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"Why did you lie to me?"
Bridget's focus shifted as her mind struggled to register Franky's question. For the better part of the last hour she’d been snuggled in Franky's arm, head on her shoulder, as they watched TV in bed. Bridget shifted her weight onto her elbow so she supported herself enough to face Franky, who was clearly not watching the show anymore. She was watching the ceiling.
"Baby…"
"No, Gidge, really. Why?" Franky was still staring at the ceiling.
"Baby, look at me" Bridget said as she placed her palm gently on Franky's cheek in an effort to make eye contact.
Franky turned her face and locked eyes with the blonde.
"It's been years. Why are you bringing this up?" Bridget knew exactly what Franky was asking about. In the course of their relationship, Bridget had only flat out lied to Franky one time. As a rule she always prefered to deal with the truth, regardless of the consequences. "Franky…"
"I don't know." Franky sighed. "I haven't thought about it in a long time…I think maybe seeing Vera the other night brought it back."
Bridget remained silent, offering her full attention to the brunette.
"You know, I felt so lost when you canceled our sessions and refused to talk to me. I thought I did something wrong, again. That I wasn't worth your time or effort. I felt horrible, Gidge. Worthless." Franky's voice was starting to crack a little. "And then, you waltz in and chew my ear off about transference and relationships that break down…all the while you were in love with me!"
"Of course I was, baby! You know I couldn't say anything. I did what I thought was best at the time".
"Lying to me. Right to my face. You looked me in the eye and said no. You said no. Right to my face, Gidge"
Bridget felt the sting of Franky's frustration and realized this is not going to be a short conversation. Instead of rehashing wounds of the past or confronting Franky with her own lies from their time at Wentworth, she decided to try a different approach.
She peeled off the bed sheet that was covering them and moved up to straddle Franky's thighs.
Franky just stared at her blankly. Waiting for a more satisfying answer.
Bridget tilted her head a little, trying to assess the situation. She then proceeded to slowly take her top off and smiled coyly at Franky.
"Won't work" Franky insisted, scrunching up her nose in the cutest pout Bridget has yet to see from her.
"I see," Bridget said calmly. "You want an answer, yeah?" She saw that Franky was now paying close attention. "Okay. I will give you an answer". She lowered herself down to whisper in Franky's ear. "The answer is, baby, that I wanted you from the very first time I laid eyes on you and I didn't know how to handle it"
Bridget's warm breath in her ear and the words she was whispering were causing Franky's skin to tingle.
"I mean" Bridget said as she slowly rose up a little to look closely at Franky, "what was I supposed to say really?" She said as she leaned closer and ran her tongue on Franky's lower lip.
She could see Franky was struggling to keep her protests up and suppress the smile creeping up at the corners of her mouth and was well aware of the change in her mood.
"That all I could think about was you?" She said as she turned Franky's head to the side and kissed that special spot right at the curve of the brunette's neck.
"Mmmm" Franky mumbled. Realizing quickly that her defiance just flew out the window.
"That I had to remind myself daily to stop staring at you as you walked by, or at your lips when you were talking to me?" Bridget kept nipping at the delicate skin on Franky's neck, then ran a trail of soft kisses all the way up to Franky's earlobe and bit it gently.
"That… when you asked me how my lipstick tasted I wanted to tell you to see for yourself?" She ran her tongue over the outline of Franky's ear and continued.
"That I missed you all the time? Not just that day at the library" She said as her hand was stroking Franky's side, first over, then under her a little too tight singlet, cupping her right breast and squeezing it gently. She could feel Franky's hard nipple against her palm. Bridget's hand started its descent towards Franky's stomach, stopping for a second as she felt the brunette's legs part under her.
"Or that all I wanted to do in that god awful kitchen was touch you?" Bridget said as she slid her hand inside Franky's underwear, and smiled at the warm wetness that greeted her fingers.
Franky couldn't hold back anymore, she placed a hand on the back of Bridget's neck and pulled her down for a deep kiss.
The blonde ran her fingers over her slick folds coating them slowly before sliding two fingers inside Franky's now throbbing core.
They were lost in each other, each trying hard to focus on the other. Franky's nails trailing up and down the blonde's back, while Bridget set a steady pace, sliding her fingers in and out easily, the sound of Franky's soft moans encouraging her to quicken the pace.
Bridget wanted more; she wanted to taste her. Bridget gently pulled her fingers out as she shifted her weight and moved down Franky's body. Bridget saw the brunette open her eyes and heard her grunt in protest for a second before Franky realized what she was doing and smiled. Bridget hooked her fingers on each side of the brunette's underwear as Franky raised her hips, allowing her to slide them off and discard them to the side.
Franky arched her back as soon as she felt Bridget's warm mouth on her clit.
Bridget sucked on it gently before drawing circles around it with the tip of tongue and then flattened her tongue to lick Franky's folds from her opening and back up to her clit. She repeated her actions and on the third time, she slid two fingers back inside the brunette, as she continued sucking and licking her clit.
Franky's legs were shaking as Bridget sped up the pace of her thrusts.
"I'm so clo-" Franky never completed the sentence as she pushed herself down on Bridget's fingers and tightened around them.
Bridget slowed down as Franky rode out her orgasm. Fingers still inside the brunette, she placed a kiss on the inside of her thigh and looked up just as Franky looked down at her.
"You're so beautiful when you cum, I love watching you". Bridget smiled at her as she slowly pulled her fingers out and paused to taste the brunette on them.
"Come here"
Franky's thousand watt smile lit the room as Bridget finally came up to snuggle back into the crook of her arm.
"I love you baby" Bridget said and moved up to place a kiss on Franky's lips.
"I love you more" the brunette mumbled as she pulled Bridget in closer. "And I totally forgive you".
Bridget couldn't help but laugh a little.