“No, I-”
“He was hopeless before us,” Gemma said with a teasing giggle at you.
“Obviously. He never asked me out, he never slept with Ollie,” Sabrina tutted, also teasing you.
“She’s a lesbian,” you said. “Very, very lesbian.”
“Oooooh,” both of them chorused.
“So what’s a cool, punk lesbian doing hanging out with a bunch of chads?” Gemma asked. “She sounds awesome.”
“I think I might actually know who you’re talking about now,” Sabrina said. “She has the piercings right at the bridge of her nose near the eye line, right?”
“Yeah, and an eyebrow stud and a lip ring,” you said. “And she hangs out with us because she thinks the other PoliSci majors are posers, and she and Corey are friends and I’m one of the few people who actually takes Debate seriously.”
“Well, it sounds like a solid group,” Gemma said. “Anything other than Edgar that we should keep in mind?”
“I dunno,” you said. “Try not to give anyone a heart attack with how beautiful you two are?”
Sabrina rolled her eyes while Gemma just smiled at the compliment. “I think you mean don’t wear any too-skimpy bikinis or you might break their brains,” Sabrina said. “And that’s mostly directed at you, Gem.”
“Harrharr,” Gemma said, shaking her head. “So funny.”
“You know, I’m kind of nervous,” you said. “But also excited. And I can’t wait to spend a weekend with you two on the beach.”
“Me too,” Sabrina said, setting down Gemma’s foot after quickly blowing on the wet toenail paint. “I’m excited to make you blush like fucking crazy by making all your friends jealous.”
“I’m just excited to know more about you,” Gemma said, taking your hand. “I’m in love with you more than I ever loved my Ex, but I feel like I know everything and nothing about you.”
You kissed her and she smiled into it. “I want you to know everything,” you promised her.
“Me too,” Sabrina said, crawling up onto the bed on Gemma’s other side and kissing her cheek.
“God, I love you two,” Gemma said with a big sigh. “Why couldn’t you have both been born in Australia?”
“Pffft,” Sabrina blew a raspberry. “Why couldn’t you be born in the States?”
“Because, babe,” Gemma said. “Then you wouldn’t get tingles every time you heard my accent.”
“Fair,” Sabrina said. “My nipples are tingling. Want to check?”
Gemma leaned down and bit Sabrina’s nipple through her shirt, making her bark out a laugh.
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If you enjoyed, make sure to catch the rest of the series! It is ongoing and releases will be happening every few days as we catch up to current. I also suggest you check out my AMA: The Boyfriend series for another ongoing story with lots of teasing.
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~Break.
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