I'm not the only one in my reflection.

Part eighteen

Only after the blonde nodded, Murphy released her, giving her a contemptuous look.

— Get out. — Samantha said rudely, coming up behind her girlfriend, putting her hands on her shoulders, either trying to calm her down or force her to stay in place and not attack the group of girls.

— If I were them, I would say thank you that it was just a taser, not a knife. — Chad joked, putting one hand in his jacket pocket and the other nervously tugging at the edge of his hat, which he hadn't taken off after the party.

Anika snapped her fingers in agreement, putting her arm around Mindy's waist, while Ethan looked very lost, and in his eyes there was a desire to be anywhere but near them right now.

Roman's daughter smiled at her girlfriend, showing that she was already fine, that she wasn't going to lash out at those girls.

— I'm fine. — The brunette still said in a whisper, briefly touching Sam's hand, which was still resting on her shoulder, squeezing her palm in her own.

— I can't believe it. – Tara muttered to herself, rolling her eyes at her former best friend and walking forward, and immediately after her, the siblings Meeks-Martin and Anika set off, while Ethan for some reason lingered next to the girls, just ... looking at them.

— Is there something on my face? — Stu's niece asked Landry when he continued to stand next to her. In response, the guy just blinked, coming to his senses, muttered something to himself and broke into a run to catch up with his friend Chad.

— Thanks. — The elder Carpenter said, she took her girlfriend's hand and lightly ran her thumb over the back of her hand as they both started walking towards their house while their friends were far ahead.

— You're welcome. If I'd let this girl pour this cocktail over you, you'd already be too sugary, like, girl, I love sugar, but that much, it's too much. — Katherine joked stupidly and Samantha even laughed softly, shaking her head at such a ridiculous attempt at flirting.

— Your flirting is still shitty, and I love it, so don't you dare stop.

Murphy smiled like an idiot and even laughed. Her lover always knew how to make her temporarily forget about anything, and this time it was an attempt to distract her from Tara's behavior, which she knew was hurting her.

— We could cook dinner together or lock ourselves in our room and watch a movie while cuddling. — Leslie's daughter suggested with a shy smile, blushing, still embarrassed, despite their relationship lasting almost a year, to somehow show her affection, her love.

— I think the movie and hugs sound good. - Sighing, Samantha said, squeezing her fingers, intertwined with those of her beloved, together, pressing their palms harder against each other. — I'll take the snacks.

— Today it's my turn to choose a movie. — Just in case, the brunette reminded her girlfriend, remembering how she loves to be the one who has the choice of the movie they will watch.

And, of course, after Sidney's niece saw Sam's puppy eyes and the way she pouted a little, she gave up and let Sam take matters into her own hands.

Upon entering the apartment, Katherine immediately dragged the elder Carpenter into their room, seeing that Tara was in no mood to talk to either of them, and she judged by the way the younger girl loudly and pointedly slammed the door. Quinn, and then Chad, were the ones who dared to come into her bedroom and talk.

Anika, Ethan, and Mindy were sitting on the sofas, all three of them glued to the TV.

— I swear, my clothes smell like a party again, which is why I hate going there so much. — Murphy complained in a grumbling tone, pulling the fabric of her T-shirt away from her body.

— Kat, I didn't want to say this in front of others, so I'll do it now. You still shouldn't have threatened those girls, you know, with a knife and a taser, you saw that these chickens were filming everything on video, it's going to end badly, I feel that way. — Samantha said, walking up to her girlfriend with a worried look and put her arm around her shoulders with one hand, pressing the other to her cheek.

— I don't care if I was filmed from 10 phones from 10 different angles, if it means that next time they will think twice before picking on us, you. — The former redhead replied in a purring tone, clinging to her lover's chest, placing her hands on her lower back.

— Once you've made up your mind, there's no way to change your mind. — With a sigh, Sam gave up and, deciding to postpone this conversation for later, she leaned over to her shorter lover with a smile on her face and kissed her. — I love you.

— I love you too. — With a sigh of pleasure from the contact of their lips, Roman's daughter exhaled and again reached out to Billy's daughter for a new kiss that would make her feel the feeling of weightlessness that she needed so much.

Their lips intertwine again, awakening a wave of tenderness and passion in both girls. They forget themselves in this moment, completely surrendering to their feelings, their love and their dreams of a future together.

Samantha gently runs one palm over the brunette's cheek, casually slides down to gently lift her chin, deepening the kiss and feeling her smell and taste. She feels her closeness, feeling her hands on her stomach and shoulders, and this not only makes love burn stronger in her chest, but also ignites desire.

The kisses of the elder Carpenter reminded, and continue to remind Katherine of the miracle that she was honored to feel, as she hopes, forever. Amazing, sincere, perfect kisses.

Sam always found a way to make their kiss even more pleasant and exciting for Murphy, using her hands, then holding her lover's cheek, then grabbing her thigh, then digging her nails into her bare stomach. This time, she decided to use her own words.

— I love you so much, Kat. My breath catches when you're around, my eyes are always searching for your presence. My heart is ready to stop, and then beat so violently that it almost jumps out of my chest when you touch me, whether it's fleeting or long, accidentally or on purpose. — Breaking off the kisses and leaning her forehead against the brunette's forehead, Samantha said, languidly closing her eyes.

— Exactly the same, Sammy. —
The former redhead agreed, giggling as she basked in the spotlight of Tara's older sister, not even noticing how a pouty Stu appeared in the corner of the room, who, seeing that he was being ignored, snorted and disappeared again with an offended expression on his face.