The Gunfighter and The Gear-Head (45 page)
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Authors: Cassandra Duffy
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Nothing was going to feel like victory to
Fiona at that moment, but the escape provided by Veronica
postmortem could suffice as catharsis in a weary moment.
Gieo spent the better part of an hour in the
shower of Alondra’s guestroom that she and Fiona were sharing until
their accommodations could be arranged. She switched the water from
cold to hot and back again half a dozen times just because she
could. She scrubbed, shaved, and exfoliated her skin until the
water slid off her like silk over glass. Fiona had already been
through the bathroom on a similar errand, but hadn’t tarried under
the stream of water even half the time Gieo was planning.
Heaven was the only worthy reward for the
Asian sky Napoleon and that was precisely what Gieo felt she was
given. Wrapped in a towel with her purple hair, grown out nearly to
solid black, still wet from the shower, she exited into the bedroom
to find Fiona sprawled across their bed. The warm, afternoon sun
creeping through the Venetian blinds set lines along the
gunfighter’s long, shapely legs. Gieo’s heart caught in her throat
at the sight of her lover dressed in a black Victoria’s Secret
silky pushup bra and boy-cut panties set from the Angel clothing
line Fiona used to model.
“I thought you didn’t like underwear,” Gieo
whispered.
“I don’t,” Fiona replied, “but you do, and I
thought you deserved a reward.”
“We both do.” Gieo tossed her towel aside,
slid onto the bed, and met Fiona halfway for a long, powerful kiss
that would have taken her legs from beneath her were she
standing.
About the Author
Cassandra Duffy spent most of her childhood
being precocious, which stopped being entertaining or impressive
when she grew into an adult, at which point she had to start being
precious. She writes a free-lance sex advice column found in
various lesbian magazines, and has written a handful of short story
collections and novels found on her website at
http://cassandra-duffy.com/
.
She lives and writes in Orange County with her partner and soul
mate Nichole and their two cats: Dragon and Josephine. She
encourages readers to contact her at [email protected] or
follow her on Twitter @SapphicPixie
