and her arm, her ear, oh, and her fingers. She has such long, sexy fingers."

"Oh yeah, you got it bad." Jodie said with a chuckle. "You couldn't possibly have found anyone more difficult, Brooke."

"So I gather." Brooke said distractedly. "So, how did you all meet?" She asked to change the subject.

"I met Cayden when she came to live with me." Wade started. "She was looking for a roommate and she found me through a friend of a friend. We were living in Brooklyn at the time, both of us younger and poorer back then. She was the perfect roommate, spending all of her time in her room, you hardly ever knew she was there. Sometimes I didn't see her for days. Now, though, she's my best friend. She may not act like it but she's proven it on many occasions. She's very loyal and she'd give you the shirt off of her back."

Brooke smiled, she knew there was more to the tall cranky woman than met the eye.

"No kidding." Jodie agreed. "She doesn't have many friends, in fact I think we're it. She's a very private person in some ways, she likes to be alone. Sometimes, I force myself on her because I hate that she's sitting here alone." Jodie shrugged. "Sure, she says she's happy that way, but she's not. She really does want someone," Jo cut her eyes to Brooke, "We all do."

Brooke smiled and nodded. "I gotta tell you, I was drawn to her the minute I saw her, I don't know what happened. I thought I was fine, I thought I was happy, and I didn't know just how unhappy I was until I met her. Jodie, you never said how you two met?"

"I tried to pick her up. I fancy myself a sort of Casanova, and was totally baffled that she would have turned me down. I pretty much stalked her until she finally gave in and kept me around. She never did want me that way, but we became really close. I'm glad too, cuz if it would have been any different, she wouldn't be my friend right now." Jodie smiled warmly at the thought. "I know how you met Cayden, but tell me what was happening from your point of view."

Wade moved closer to Brooke and giggled. "Ooo, I love girl talk." He pulled La La onto his lap and listened intently.

"Well, I just happened to get out of a cab in front of the store, I had no idea it was even there and my parents live a few blocks away. Go figure."

"Karma." Wade said.

"Don't start with that what's meant to be will be crap." Jodie warned.

"Yes ma'am." Wade snickered. "So, you went into the store and..."

"I was cranky, and hot, and there was this man droning on and on about his cat. I was getting very irritated with him when I heard her voice and everything stopped. I remember that I thought it was sexy and I surprised myself." Brooke blushed at the memory. "So, finally this man stepped away and I saw Jodie. I thought you were retarded at first." She admitted.

"What? Why?" Jodie asked with a loud snort.

"You were looking at me with this expression, it was amusing."

"Ohh, yeah." Jodie snickered in remembrance. "I had just made a bet with Cayd to try and rap to the first woman that walked into the store. I was quite pleased to see you standing there."

"She talked to me because I was a dare?" The blonde asked in offense.

"Brooke, you do recall that she hardly said two words. She was dumbfounded by you. It was funny as all hell to watch."

"True. I thought she was retarded too."

Wade laughed. "Yeah, I still wonder about that myself."

"Anyway, something about her voice, it did something inside of me. I couldn't get her out of my head. Her voice, her eyes, I was totally confused about what was going on, but I knew I had to see her again."

"Lust at first sight." Jodie teased.

"I don't know what the hell it was, but I needed to see her, so I came back later. I was fascinated by her hands." Brooke recalled clearly. "Then the dreams started..." She drifted off in thought.

"Wow. That is so cool." Wade said. "You know, she was pretty upset after talking to you that night." He informed the blonde who raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, she was trying to pick you up as best as she knew how and you said you had a boyfriend. She was sure you wanted her until then."

Brooke frowned. "Yeah, in retrospect, I realized she was flirting with me, but at the time I had no clue. Actually, I have no idea why I brought up Grant."

"Subconscious fear." Jodie said.

"Shut up, Freud. Since when do you know this stuff?" Wade threw a pillow at her.

"I watch Dr. Phil." Jodie stuck out her tongue.

"Dr. Phil is banned from this house. Him and soap operas, they're poison according to Cayden."

Oh no... but she let me watch.... Brooke's eyes widened and she cleared her throat nervously. "You really watch Dr. Phil?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, he's a pip, entertaining as all hell. I love to watch him."

"Then you'd know enough not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong."

All heads turned to see Cayden standing with her arms folded and a scowl on her face.

"Hey Cayd, come join the party." Wade said, patting the couch next to him.

"No thanks. That couch is evil." She said, narrowing her eyes at Brooke. "What are you still doing here?"

"Cayden!"

"Never mind her, Jodie, she's just cranky because I saw her throw up. She'll get over it."

"Hey! I am not cranky!"

"Oh? So, you're normally this irritable? Maybe you should look into Pamprin." Brooke offered.

"You did NOT just call me hormonal." Cayden said, steamed.

"If the ovary fits..." Wade interjected.

"Shut up. No one asked you." The tall woman shot back.

"You know, Cayden, you don't scare me with your rude behavior. In fact, it gets my juices going." Brooke announced.

"Well then, you better get up off the couch, Wade hates that sort of thing on his furniture."

"Oh, you're a regular riot, Cayd." Wade snorted.

Brooke smiled sweetly. "I could always go sit on your bed, Cayden, I'm sure my juices are welcome there."

Jodie and Wade laughed uproariously. Cayden looked flabbergasted.

"What happened Cayd, La La got your tongue?" Wade managed to choke out between guffaws.

"I do not want your juices on my bed." Cayden insisted, though she was blushing deeply.

"Oh yeah, that's believable." Jodie teased her red friend.

Brooke simply sat and blinked demurely.

"Well, I don't! And what do you look so pleased about?" The shop keeper asked the blonde.

"Please," she waved her hand around. "You want me." Brooke said boredly.

"I do not!"

"You'll come around." The blonde said confidently. "Just give me time."

Wade and Jodie looked as if they were watching a tennis match, mouths agape and eyes wide.

"You're crazy! You can't make me do anything I don't want to!" Cayden insisted.

"Yeah right," Jodie said, "Hey, Brooke, how's those drool stains on your lap?"

"Shut up, Jodie!" Cayden stomped her foot in frustration. Everyone was ganging up on her.

"That was mature." Wade joked.

"Fuck you all." The brunette pouted.

"Aaaanyway..." Brooke started, "I'm glad you feel better Cayden, it was my pleasure to have you on my lap. Feel free anytime."

Cayden narrowed her eyes. Her blush was just dissipating and now it was back.

"I'm thinking, maybe next time, you'll want to hold off on the groping in mixed company though." Wade joked.

The shop keeper's nostrils flared. "I was sleeping! I didn't know what it was."

Brooke smiled saucily. "Again, it was my pleasure."

La La Bird jumped up and headbutted Brooke's leg, she began to pet him, while Cayden looked on with a frown.

"You know, Cayd, you're going to have to get used to Brooke. We like her and we're going to keep her." Wade informed the scowling woman.

"Fabulous." The tall woman stomped off into her room.

Brooke, Wade, and Jodie all snickered quietly at Cayden's behavior and drank their coffee in silence.

Brooke had learned a lot about the tall woman from her two friends, and was digesting the information. She was relieved to know Cayden wasn't as impossible as she seemed. The blonde kept her confident airs. Even though she acted smug, telling Cayden how much the tall woman wanted her, there was always that bit of doubt pricking at her. She needed some sort of proof. Of course the kisses in the store room were a good start, but Cayden was drunk. Brooke needed more than that and was trying to think up a way to get better proof.

Jodie was thinking how awesome it would be for Cayden to have a lover, she always wanted that for her friend. The tall woman was fighting this like crazy, and Jodie could understand the trepidation, if Brooke hadn't come here today. The blonde proved herself a hundred times over, Cayden wasn't an experiment. Brooke truly cares for her, and is willing to face her down. Cayden was always a tough nut to crack, but once Jodie figured out her bark was much worse than her bite, and that underneath that scowl was a brilliant smile, she always wanted to see it. Cayden rarely smiled genuinely, and Jodie thought that when she did, that smile and those sparkiling, clear blue eyes could bring world peace. Jodie thought Cayden was hot, she never denied that she found the tall woman highly attractive, and the thing that most attracted her was her friend's eyes. She saw those eyes take on all sorts of emotions except love. Her heart warmed for Brooke, she desperately wanted Brooke to see those eyes looking at her with love.

Wade was studying Brooke, wondering if this blonde woman who came out of nowhere really was capable of breaking through Cayden's barriers and getting into her heart. He hoped she could, it was time Cayden knew what it was like to be wanted not only for her looks, but for herself. The tall woman's striking good looks caused more than a few problems when it came to women. Women were hardly ever interested in Cayden as much as they were in her looks. Wade really hoped his friend gave Brooke half a chance. Brooke was apparently trying her damnedest, no one ever stuck around long enough to see past Cayden's cranky demeanor. His tall friend was spoiled and stubborn, always being by herself made her a very uncooperative, if not impossible partner. However, he didn't think she would put up this kind of fight. Granted, she and Brooke got off to a rather unusual start, but Cayden should have seen by now, that Brooke meant business. It had to be hard on the blonde, her first real feelings surface and of all people it would have to be Cayden.

"Well, I better get going soon." Brooke suddenly said, breaking everyone out of their thoughts. "My mother has a third degree to give me and I really don't want to miss it." she added sarcastically.

"Your mother?" Wade asked curiously.

"Yeah, when I left Grant, I moved in with my parents. Joy."

"Poor you!" Jodie said sympathetically.

"Oh, it's not so bad. They're pretty cool. Mom's a bit of a handful at times, but I can deal with it." Brooke said with a grin.

"Cayden says she came in to spy on her." Wade snickered.

"Yeah, I could have killed her, but if she didn't, Cayden and I wouldn't have butted heads in the store room, and well, you know what happened." The blonde recalled with a sly smile. "She just wanted to see what got me so crazy."

"So she's really cool with you liking a woman?" Jodie asked.

"Pretty much so. Dad's fine too, He's a little jealous though, Cayden has been occupying more of my time than he'd like her too. Mom, on the other hand, is way too interested in my personal life. She wasn't half as nosy about my relationship with Grant. It seems she wants to know of every litte fart that Cayden makes."

"Cayden farted in front of you?" Jodie asked, wide eyed.

Wade laughed. "Please, I live with her for 6 years and never heard her fart."

"She farted in front of me," Jodie said smugly, with a smirk.

"Oh, that's something to be proud about." Wade teased.

"You're talking about my bowels?" Cayden asked, outraged, staring at everyone with her mouth hanging open.

"How come you farted in front of Jodie but not me?" Wade asked with a jealous pout.

"Oh my god!" Cayden sputtered.

"Everyone farts, Cayden." Jodie pointed out.

"Yeah... but..." The tall woman blinked a few times, at a loss for words.

"Aw, leave her alone. I try my best not to fart in public myself." Brooke said, standing next to Cayden.

"Thank you." The shop keeper said, standing taller now that she had support. "It's a matter of being classy versus being a pig."

"What if you sneeze and a fart sneaks out? That doesn't make you a pig." Jodie said, waving her finger to emphasize her point.

"Well.. no... I suppose not." Brooke said thoughtfully. "But that's the only exception. Simultaneous bodily functons don't count."

Cayden nodded in agreement.

"Jo! Oh my god, look! They agree on something!" Wade said excitedly.

Jodie nodded, eyes wide. "I think that calls for a kiss, what do you think, Wade?"

"Oh, definitely. A big fat kiss of agreement."

"What kiss?" Cayen panicked. "We only agreed on when not to fart!"

Brooke snickered. "Come on, sugar lips, lay one on me baby. I know you've brushed your teeth." She puckered up and leaned into the tall woman.

"I will not. I don't want to kiss you." Cayden insisted, even as her insides started fluttering wildly at the thought.

"I'd believe that if I couldn't see your heart pounding from here." Wade chuckled.

"Come on, stud, you know you want to." Brooke urged, usuing her secret weapon and leaning her breasts into Cayden's arm.

Cayden was trapped. She knew damned well that she wanted to kiss the hell out of Brooke, but not here, in front of Wade and Jodie. it just wasn't her thing. However, once Brooke's breasts pressed into her, she had to catch her breath. She closed her eyes briefly to calm herself.

Brooke snorted. "Never mind, Cayden, you couldn't handle a kiss from me." She dared.

Cayden's eyes popped open. "What are you talking about? You're the one that nearly fainted from my kiss." She said cockily.

"That was a fluke." Brooke lied. Her instinct at the moment was to scale the length of Cayden's body with her tongue.

"Fluke, my ass!" Cayden exclaimed.

Jodie punched Wade in the arm and they both grinned like idiots. Brooke had Cayden right where she wanted her, there was no way out.

Brooke's heart was beating painfully hard. Was Cayden going to go for the bait? She was dying to feel that silky tongue tickling the roof of her mouth. She looked up with a smug expression and her knees went weak from the piercing blue eyes gazing down at her. "Well, I was in a weakened state. Your kisses aren't all that great Cayden." She said boredly.

A duet of "oooo's" were heard from Jodie a Wade.

Cayden ignored them, in fact, she didn't even hear them. She was drowning in Brooke's eyes despite her great efforts to remain lucid. She tried to pull away, tried to come up with every reason in the book why she shouldn't prove herself, but the pull was too strong. Brooke's lips looked deliciously inviting and her breasts felt so soft against her arm. She recalled for a moment, how it felt when she woke up touching Brooke's breast and she had to swallow hard to suppress a groan. Blue eyes blinked rapidly, trying to fight the urge, but her body was out of control. Cayden's tongue came out to wet her lips in preparation for the impending kiss and her heart beat furiously as Brooke mirrored her actions.

"What are you waiting for? Show me what I'm missing."

Jodie and Wade held their breath.

Brooke's voice was husky and breathy, sending a twinge of excitement to Cayden's groin. Her head lowered without her permission until they were so close they were breathing the same air. "I'll show you fluke."

Brooke groaned under her breath at Cayden's barely audible whisper and then it happened, warm wet lips were covering her own. Cayden's large hand pressed into her lower back, pulling her close. Brooke stifled another groan as long fingers spread out and dug into her, holding her in place.

Cayden saw colors behind her eyelids, she couldn't possibly describe how good it felt to have Brooke's body against hers.

Brooke's hands slid slowly from Cayden's hips to her ribs, purposely concentratng on each rib as it slid beneath her fingers. She needed grounding or she would fall to her knees.

Suddenly the kiss changed and Cayden grunted, thrusting her tongue inside Brooke's mouth, her other hand coming up to clutch the back of the blonde's head. This time, Brooke couldn't stifle the groan of pleasure when Cayden's tongue roughly invaded her mouth.

Jodie and Wade sat agape for a long while, watching the two women become deeply involved in their kiss. It was long, sexy, and sloppy in its intensity, but it was defintely hot. They looked at each other and shrugged, knowing somehow that if they didn't stop it now, things would get too heated.

"Geez, Cayd, don't choke the poor girl." Wade teased.

"Is it hot in here or what?" Jodie added.

Cayden withdrew from Brooke's lips, embarrassed and light headed. It took longer than it should have for her eyes to open and when they did, they were unfocused. She waited until Brooke's face became clear and her eyelids lowered at the look of lustful bliss on the blonde's face.

Brooke clung to Cayden for dear life, holding herself up on shaky legs. Cayden's hand was still wrapped in her hair, she could feel the tall woman breathing heavily on her face. She refused to open her eyes knowing that the look on Cayden's face would be her undoing. She rested her forehead on the tall woman's chest and took a deep breath, blowing it out slowly.

Cayden looked towards Jodie and Wade, trying to make some sense in her foggy mind. The two of them stood up and began applauding, drawing Cayden out of her trance. A cocky smirk spread slowly across her lips and she chuckled. "I suppose that rules out your fluke," she said, watching the blush creep up the back of Brooke's neck.

The blonde nodded. "You win." she said, peeling herself off of the tall woman. She couldn't go far, because, Cayden hadn't let go of her yet. "Whew," she fanned her hot face, "That was some kiss."

Cayden fought the urge to do a victory dance. Although she felt very smug, she also didn't want to let go of Brooke, but if she didn't get away from the sweet smelling blonde, she was afraid her urges would take control again. Taking a step back, the tall woman released her hold, blew on her nails and rubbed them on her shirt. "Yup, go on, say it, you can't handle my kisses."

Brooke couldn't believe the yo-yo transformations that Cayden underwent at the drop of a hat. She rolled her eyes. "Yes Cayden, I can't handle your kisses." She mimcked.

"My lips make you weak."

"Your lips make me weak." Brooke said, surpressing a giggle.

"I am a god."

Brooke snorted, "Now, don't you be getting your chest all that puffed my cocky friend, your godhood needs to be proven, and I rather that not be with an audience."

Cayden narrowed her eyes. "In your dreams."

"Oh yeah," Brooke purred. "Defintely in my dreams."

Cayden's eyes widened recalling that Brooke dreams about her, sexually. She swallowed away the sudden arousal at the thought and smirked. "You better be writing those dreams down for prosperity, cuz that's all you'll ever get."

"Please, you can't resist me, Cayden, you're as drawn to me as I am to you. When you finally admit that, we can stop the bullshit and start proving your godhood."

A flurry of erotic images danced through Cayden's mind. She cleared her throat and tried to look bored. "Whatever."

Jodie, Wade, and Brooke watched with smirks as Cayden once again, left the room.

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Cayden closed her bedroom door and catapulted herself face down onto her bed. Her hands were shaking and her heart was beating in her throat. Never before had a kiss done to her what Brooke's kisses did, she could hardly breathe and her knees felt tingly. "Oh shit! This is crazy!" she mumbled into her comforter. She lifted herself up on her elbows and stared into space, trying to understand what was happening to her. Kissing was fun, she was reminded of that by Denise, but Brooke... kissing Brooke wasn't just fun, it was a religious experience. For a second, she panicked, trying to imagine what actual sex would be like with the blonde. She looked almost horrified at the thought of having sex with Brooke, if kissing was that intense, sex would surely give her a stroke.

Cayden closed her eyes and licked her lips, savoring the taste, and the memory of Brooke, how soft her shirt felt under her fingers and how good she smelled. Brooke's lips felt divine wrapped around her tongue. The shop keeper groaned, instantly imagining how her tongue would feel trapped in a much more intimate place. She shook her head rapidly to shake away the thought. "I never behaved like this before, she's made me into a perv!" Cayden didn't understand. She'd dated good looking women, kissed quite a few too, but nothing like this ever happened to her. Sure, she liked Brooke, the smaller blonde was extremely good looking, she had an incredible body and gorgeous green eyes, but her attitude... "What a bitch!" Cayden just barely tolerated egotistical people and Brooke was entirely too sure of herself. The certainty in which she declared Cayden wanted her irritated the brunette. "So what if I want her. Who wouldn't?" Cayden took a mental tour of Brooke's body from her legs to her face and when she was finished she was very pleased. "Oh yeah, ain't nothing wrong with her." She went back to picturing Brooke's breasts, in her half shirt, in the store room, then pressed into her in the living room. Cayden was very surprised to feel her mouth watering and her sex reacting in much the same way. She focused on the sensation between her legs, almost amused at how horny she had become from a mere kiss. It can't be just the kiss, there's got to be more. She touched me while I was sleeping! That's it! Maybe that turned me on? Hmph, I was dead to the world, or I would have woken up from her touching me, especially my face. I wonder if that's all she touched? Cayden grinned and chuckled. "Nah, then I really would have woken up. Hmmm."

The tall woman held up a hand, studying it, spreading her fingers open then closing them again. She has a thing for my hands huh... they're nothing special, she thought, then inspected her fingers more carefully. "Well, I do have long fingers," she said with a smirk. Cayden swallowed hard as an an image came unbidden of her fingers touching Brooke intimately. Her hips rocked involuntarily and she groaned as her sex pressed against the crumpled blanket. "God, I can't believe how hot she makes me!" Despite her confusion, Cayden was horny as hell, and it wasn't going to go away by itself.

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Brooke was all ready to leave and decided to say good night to Cayden. She raised her hand to knock when she heard an odd sound come from the tall woman. Suddenly alarmed, she thought Cayden was in distress and was about to throw open the door, when another sound emanated from behind it. Brooke's stomach flip-flopped as she processed the groan. She knew it all too well, she herself made that same sound quite often while she lay in bed fantasizing about Cayden. She tried to calm the ringing in her ears so she could hear it again, just to make sure it was what she thought it was. If Cayden was indeed doing what she thought, then there were no doubts left in Brooke's mind that Cayden truly wanted her, and the blonde wanted desperately to erase that doubt. She closed her eyes and held her breath, hoping for the chance to hear another muffled groan of passion. Instead, what she heard stopped her heart.

"Mmmm... Brooke."

A violent shudder ran through Brooke's body when she heard her name and she bit her lip to fight the groan. A forceful jolt of arousal nearly overtook her ability to stand. Her head swam with the image of Cayden touching herself, and she closed her eyes tightly. She thinks about me... when she... oh my god! The thought, combined with the picture was too much, and Brooke had to hold on to the door frame until she gathered herself enough to stand on her own. All at once, her attitude changed and she grinned deviously. Cayden Riley, you are so screwed.

Part 17

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