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thirty-two
Savannah rustled under the blankets, her entire body overheating, and she just needed to get out from under the covers for a second to cool off. She flung the blanket over her hip and sighed as the cold room air hit her. The movement behind her was a surprise, and when she turned around, her brain caught up with the fact it was morning, and Fallon had stayed the night.
Naked.
Thoroughly fucked.
Gloriously happy.
“It’s too early,” Fallon mumbled and buried her face in the pillow again.
With a laugh, Savannah turned onto her other side and slid up against Fallon. She kept herself uncovered as she snuggled into the warm and sleepy woman who was still there. It was the first time she hadn’t hidden the fact that Fallon had stayed the night from Brinley, not that she’d loudly stated that it was happening either.
Two nights in one week together?
What exactly did that mean?
“I want to talk to you,” Savannah whispered against Fallon’s cheek, ending her request with a kiss to the warm, soft skin.
Fallon groaned again and tried to bury herself farther into the blankets. “Too early.”
“It’s not, I promise.” Savannah looked at the clock next to her bed. Her alarm was going to go off in an hour. That gave them exactly sixty minutes to have this talk before she had to start getting Brinley ready for school and they both needed to get ready for work.
“I want to ask you something.” Savannah took one finger and traced the curve of Fallon’s cheek.
“What?” Fallon did sound far more awake now than before.
“What do you think about what Brinley asked last night?” Savannah bit her lip, hoping that Fallon would give her the answer that she wanted, the one that would calm her nerves.
Frowning, Fallon popped her head up and pried open her eyes to look at Savannah. “What time is it?”
“Five.”
“Fuck, Savannah.” Fallon groaned again and turned onto her back. “I was right. Way too early.” She stretched though, and didn’t look as though she was about to fall back asleep. “And you’re going to have to be more specific. Brinley askeda lotof questions last night.”
“Right.” Savannah swallowed the lump in her throat. She hadn’t wanted to say it out loud. That was almost too scary. But if she was going to do this, then she had to get over herself and her fears. Fallon had done that already, hadn’t she?
“Give me a minute.” Fallon climbed out of the bed and left the room.
Savannah, now wide awake, lay on her back and stared at the dark ceiling. She was already messing this up, wasn’t she? She couldn’t ever do something the simple way. Fallon had put herself on the line on Sunday, and now it was Savannah’s turn.
When Fallon came back, she slipped under the covers and pressed her cold toes to Savannah’s calves. Squeaking in surprise, Savannah cringed as she got the exact cold she had been looking for ten minutes ago when she’d originally woken up.
“What question?” Fallon stated quietly, kissing Savannah’s lips. The scent of mint hit Savannah hard, and she knew without a doubt that Fallon had raced to the bathroom. “Also, I started the coffee maker because I’m going to need it before the timer if you’re going to have serious conversations with me at five in the morning.”
Savannah grinned. “You think of everything, don’t you?”
“No, I don’t. But I do try to.” Fallon played her fingers over Savannah’s side. “Remember, I’m not perfect. I wish I could anticipate everything, but I can’t.”
“I think just about everyone wishes they could figure out what surprises in life are going to happen.”
“Maybe.” Fallon pulled Savannah into her side more. “What’s the question, Savannah?”
“About us.”
“Ah.”
“Yeah.”
