comfortingly rubbed all the parts of Reece's anatomy that she could reach until she felt the tension dissipate slightly. Then she moved her hands further south and toyed with the waistband of Reece's jeans. It wasn't exactly her fantasy, but it would do.
"Did you hurt yourself anywhere that needs a kiss, sweetheart?"
"Oh yeah, it needs many many kisses."
"Well then, let's get this baby home, shall we?"
Faith pulled Reece's shirt out from her jeans and stroked the tight stomach teasingly. The driver started wiggling around in her seat.
"You better stop that, Red."
"Oh? Why is that?" Faith was feeling rather cocky making her lover squirm.
"Because with that graceful landing, the seam of my jeans wound up someplace that it shouldn't be.."
"Ohhhh?" Faith tugged on the waistband with a smirk, thoroughly enjoying the feel of Reece's butt jerking against her spread thighs.
"Yeah and if you keep that up, it'll be over way before it starts."
"And that's a bad thing?"
"Don't make me stop this bike, Faith." she teased.
"Oh alright," she grumbled, suddenly reminded of long car trips with her father. Sliding her hands up Reece's ribs to bring her back to the present, she was satisfied with the shudder she caused. Pleased that she'd calmed the edgy woman, Faith leaned back against the sissy bar and relaxed for the rest of the ride.
* * *
After many hours of "discussion," in various rooms of the house, the two freshly-showered women were sitting in the living room eating dinner. Reece was still edgy, and Faith was trying to figure out a way to bring up the script without an explosion. It would help if she told me what was bothering her. The actress had been all set to tell her 5 days ago when she received the damn thing, but Reece's behavior that day had been very unpredictable and hadn't gotten any better since. Faith felt that if she told her now it would look like she was trying to hide it from her, and that wouldn't be good at all.
"What's wrong, Faith? You aren't acting right."
Faith gulped down some wine and prepared for the onslaught. "Well, I have this thing .."
The phone rang and Faith thanked all the gods."I'll get it babe." She picked up the phone in the guestroom.
"WHAAASSSUUUPPP!!" Cori screamed.
"Oh god, not that, anything but that. Packs of teenagers have been drive-by whassuping all month." Faith cringed.
"So, did you tell her?"
"No, I was trying to, but she's been acting so schizo lately, I'm afraid this would make her wild."
"You know, now that you waited so long, it's not gonna look good."
"Yeah, thanks for the brilliant deduction, Watson."
"I have an idea."
"No, no. That's quite all right."
"So my suggestion of telling her while you had your face between her legs wasn't brilliant? Don't scoff."
"Did you forget the size of her quads?"
"She's not going to kill you Faith. But I have serious doubts that 'Jim the Dim' will survive," she added seriously.
"Would you stop? Jim is a nice guy, he's just been unfortunately cast."
"Yeah, well, you're the one that's gotta kiss him anyway. Oh man, I can't wait till you tell her about the bed scene."
"Are you crazy?" Faith felt her palms sweat.
"It's been a while since I saw a good murder, the movies just aren't what they used to be."
"You're twisted you know that? Oh no..." her voice was almost a squeak.
"What's wrong? Faith?"
Reece dropped the script on the bed next to Faith and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Uh, Cor, I gotta go." The gulp was audible.
Cori hung up the phone with a gulp of her own. "Hide the breakables and set up the sofa bed, Violet, we may have a visitor."
* * *
"I can explain why I didn't tell you sooner, babe..."
"Tell me what? Spill it!"
"You don't know?"
"What's the fucking secret, Faith?"
Puzzled, the actress shook her head. "Um, you didn't read the script?"
"Should I have? Is that the only way I'll be able to find out what's been eating at you?" Reece picked up the script and started leafing