The next morning, Juniper flicked on the coffee pot in her office. From her ever expanding coffee station, she pulled out the three mugs Gloria had given her. They enjoyed coffee together most mornings when she brought her a mug down after checking her email. It had become their little morning ritual. After taking Gloria her mug, Juniper retrieved the other two from her office, along with a picture frame from her bag she tucked under her arm.
Then she pressed her hip into Rowan’s door frame, as she had tended to do once she had seen the reaction it got out of her. But if they way they’d spend the entire day and most of the night before were any indication, she didn’t need to rely on those little attention-seeking gimmicks anymore. She had Rowan’s full, andveryattentive, attention.
“Hi,” Juniper said in a coquettish tone.
Rowan looked up from her computer and scanned her from heels to face.
“Oh. Hi,” she responded, her eyes darkening from her assessment.
A smile curved Juniper’s lips, but she didn’t move from the door. “Shall we?”
“Shall we… what?”
Rowan raised an eyebrow. Juniper bit her lip. They had done quite a bit of thatwhatin the last two days. The kind of women who love women action that you don’t realize has gone on for several hours until someone finally emerges back into reality. Like when it was 10pm the night prior, and Juniper realized she couldn’t go to work in nothing but Rowan’s t-shirt.
“We could work on your presentation for the International Indigenous Peoples’ Forum.”
Rowan leaned back in her chair and rested the back of her head on her hands against the headrest. “I suppose.” She smiled, not taking her eyes off of Juniper.
“Behave. We’re at work now.”
Juniper stepped inside and kicked the door closed with her foot.
“Fine. Come sit with me. I’ll pull it up.”
Juniper paused and her tongue darted out to lick her lips.
Not on her lap, Juniper. Be professional.
She set the mugs down and pulled an extra chair around her desk. Rowan immediately grabbed her mug and took a long sip, her eyes watching all of Juniper’s movements until she sat down. Juniper bit the tip of her thumb before resting her chin on her hand to stare back at Rowan.
“We can’t be this way at work.”
Juniper wasn’t sure why she was whispering. It wasn’t like they were doing anything wrong. It was still kind of hot though. The only way she’d ever admit Rowanwaskind of her boss, or at leastover her, professionally speaking, was in this situation right here. She’d been over her plenty of times since Saturday otherwise.
Rowan smiled into her mug before setting it down.
“As much as it pains me to not be touching you right now, you’re right.”
“It pains you, huh?”
“Oh, I’m in fucking agony.”
Rowan grabbed Juniper’s hand and pulled her close. She placed a kiss as light as a feather just against the edge of her lips. Juniper throbbed and wanted to trace a line up the center of Rowan’s lips with her tongue before pushing her mouth open. Instead she traced a finger down Rowan’s chest until it hit the top button. Then she pulled it away and sat back again.
“Don’t think for a second that this isn’t equally as hard for me.”
Rowan sighed. “Fine. Fine, fine. Let’s get startedworkingthen.” She maneuvered through a folder on her work laptop to find the presentation.
Juniper fidgeted with her hands. “Rowan?”
“Yeah?”
“I want to present with you, if I still can.”
Rowan turned to smile at her. “Really?”
“I can’t promise I won’t be nervous, but I’m going to try.”
