Keeping Faith (24 page)

Faith smiled. “Well, you just shower and get comfortable after that and wait for me.”

Reece raised an eyebrow. “What do you have planned?”

“Just sitting in your arms.”

“Mmm. I like that plan.”

Reluctantly they parted and Faith went up to change for work.

“Where will you be today?” Reece called up after her.

“Brooklyn, the address is on a paper by the phone.”

Reece looked at the address and nodded, scooping up the bundle of towel and dog. “Come on Little Man, it’s dryer time.”

Faith heard the blow dryer and in seconds Smudge screamed. She ran to see what happened and stopped half-way down the stairs. Reece had the dog against her chest, the blower at arms length, facing them both. One finger and her thumb from the hand Reece was holding the dog with, was covering his ears, and his nose was stuck under her arm. She was kissing Smudge’s head, and constantly moving the blower as the dog shook in fear. Faith smiled warmly and sat on the step to watch. The same woman who ravaged her the night before, who beat people for walking on the same side of the street as her, was as gentle and soft as she was brutal. Faith shook her head at the enigma that was Reece, then she felt tears coming on. Sometimes, she felt her heart would explode from the love she felt for this woman. Reece was hard, as hard as any puzzle Faith tried to solve, but she loved her with all her heart and soul.

When Reece completed her task, she put the small dog down on the coffee table and examined his ears. “Looks good from where I am Little Man. Let that mean old Doctor find a speck of dirt in there. I dare him.”

Faith cleared her throat as she approached her lover, and smiled when Reece turned her direction and grinned.

“I have to take him to the Vet now, will you be here when we get back?”

Faith shook her head, “No, I have to leave soon too.”

Reece stood up, “Then come here so I can kiss you.”

Faith needed no further instruction and walked right into Reece’s very warm body. “God, you’re so hot!”

“Yeah, it’s the blow dryer, I have to hit me with it too.”

Faith grinned. “You spoil that dog silly.” She leaned in for a kiss and got one.

Reece inhaled Faith’s perfume and hummed. “You smell so good I could eat you up.”

The actress laughed. “Save that thought for later, Tiger.”

Reece watched her wife walk back up the stairs and sighed. “Ya know Little Man, she looks just as good going as she does coming.”

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EECE DECIDED SINCE Smudge just had a bath, he needed a shirt and got him dressed for the walk to the Vet. "I'm going." She called out.

Faith came down to say good-bye and shook her head.

"What?" Reece wondered.

"I told you that collar is too big for him and where did he get that shirt?"

Reece looked down at the dog. "I got it for him, it's a licensed Harley shirt, and he likes it."

Faith knelt down and picked up the dog. "Well, I guess your Mommy has no say in your choice of clothing any more." She kissed the dog. "Honestly, Reece," she smoothed out Smudge's shirt. "A naked woman on a bike?"

Reece took the dog away from Faith. "He's a biker dog."

Faith chuckled. "Okay, you go take Goliath. Don't forget, I want you home tonight."

Reece narrowed her eyes. Faith definitely had more plans than just laying around. She smirked. "I'll be here."

"Goliath, you're next."

Reece walked into the exam room and smugly stood the dog on the table. "Go on, check those ears." She dared the Vet.

The doctor looked at the shirt and grinned, then took out a long Q-tip. Reece felt queasy as he stuck it into Smudge's tiny ear. However, she leaned over, her head almost touching the Vet's as he pulled it out and they both examined it. "See? Clean." She said, folding her arms across her chest.

"You did a great job Ms. Corbett. However," He lifted a little paw, "His nails need a trim."

Reece frowned. She thought she trimmed them, but with all the chaos in her life lately she must have forgot. "Oh," she said quietly. "I'll do it when I get home."

"Nonsense, he's here. I'll do it."

Reece narrowed her eyes as he picked up a huge guillotine looking nail clipper. He clipped several nails without amputating anything so she relaxed. Just as she felt comfortable, Smudge screamed. She grabbed him off of the table and picked up his leg. "He's bleeding! You cut off his toe!" She panicked.

The doctor snickered. "It's nothing, I just snipped too low." He took some yellow powder and tried to put it on the dog's nail but Reece wouldn't give him the paw. "Ms. Corbett, this will stop the bleeding, if you just let me…"

"What is that? Will it hurt? I bet it'll burn! Nonsense you said, he's here, you'll do it! He's hemorrhaging!"

"Ms. Corbett! Please!" A small tug of war took place. A technician entered the room after hearing the raised voices and eased the dog from Reece. "It's fine, this happens all the time."

Reece scowled at the young woman. "Not when I do it."

After the doctor held the styptic powder on the nail, it stopped bleeding. "You'll want to keep this dry for a few hours."

Reece glared at him. He picked up the nail clipper again and Reece quickly took her dog. "No thank you, I'll finish it myself."

She muttered foul things all the way through the office and slammed the door behind her. "Of all the stupid fucking things." She picked the small dog up to her face and scrutinized the nail. It wasn't bleeding anymore, but Smudge was trembling. "I got you Little Man, you just relax."

Faith walked into the makeshift make-up trailer and stopped dead in her tracks. "What's she doing here?" she pointed at Alicia who was sitting in the chair.

John looked up with a disgusted expression. "Her girl is out sick, so I have to take care of her."

Faith glared at him, Alicia smiled condescendingly and John rolled his eyes.

"So, Faith, you looked pretty flustered when you left yesterday. Was it something I did?" Alicia chuckled.

Faith narrowed her eyes. "Alicia, you could be naked and covered in honey and you still couldn't turn me on."

Alicia laughed as Faith approached the chair to kiss John hello, until she noticed Faith's large hickey. "Holy shit, your dyke did that?" she pointed to the spot.

Faith sighed and regretted ever coming close to her. "My wife did a lot more than that. Jealous?"

Alicia sucked her teeth. "Don't be an ass, I need dick, I don't care about what your wife does to you."

"You should, they may start thinking you did it in the heat of a moment. Besides, who says I don't get dick too."

John, used to the snarking between the two women, just snickered and studied the mark. "Ooo, a good time was had by all I see?"

Faith grinned devilishly. "A very good time." She and John giggled together.

"Don't make me puke." Alicia sneered.

"I'll be back when she's gone." Faith announced as she left, winking at John.

"What does she mean she gets dick too?"

John studied Alicia before answering. She was seriously asking, and he wondered if he should answer her. "Haven't you ever heard of a strap-on?"

Alicia looked thoughtful and John hurried to finish her hair.

Reece found that if she actually paid attention to the muscles she was training instead of the bodies they belonged to, working with the women wasn't so difficult. Of course this didn't happen right away. The first two clients were sexy, lithe young women, half-dressed, and eager to touch her. It was torture for Reece, and she stripped off her t-shirt only to reveal scratch marks and other battle scars from the previous night. This led to very curious stares and other personal questions. Finally able to leave, Reece practically ran out the door.

Faith actually liked her police uniform. Even though it was just a costume, she felt somewhat powerful, what with the gun belt and stick. The handcuffs brought back some pretty good memories too. She toyed with the thought of sneaking it home to have some fun with Reece, then thought better of it. She wasn't too sure Reece could get accustomed to anyone, even her, in a police uniform touching her in a good way.

It was a good day, a lot got accomplished, except for the incident. Since it was an independent film, low on budget, they didn't always get the right permits to be filming on the streets of Brooklyn. At times, they ran to a location, hurried up and shot and disappeared before anyone could be any wiser. Unfortunately, as she and Alicia were chasing a "perp," the real police joined in, assuming their own needed help. Imagine everyone's surprise as they "caught" the guy, two other officers ran to cuff him. It was a lot of fast talking, embarrassment, and convincing, and in the end, a fine of some sort was issued.

Faith snickered thinking about it now, as she stripped off the uniform to go home. She had some plans with her tall sexy wife, and was very eager to get there.

Reece couldn't wait to strip off her gym clothes and did so as soon as she got home. Leaving a trail of dirty clothes wasn't her usual behavior, she knew Faith hated that, but she figured she'd be finished with her shower before Faith came home.

That wasn't the case. As soon as Reece turned on the water, Faith walked in. She was about to call out for her lover, but saw the clothes strewn around. She grinned, and picked up the tank top, smelling it. Before Reece, sweat was gross, but Reece's sweat turned her on. She found that out when they made love, Reece sweat a lot, and she loved the feeling of her slick body, the taste of her salty skin. Faith closed her eyes as a wave of arousal washed over her. She turned her gaze to the top of the stairs and smiled seductively. The shower was running, her naked wife was in there, soapy and wet. She dropped the shirt and headed up the stairs.

Reece was in the middle of washing her hair when she sensed Faith. Grinning, she turned to face the spray, allowing Faith to sneak into the shower with her. A few seconds later, another set of hands slid into her soapy hair. Softly, Faith massaged her scalp, sliding her hands through the slippery strands.

"Mmm, feels good." Reece purred.

Faith slipped her hands down Reece's neck and over her shoulders. She continued down her arms, and finally, slid them around the tall woman's waist, pressing herself into Reece's back.

"Hi, baby." Faith murmured into the wet skin.

"Hi yourself. Is this part of your plan?" Reece turned around in the embrace and tilted her head back, allowing the water to wash over her.

Faith was mesmerized, wishing she could turn herself into water and cascade over every inch of Reece's glorious body at once. She stepped back and away from her lover, drinking in the sight before her. "God, you're so, so… god."

Reece, unable to hear above the water crashing over her head, just kept standing there, unaware of what she was doing to Faith.

Faith placed her hands on Reece's abdomen, and spread her fingers, trying to touch as much skin as possible, pressing into the hard flesh, savoring the feel of the hard muscle rippling under the soft skin.

Feeling the touch, Reece stepped forward, and watched Faith as she stared openly at her naked body. She loved how Faith looked at her, studied her, devoured her with her eyes. She loved the myriad of expressions that crossed her face. Wonder, passion, need, hunger.