Finding The Answers

Chapter 3- How Do I Explain This?

A careful smile spreads across her mouth, she doesn't want to seem rude. She gave away enough of that a couple of hours ago. Reaching for the door handle she opens it and stops, she watches as the shy girls busies herself, washing dishes that Alexia had used days ago and never got around to doing. She hums a soft tune to herself smiling as she cleans the last piece of dirt off the plate, she sets it to the side and continues.

Alexia feels a flutter in her chest, a flutter she never felt before in her life. She had ignored the spark when she grabbed Dani's hand earlier but she left the feeling now. She didn't want to get rid of it. This feeling is better than no feelings. She pushes through the door and clears her throat, jumping at the shock of someone watching her Dani smacks her hand off the kitchen sink and groans. Alexia covers her mouth and rushes towards her but Dani simply steps away nursing her injured hand.

"I-I'm okay." She squeaks holding her hand close to her chest. Alexia feels the flutter die out and nods grimly.
"I uhhm didn't mean to scare you." Danielle scoffs, didn't mean to scare her? Then what the hell was the threat earlier on? A welcome to my house present? Alexia grimaces, not able to hide her emotions easily. She steps closer and since Danielle is pressed up against a wall there isn't anywhere else for her to go. As if approaching an endangered animal Alexia reaches carefully for her hand and Dani lets her, relinquishing some control she has on her life she lets her take her hand. Alexia slowly examines it, twisting it and putting pressure on the muscle, she stops when she finds the spot which causes a low groan to come from the breathtaking girl infront of her.

Alexia's heart rate kicked up a notch. She was the complete opposite of her type- tall, dark hair and sexy- but she couldn't deny how Dani was making her feel. Dani was pale, dirty blonde and adorable. She glances to her lips and imagines how she'd taste like dripping sweet honey. Danielle looks at Alexia's lips too, imagining the taste of warm coffee or hot chocolate. No they weren't eachothers type but it was obvious something was going to happen.

"Let me help." Alexia whispers, soft and warm against Dani's lips, if she moved just one step closer she could lock their lips together and taste the honey she imagined. She silences the thoughts but leaves the warmth in the air, the charge that is keeping them both hyperaware of every touch and brush of their bodies together.

Alexia's hand on her arm makes her feel everything, every inhale she does makes her feel like she's gulping great volumes of pure oxygen straight into her lungs. She can't ignore how Alexia's hardened nipples catch her gaze and how they press against her soft sweater. She catches Alexia's gaze again and she melts. She hated to admit it but it happened. She nods once and Alexia moves her towards the kitchen counter, pressing her against it she hooks her arms under her legs and lifts her onto the cold marble. The change in temperature shocks Dani and causes a soft moan to fall from her mouth. Alexia either didn't hear or she ignored it because she is rummaging through the shelves for something.

Having success she lets out a small exhale and sets the first aid kit on the counter beside her. She searches again and Dani watches her, examining her. Soon it felt as if Dani could identify her every micro-expression. The way her brow was permanently furrowed when she was focused on her search; the way she tilted her head to the left as she was shuffling things around and the way her mouth parted in excitement when she found it. She knew she found it because her fiery gaze locked with her own eyes. She brandished something and waved it happily.

"Soothing cream to prevent bruising." Alexia mutters, gently unscrewing the cap and squeezing a small amount onto her fingers. She watches intrigued as she steps closer, reaching again for her hand and taking it just as carefully as before. She rubs slow circles around her wrist, massaging and focusing solely on this one thing. Danielle breaks the silence, choosing now to get some control back. It's too soft, too intimate and a complete contrast to the Alexia that threatened her.
"I could've done that myself, you know?" She mumbles and Alexia slows to a stop, she lifts her head back up, her legs between Dani's and rests the hand without the cream on her thigh. Dani ignores the heat in her core and the wet patch on her underwear.
"I know, I just wanted an excuse to touch you." Her eyes sparkled and reached for bandages instead, wrapping it loosely she tucks the last part in and stays in her position. Dani's eyes flickered with something she recognised but couldn't name, and her own heart slammed repeatedly against her ribcage in response to this.

All Alexia could focus on was the girl in front of her-her eyes, her sweet scent, her lips that she fantasies about. She smelled like leather and vanilla, and she was so close. If she leant forward a few inches, their lips and their mouths would touch. Her throat dried at the thought. It was a bad idea. She wasn't over Aurora and couldn't do the same thing Aurora done to her onto Dani. And Dani knew it was a bad idea too, she just came her and she had secrets, secrets that she swore she wouldn't tell. But dammit, she wanted to know what Dani tasted like, and whether her lips were as soft as they looked.

The flare of awareness in her eyes told her the attraction wasn't one sided. Her lips parted. Her pulse beat double time. She was going to-
Then she blinked, and the moment was gone.
Alexia backed away and Dani jumped down all in the same second.
"I should dry the dishe-"
"I could make dinn-"
Alexia and Danielle laughed, their awkwardness mingling to cover up what they didn't want to acknowledge.
"I'll do dinner and the dishes," Alexia said. "As an apology for earlier. I'm not normally like that." Dani nodded, she could sense that Alexia was one of the good ones, someone who didn't like anger.
"Okay, what should I do then?" Dani questioned as the words left her mouth she winced, she doesn't need to ask, it's her house too. Alexia recognises this and offers an answer whilst also drying the first set of plates.
"How about you pick your bedroom and settle in? Clothes are in the wardrobe and feel free to use anything you need." Dani smiles softly, it's nice that they are on good terms again. As long as they don't talk about what happened earlier then everything's fine. She leaves her things downstairs and Alexia notices the ring. She grabs it and goes to call out for her but her shout dies down when she feels the engraving.
CQ+DQ Since when was Dani married? Thought Alexia. The feelings from earlier resurfaced but this time with a definite never ever going to happen etched over it. Alexia doesn't like liars.