Reece's Faith (51 page)

"Baby, I'm so..." Faith started, but was shocked speechless when Reece was shoved forward like a kid going to the dentist.

"Faith, I'm sorry I acted like that. Forgive me?" the club owner glanced sideways at Faith's mother who nodded her approval.

"Mom? Who is this and what have you done with Reece?" Faith playfully started taking inventory of her embarrassed lover.

"Faith?" Reece whispered from the side of her mouth, rolling her eyes in Marsha's direction.

"Oh! Of course I forgive you, but let me explain..."

Reece cut her off with a kiss. "Not here, come with me and give me my hat," the tall woman smirked as she donned the hat and led Faith to her office.

Three jaws hung open and six eyes stared at Mrs. Ashford.

"What? You just have to know how to talk to her," she sniffed.

"Whoa," Cori said with amazement.

"Oh girls, she's not that scary. Did you know she's afraid of nuns?"

"I'm not touching that one," Violet shook the thought loose.

 
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Reece closed the door behind her, Christmas tunes still blaring from the radio. "Did I thank you for the surprise?" she grinned, sitting Faith down on he couch.

"No," Faith made a cute pout.

"Well, thank you. It actually made me festive with Christmas cheer," the tall woman knelt and kissed the actress.

Faith drew back from the kiss and leaned back. She furrowed her brows, studying Reece."What did Mom do? Drug you?"

Reece chuckled loudly, "No, she just told me in no uncertain terms to stop fuckin' around."

"Excuse me?" Faith was baffled.

"She said I better stop that bullshit and act like my half of the couple. She told me, that if I ever worried about losing you, that was the way to do it." the club owner looked away.

"And..."

"That she'd personally make my life a living hell if I didn't tell you what was going on in my head."

"So," Faith kissed Reece's head, "what's going on in there?"

"It's kinda crowded, so bear with me, okay?"

Faith nodded, concerned about what her lover was going to say.

"Okay, do you love me?"

"Of course I do, Reece," Faith was getting worried.

"Are you sure you made the right choice? I mean with me?"

"Reece Corbett, I did not choose you any more than I chose what color eyes I was born with."

"What?" Reece asked in confusion.

"I did not pick you, Reece, just like you didn't pick me. I didn't have a long line of people to choose from and decided to start my first foray into unconditional love with the most frustrating and impossible woman."

"I had a choice," the club owner argued.

"You did not. Think about it, Reece. Did you have any control over how you felt about me? Could you have just walked away and never seen me again?"

The tall woman stared off in the distance, then closed her eyes and grinned, "No, I had no choice, I was in love with you from the moment I laid eyes on you."

"See? Only it took you long enough to admit it," Faith smirked.

"So, you're not going to decide that there's something else out there? You're not going to just one day think you're missing out and leave?"

"Me? Need more than
you
?! Hardly. I can barely keep up with you on a good day."

"Come on, I'm serious here. Are you happy with me?" Reece asked sincerely.

"Yes, of course! Very happy," Faith smiled at the loud, relieved gust of air Reece blew out. "Love, I can't imagine not waking up next to you or at least in our bed. I am addicted to the smell of your skin. I need to see your face everyday like I need air."

Reece heard her unspoken thoughts and feelings coming out of Faith's mouth. It gave her the strangest feelings. "Doesn't it frighten you to be that dependent, Faith?"

Does it frighten you?"

"A little." Reece mumbled.

"That's okay, Reece. I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, babe."

"Thank you, Faith." the club owner fell forward between her lover's legs and rested her head on her shoulder.

"Don't thank me. I had no idea what love really was all about until you."

"Oh boy, do I know what you mean." Reece lifted her head and kissed Faith with as much feeling as she could.

"Wow," the actress breathed.

"Hon, what are you going to do about your job now?" she lifted her hand and let her fingers brush the underside of Faith's chin.

Faith closed her eyes and made a contented sound, "Reece, don't you worry about that. I made my bed..." The actress slipped her hand into long silky black hair.

"I coulda took care of it You didn't have to go and do that." Reece closed her eyes too as Faith's nails gently scratched her scalp.

"Michele twists my panties. She pissed me off. Who does she think she is?"

"This could cost you your job... your career," Reece said sadly.

"Hey, look at Ellen," Faith joked.

"Yeah, look at Ellen," Reece turned to face her lover. "Faith, this could be very bad for you. If it gets to be too much, please tell me. I'll fix it. It's my fault."

"No, it's my fault, really, but let's worry about that another time okay? It's Christmas Eve."

"Like I could forget," the club owner gestured at her office.

Faith got up and stood by the tree. "You liked it?"

"I was surprised."

"Good surprised?" Faith smiled.

"Very good. I especially like my hat," Reece opened her desk drawer and pulled out a disposable camera and began taking pictures of her office.

"You look very cute, Reece," Faith said as she posed by the twinkling tree.

"Say cheese," Reece teased.

"Eat me," Faith laughed.

Reece snapped the picture and laughed. "Eat me?"

Faith shrugged. "The same amount of teeth as 'cheese', only more fun to say." She pulled out a box from under the tree and held it out to her lover.

"Those are real?" Reece asked, taking the present from Faith.

"Yes, these are real. They're private gifts," she smirked.

"Ohhh, you should have told me. Mine are under our tree," she wiggled her eyebrow. "Hey, this is heavy."

"Open it, already," Faith practically jumped up and down.

Reece unwrapped the box and opened the lid. Her eyes went wide at the contents. "You dirty girl, Faith." Reece held up the leather items. An elaborate harness, some wrist cuffs and straps.

"You like?" Faith purred.

"Oh yeah, I really,
really
like. I was wondering when this discussion might come up."

"Kinda nips that conversation in the bud, doesn't it?" Faith leaned into her lover.

"It certainly does," Reece leaned into Faith, her breathing a little labored. She kissed the actress, teasing her lips with her tongue.

"Thinking about what to do with your toys, Reece?" the actress whispered.

"Oh yeah," Reece whispered throatily back.

"Try on those pants for me?"

Reece leaned away and held up the leather pants. She examined the buckles and ties at the crotch, "Kinky," she grinned.

"The ties open up and..."

"Oh I see that, Faith." Reece leaned back into her lover and caught Faith's bottom lip in between her teeth before sucking it into her mouth. She nipped suddenly and Faith shuddered.

"Animal."

"Grrrr."

"Ooo, I like when you growl," Faith shivered.

"I think these are gonna fit perfectly. How'd you guess?"

"Reece, I'm practically sleeping with your leathers like a teddy bear. I think I know what size they are. Put 'em on already!"

Reece chuckled at Faith's excitement. She unbuttoned her jeans and kicked off her boots. Faith took the pants from her lover and held them open or her to step into.

"I can get dressed on my own, babe," Reece smiled.

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?"

 
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"Mrs. A, they've been in there long enough for us to figure out that they're finished talking."

"Violet, humor an old woman, please go check on them."

"Please don't make me go in there," she whined.

"Vi, if it'll make you feel better I'll go," Sam offered.

"Uh, no thanks, Sarge, if anyone's gonna barge in on them, it should be me," the dancer laughed.

"Okay, you go," Mrs. Ashford pointed to the door.

"Fine. I'll go." Cori stood there.

"Go on," Violet urged.

Cori knocked on the door, then again... and again. She opened it slightly and stuck her eye in the crack.
What the?
Closing the door behind her, she shooed away the rest of the others.

"What's happening?" Sam asked.

"They're fine. Typical kiss and make up stuff," she lied.
Yeah, if you call slow dancing to Christmas tunes typical of Reece.

"You sure? You look kinda funny, Cor," Violet cornered her lover.

"They're dancing, Vi. Reece is wearing those scrumptious pants and they're dancing," Cori said dazed.

"Wow," the piercer mirrored the dancer's expression.

"I never would have dreamed I'd see a civilized Reece. That Faith was a miracle."

"Amen." The music changed in the club to a rocking version of "Feliz Navidad" and Violet grabbed her lover by the hand. "Come on baby, let,s party!" she dragged her off towards the bar.

 
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"Reece! What are you doing?!" Faith squealed as her tall lover picked her up and headed out of the office, dancing and singing."

I happen to like this song."

"I like you like this, it should be Christmas all the time."

"Let's not get carried away," Reece laughed at her own joke and swatted Faith on the ass.

"Ha ha. Put me down. I can walk out there myself."

"Nah, I like you up here," she replied while walking through the club.

"Hey Reece! Come over here!" Cori yelled above the music.

The two women put their heads together and sang loudly to the music as Faith squirmed out of Reece's grasp.