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Dylan chuckled, “No, but there’s no need for you to starve while we’re here. I even went out and got cookware so we could feed you properly.”

“No bacon in your skillet, right?”

“Well,” Dylan blushed a bit and just shook her head, refusing to say anything else.

Cat dropped it and poured the orange juice into two glasses that had been placed on the counter. “You’re very sweet, you know that.”

“Yeah, I know, but don’t tell anyone, okay. I need people to think I’m a stone bitch.”

Cat crossed her heart as she placed the glasses and the silverware on the table. “I promise. Not a word to anyone. Your secret is safe with me.”

“Good.” Dylan winked and placed Cat’s plate on the table. “Toast?”

“Please.”

“Let me guess.” Dylan took a long appraising look at her lover. “Grape jelly.”

“And you read minds too. Impressive.” The blonde chuckled as she took a seat and waited for her companion to join her.

“No,” Dylan replied from behind the fridge door. “You just look like a grape jelly kinda girl to me.”

“I’m fond of whip cream and chocolate sauce too.”

Dylan muffled a curse as she hit her head on the frame. She peeked over the top of the door. “I can certainly get some later.”

Cat just smiled as Dylan joined her at the table. The blonde reached out and took Dylan’s hand, causing the woman to look at her. “Thank you.”

“For?” Dylan asked, using her free hand to pour them both coffee.

“Last night. It was wonderful.”

“I agree,” she leaned over and kissed Cat gently. “Thank you too.”

As they ate, Cat’s mind began to replay the events of the previous evening and after letting her mind wander to far from home a small moan escaped her

lips.

“Excuse me?” Dylan smiled at the far away look in Cat’s eyes.

“Oh, well,” Cat stumbled over her excuse knowing she’d been caught. “I was umm…well…hell Dylan, you make love to a woman like the world is ending

and you don’t expect her to have flashbacks?”

The brunette glanced at the wall clock, “Well, we don’t have time for a complete replay right now, but would you care to join me for a shower?”

“I’d love to.”

Dylan’s bathroom, like everything about Dylan was a religious experience. It was large; brass and Italian marble accented every surface. The shower stall

wasn’t really a stall at all but another room all to itself with benches on three of the four walls and three showerheads beaming directly into the center.

Cat entered after Dylan and watched as she moved to a small panel by the door and punched in a few numbers on the keypad. “Your shower has an alarm

system?”

“No, this is to adjust the temperature and pressure.”

“You’re kidding. Where in the hell did you find that?” She peeked over Dylan’s shoulder.

“Oh you can’t get them on the open market, but I had a friend in college that I helped tutor through English so he could get is degree in engineering and he

created this as a gift to me.”

“Well, aren’t you special?” She kidded as the water came on at the perfect pressure and the perfect temperature.

“As a matter of fact I am.” Dylan teased as she pulled Cat under the water and kissed her quite seriously. Her hands roamed all over Cat’s flesh which was

rapidly becoming quite heat, although she wasn’t sure if it was the water or their close proximity to each other

“Mmmm,” Cat hummed as her body tried the get closer Dylan. “I thought we didn’t have time for this.”

“No, I said we didn’t have time for a replay of last night. This, we have time for.” Dylan pulled a towel down from a cabinet on the wall nearest the door of

the shower. Dropping it on the floor she knelt, slowly kissing her way down Cat’s body.

“Oh, I need to sit.” Cat gasped as a kiss landed on the warm, supersensitive flesh of her inner thigh.

Dylan carefully deposited her lover on the redwood bench; all the while her hands massaged her skin and her lips took tender nips from the sweet skin,

causing the smaller women to jerk and wiggle as her breath came in short, hard pants.

“Dylan!”

Mischievous blue eyes looked up from their place just between Cat’s legs. “Yes?”

“Damn it! If you don’t stop teasing me, I’ll be forced to kill you.”

“As you wish.”

“Oh…my…” words were lost to the steam and the sound of the running water as Dylan, did indeed stop teasing her lover and began her explorations in

earnest.

“GOD!” Cat screamed as her torso doubled over to cover Dylan’s dark hair. Both women stopped moving and Dylan felt her own heart rate returning to

normal, as she listened to Cat’s gasping breath sounds, mixed with nearly sub-verbal whimpers and moans.

“You okay?” The tall woman asked softly, as she help Cat sit up on the bench and looked into her eyes.

“I’m good,” she agreed immediately and nodded. “That was just un…un…intense.”

“Can you stand up?”

“Are you nuts? Why would I want to do that?”

Dylan chuckled, “We need to shower and get going to the tournament?”

“Oh yeah,” blonde brows came together in remembrance. “That charity thing we’re doing.”

“Yeah,” Dylan pulled Cat to her feet. “That charity thing we’re doing.”