Evie leaned against the wall, surveying the crowd. It was pretty packed tonight. She had come here a few times, each time pretty blitzed and remembered having a good time, but not really much else. Tonight she was taking it easy, having come out with a few friends after dinner. It was a mixed club, both straight and gay, and the vibe was nice. She shoved her hand in her pocket, sipping on her beer. Her eyes scanned the room and landed on a girl almost directly across from her, standing next to a table with friends.
She caught her attention because even from here she could see the light color of her eyes, a blue or maybe green. She was her height without the heels she wore, long straight blonde hair cascading across her bare shoulders. The girl's head turned slightly and their eyes met. She remained motionless for a moment, both of them taking one another in and then she took a sip of her beer, looking over at her buddy Audrey who came to stand next to her against the wall.
"That guy is so damn cute. You think he's hot?" Evie looked over at the guy she had just danced with, his eyes drawn to them as he walked backwards away from her to the bar. Evie shrugged, "I guess so. In a frat boy sort of way." Audrey nodded, "Yeah...but they are so fun, those guys." Evie smiled, picking at the label of her beer. "Yah yah, I know. He's Haole, what can I say? No accounting for taste huh?"
Audrey was full Hawaiian, Evie half, both of them having attended the same Hawaiian-only private highschool before going to the University together. Haole was used in more derogatory terms nowadays, but she considered it just a nickname, referring to people that weren't local.
Her own father was white and her mother was a Native Hawaiian. Her family taught her to respect her heritage and immersed her into the local culture and schools exclusive to locals only. She had a few non-native friends, but for the most part, her circle consisted of locals. And she had never dated someone of another descent. Partly because she just wasn't in contact with Haole folks that often that were her age, and partly because honestly she wasn't attracted to people that weren't Hawaiian.
It wasn't prejudice she thought, just a preference. It was not lost on her that she was part caucasian. She knew that being white was also part of who she was, but because from the time she was little the pride of being an islander was so prized, it was really engrained in her to identify with that part of her background.
Playing sports in school she of course found herself against opponents that were not Hawaiian, but more than anything, it was curiousity that made her look at girls of different ethnicities, not attraction. Coming to college had been a bit of an eye-opener. There were people of all different races and backgrounds in all of her classes and sometimes she found herself feeling like she was in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by strangers on different life rafts than her.
She, of course, went into the city back in the day and saw hundreds of tourists milling around when she was younger, but as she got older, she stayed away from the tourist spots. Nowadays, she pretty much hung out with her friends from highschool and stayed within her circle in that regard. It was what was the norm for her, and quite honestly, what was comfortable.
A few times she had been mistaken for a non-Native because of her lighter brown hair and dark hazel eyes, both from her dad. Her skin was lighter than most locals she knew, but dark enough that you could tell she was mixed. Her body and facial features? Very Hawaiian. She was 5'7", with some curves. More precisely, she had breasts, hips and an ass. She wasn't slim, more of a stocky build because of how much she trained and surfed, but she was still pretty feminine.
And when she opened her mouth, well...then it was pretty unmistakable to people that weren't from the islands that she was local. She had a bit of an accent that she didn't really notice but sometimes others would comment on it. She didn't use pidgin all that much, but once in awhile she got lazy and reverted back to it, like a safety net, especially with her close friends.
She downed part of her beer, Audrey now talking about some other guy that wanted her to dance and her eyes went back to the girl that had been standing across from her. She was now sitting at the table, her drink in her hand. She had pulled her hair over her shoulder and the long hair lay partially over her chest, her eyes being drawn to the shirt she was wearing. Some silk number that clearly outlined her nice breasts, flaring out into loose folds.
She was wearing dark jeans the molded to her long legs, a pair of strappy looking heels on her feet. Girly. She herself didn't dress girly because she was more of a tomboy. She could dress up she supposed, but it's obvious when you aren't comfortable in something that you're wearing. And she definitely was not comfortable in stilletos.
She finished her beer, her eyes going to the bar. "Let's get a drink, yah?" she asked Audrey, pushing off the wall. Audrey nodded, and she turned, her eyes going back to the girl for some reason. Caught. The girl was looking at her again and she felt a strange sensation low in her stomach.
The girl smiled at her slowly and Evie felt the corner of her mouth curve up in response before walking down the stairs onto the bottom level of the club. Yeah, with that smile...she was almost..sexy. She frowned at her own thoughts. Why was she thinking about this girl like that? Since when had she been attracted to white girls?
But she couldn't deny her eyes had been drawn to her. She sighed. It had been a while since she had slept with another woman. Six months to be exact. She'd had plenty of chances, but for some reason, she just hadn't been interested. She wanted a relationship, not a fling. She slept around for a few years, and even though she loved the act of sex, it wasn't enough to make her stay. And as she got older, she realized she wanted to find someone that made her want to stick around.
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Alyssa listened to the professor drone on and she sighed, wondering not for the first time why she had chosen to take this class. He was so dry that as soon as her butt his the chair, she started to doze off. She drew lines with her pen on her pad, her mind wandering to Saturday night. She rarely went out anymore because she had needed to buckle down and take an extra class here and there to stay on track and that coupled with being a soccer took its toll.
Last night had been her first night out in months. A few housemates had issued her an ultimatum. Go out with them willingly, or be dragged out. So she had gone, dressing up a bit for the occasion. The club had been interesting. She had never been and it was a good assortment of people, mostly her age. A lot of kids from college, some older folks as well.
Another reason she wanted to go was that she knew it was gay friendly. She hadn't been on the stroll for awhile and was looking forward to seeing some good looking women...or maybe they would just look good if she drank enough. She didn't have the time or money to go out to the gay bars, so when the opportunity came up, she decided the heck with it.
She remembered the exact moment she had seen her. She was standing near the railing when she saw her make her way through the crowd, another girl in tow. She looked part Hawaiian, her features more local than not. Her friend was definitely full Hawaiian. She wore a tank top with thin straps and jeans, sandals that looked more like flip flops on her feet. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she had the most gorgeous bare arms she had ever seen. Light definition. Maybe a surfer. She loved surfers. Her way of dressing made her tend to think so.
A thin band around her neck, maybe hemp, and when she raised her arm in greeting at someone standing at the bar, a tattoo on the inside of her arm. Yeah, she was very hot. She had always tended to gravitate more towards people that were very different looking than her. Their eyes had met a few times that night and she wondered if maybe she was interested but the girl hadn't approached her and she was too shy to talk to her either.
When she had come to Hawaii from Arizona for school, she had been immediately inundated with beautiful locals. Their dark skin and eyes, their fuller bodies, their mannerisms. It was very different from the people she knew back home in her small town and she was like a kid in a candy store.
But gradually, she had realized that although alot of the girls opened up to her, she would always be considered an outsider, a foreigner. She didn't understand the mentality, especially from kids more her age, but that's what separated the folks here from parts of the mainland. Their strong bonds to their heritage and the past, and their need to preserve what traditions they had, with one another.
She respected their views, but coming from such an open-minded family, she had a hard time understanding the idea of closed ranks. Some of the locals she met had never even left the island, which surprised her. There are other worlds than this, she would think sometimes as she passed groups of locals, feeling like she stood out like a sore thumb.
Class finally ended and she pulled her hair up in a loose knot, hurrying out of class. She was supposed to meet a friend in twenty minutes and she was going to be late if she didn't leave soon. She jogged towards the exit door and literally ran into someone coming in, her book flying out of her hand, her backpack falling off her shoulder.
"I am so sorry," she said, her book landing a few feet away, her hand catching the door. "No worries," the girl said, reaching down to grab her book and then straightened, handing it to her. She felt like she was frozen to the spot. It was the girl from the club. Standing not two feet away from her.
Close up she took her breath away. Flawless skin, her hair a lighter shade of brown. But her eyes, set in that bronze skin were a startling hazel. "I...thank you..." she said softly, taking the book from her, the girl holding the door for her so she could put the book in her bag. "You're welcome," the girl replied, watching her zip her bag up.
They looked at one another, both of them with surprise on their faces. "Diego's, right?" she asked, referring to the club they had been at over the weekend. "Yeah," the girl nodded, moving from the door as a throng of people came towards it. They moved out of the way, to right inside the corridor. "Alyssa," she bit her lip, and they shook hands lightly, "Evie." Her hand remained in hers as they looked at one another, finally disengaging as she shifted her bag.
"You go to school here?" Fuck. What a stupid question. Of course she did. Evie nodded, "Business major." Alyssa nodded, "Sports psych." Evie raised her eyebrows, "Are you an athlete?" Alyssa nodded, "Soccer." Evie nodded, "I thought maybe, but I wasn't sure." "Are you too? An athlete?" Evie nodded, "Not at school though. I surf semi-pro." "That's hot." Oh my God. Did that just come out of her mouth?
Evie grinned at her and she felt her cheeks flush, mortified. "You think so?" Alyssa felt a laugh come out of her, "I can't believe I just said that out loud." Evie laughed, her cheeks tinging as well, "Well, I like a girl that says what she thinks." Alyssa smiled, feeling like she was melting. This girl was so damn cute. "One of my downfalls." Evie shrugged, "World would be a better place if people were more honest, yah?" That cute local accent was doing weird things to her internal heating system. "Definitely."
The bell to the school chimed outside and she groaned, looking at her watch. "Late?" Evie asked. She nodded, "You too if you have class." Evie nodded. "Maybe I'll see you around?" She didn't know when she had become so forward but she stopped her before she could leave. "Can I maybe get your number?" Evie blinked at her, their eyes on one another. "Sure." She pulled out her phone and put the number in as she recited it. "Maybe we can do lunch?" she asked tentatively.
Evie nodded, "Okay. Give me a ring then?" Alyssa gave her a smile and nodded back. "It was nice to meet you, Alyssa," she smiled. "You too Evie." She then turned, trotting towards her class. She felt her knees go weak watching her leave. Just her name from her lips made her want to jump her for God's sake. What was wrong with her hormones? She felt off-kilter for the rest of the day, a strange excitement a low hum the rest of the night. Evie. She thought she very well have met the girl of her dreams.
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Laughing, Evie felt her phone ring in her back pocket of her board shorts. She shoved Mel out of the way, pulling it out. Unknown number. She debated not answering it, then did. "Evie?" "Yah?" she said into the phone, sitting down on her board, the puck of wax in her other hand. "It's Alyssa." She felt a smile come to her face. "Hey. How are you?" she asked, unwrapping the wax. "I'm good. What are you up to?"
She straddled her board, phone in the crook of her neck as she watched a few of her friends race towards the water. "Just at the beach, you?" "I'm just visiting a friend on the Windward side," Alyssa said. She paused, "Where?" "Kailua," she responded as she began to wax her board. "Me too. You near the beach?" "Near Bellows?" Alyssa said and she could hear a kid in the background.
"I'm right up the road from you. Maybe..." she hesitated, looking out at her friends. "Maybe?" Alyssa asked on the other end. "You want to hang out since you are up here?" "Yeah?" Alyssa asked and she could hear the smile coming from the other end, making her glad she asked. "Yeah." "Okay, I'd love to." She gave her directions and then pressed end, putting the phone back in her pocket.
She waxed her board slowly, the sun bright. She had no idea why she had asked her to come. She knew her friends wouldn't mind, although they might think it a little weird that she had invited a Haole none of them knew to hang out and their weekly gathering. Oh well.
Her mind went back to the conversation she and Alyssa had when she had run into her on campus. She was majoring in sports psychology, played soccer, and hit on her. Potent combinations. She loved people that were motivated. Playing sports at the collegiate level was not easy, and neither was her major. She was also outspoken, and she found it intriguing.
Standing a few feet from her, she had found that she was even prettier than she thought when she first met her. She was the kind of girl you saw in magazines or on the TV growing up, symbolizing the All-American California girl. Blonde, blue eyes, skin tan from the sun, big smile, outgoing personality.
It was never something that captured her attention, made her look twice. But seeing it in person, being so close to her that she could smell the fruity shampoo she had used and held her hand in hers, the skin so soft under her fingers, well...that was something else entirely. It was though she had stepped out of the magazine and was standing right in front of her, very real.
Maybe she was just curious. Was it wrong to be interested in learning more about someone because they were so different? She didn't want to lead her on. She wasn't sure how she felt about her in any sort of other way than friendship. Even though they flirted lightly, it didn't mean anything, could've been just friendly banter.
She supposed if the time came for it to be confronted, then she would have to do it. Right now, it wasn't anything other than a possible start of a friendship. She genuinely liked her, even though she didn't know her well. She seemed like she would be fun to be around. The whole idea of being friends with her surprised her. It wasn't often that people were invited into their circle.
Mel came towards her, grabbing a towel, Audrey smacking her lightly with her own in passing. "Howzzit?" Mel asked, sitting down next to her. Shani and Leah were walking towards them from the car, a cooler and grill in tow. She got up to help them. "I invited someone out here, is that okay?" she asked, grabbing the cooler from Shani. "Yeah? Anyone we know?" Audrey asked. Evie shook her head, "No, a Haole girl from school."
Audrey looked at her oddly, "Who?" "Just a girl. You don't know her." Leah grinned, "Is there something you aren't telling us sis?" They all laughed. "No, Evie don't like them Haole girls, don't you know?" Mel shook her head, "I don't know why. They are pretty...crazy...in bed." Audrey laughed, pulling her towel around her, "Yeah, crazy is the word."
Evie smiled to herself, finishing with her board just as a car pulled up. They all looked towards it, watching as Alyssa got out of the car, wearing a bikini top and shorts, pulling a bag out of the backseat. "Ooooh. I think you ARE hiding something from us," Leah said whistling and Shani and Mel hooted, looking at her. Evie felt her cheeks stain as she stood, "Shut it now. Be nice or else. She's just a friend. Don't want her running away from YOU crazy folk yah?" "Okay, okay.." Leah said as she walked towards Alyssa.
She made herself not stare at her bare stomach and smooth legs. She was in shape and looked good in that bikini top, her breasts looking perfect in the cups holding them up. Damn her friends for putting thoughts into her head. "Hey you," Evie smiled, reaching her. "Hi," Alyssa smiled shyly, a small dimple she hadn't noticed before appearing in her cheek. Cute. They hugged lightly and she took her bag from her.
"Have a good day so far?" she asked, slinging it over her shoulder as they walked together. "Awesome. It's such a gorgeous day out. You surf already?" Evie shook her head, "Was just about to. You know how to surf?" Alyssa shook her head, "I've only tried a few times and I barely made it up."
Evie smiled, "Well, that's pretty good actually. Maybe you want to come out with me?" "I..don't have a board?" she said timidly. Evie laughed, "No, I meant come out with me. On my board. My friends are a little weird about giving theirs up." Alyssa smiled, "I wouldn't give them up to me either." They both grinned at one another, finally reaching the rest of the group who had set up closer to the tree for shade.
"Hey. This is Alyssa everyone. Alyssa, this is Mel, Shani, Leah...and that's Audrey over there trying to get the grill going." "Trying is really the word..hey Alyssa, nice to meet you," Mel smiled. Shani, Leah and Audrey all said hello, Audrey waving from her crouch. "You need help?" Alyssa asked her, walking her way. "My saviour," Audrey smiled, all of them laughing.
They all sat around having a beer, the grill finally going and then Evie picked up her board. "Anyone going out?" Everyone shook their heads, enjoying their beers. Evie looked at Alyssa who set her beer down, looking up at her. "You sure?" she asked her. "C'mon, we'll see what you learned from the first two times you tried." Alyssa smiled and stood up coming with her.
She tucked the board under her arm as they walked to the water. She put the board in, then patted it. "Get on...close to the front. I'll get us out there a little ways." Alyssa got on the board and she got on behind her, paddling them further out. She sat up behind her, looking out at the waves. They were a bit too big for a beginner and she didn't want Alyssa to get hurt. She turned the board. Nothing. "We're going to have to wait for a little, yah?" she asked her.
Alyssa turned herself so that they were facing one another and nodded. "Thanks for bringing me out. I never got to do any surfing in Arizona." Evie smiled, "So that's where you're from?" Alyssa nodded. "Pretty there?" Alyssa smiled, "Gorgeous. Canyons...sunsets...I miss it." Evie nodded, "I know I miss it when I leave." "Where on the mainland have you been?" Evie looked up thinking. "California and Washington." "West Coast," Alyssa nodded.
Their legs touched, the waves getting closer. The sun made Alyssa's skin look darker, the water running in small streams across her neck and shoulders. She felt that strange sensation in her stomach again looking at her and she shook it off. "Ready for a little action?" Evie asked, her eyes going over her shoulder to the coming waves." "Crap, okay...just promise to save me if I start to drown." Evie grinned, lightly patting her thigh as she turned, "You got it baby. Let's rock and roll."
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Alyssa groaned, rolling over slowly in her bed. She was sore. Surfing was no joke. She used muscles she never knew she had and forgot the last few times she had tried she had felt the same way afterwards. Even though she was in shape, her body protested to her moving whatsover. No wonder Evie had such a gorgeous body.
Shani had ended up letting her used her board and her and Evie had stayed in the water for a while. Watching Evie surf was incredible. It seemed effortless and incredibly sexy. A few beers helped bolster her confidence later in the afternoon and finally she had gotten and stayed up the last few times she tried to although she bit it hard, causing Evie to laugh almost uncontrollably at her. That beautiful smile making her laugh too even though it hurt.
She loved hanging out with her and her friends. They were all sweet to her and she knew it was probably uncommon for a white girl to hang out with them. To their credit, they hadn't treated her strangely or talked behind her back while she was there which she found some groups of girls liked to do, and it made her relax around them.
A few times they had started talking in thicker accents, incorporating pidgin and Hawaiian words, and she had just listened, wondering at being in the states, and yet not being able to understand them. She spoke Spanish fairly fluently, having grown up around a fair amount of Mexicans in Arizona but this was different. She found herself being drawn to it.
She had stayed at their invitation, eating a early dinner with them before heading back to campus for a night class, Evie walking her to her car. She wanted to kiss her so bad it made her teeth ache, but she hadn't, unsure of if there was something transpiring between them or not. A few times she would catch Evie looking at her, but she didn't outwardly flirt with her, didn't touch her in a sexual manner, so it was hard for her to read any signs. Evie seemed genuine, but maybe not interested, although she did sense curiosity.
She really wanted Evie to see her as more than a friend, but she didn't want to scare her away if it wasn't what she intended by having her come out to meet her. She would take having her over a friend than not being able to see her at all. So they hugged at the car for a long moment, Evie's strong body feeling so good against hers. When they pulled away, she had cupped her face lightly, their eyes meeting, and then got in her car and left. That night when she had fallen asleep, all she saw were those hazel eyes looking back at her.
She forced herself out of bed, grumbling at her alarm clock and hit it harder then necessary. She took a long hot shower and dressed gingerly, her body protesting even the slightest bend at the waist. She heard her phone vibrate and she picked it up. A text from Evie? She felt her heart speed up. *How are you feeling today?* She laughed out loud. *Bastard* she texted back, walking through the house to the kitchen.
Her phone vibrated again. *A little sore are we?* She smiled, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge, her eyes on the clock on the wall. *Very. You worked me out.* She wished she had worked her out in other ways but that was neither here nor there. *Wimp* her text chimed back. Her eyes widened, her grin getting bigger. *Why don't you come to see my game tonight? Then you won't think so loser.*
Her phone remained silent as she made her way to her car. She sighed, starting the engine, throwing her bag in the back. Her phone buzzed and she looked down at it. *What time?* she felt a smile come to her face. *6pm* she sent, driving towards school. *Okay, will try to make it.* She felt butterflies. Yeah, she had a crush, that was for sure. She hoped she would show. She missed her already and it had only been a day.
Midway through the game, she saw her walking down the steps to sit in one of the bleacher seats. She wiped the sweat off her face with her sleeve and tried to concentrate, running towards the forward trying to pass her. A few moments later, Evie was forgotten as she felt the buzz of playing the sport she loved so much running through her.
She made a few good plays, had a few great assists. Tied, they went into overtime and she felt the adrenaline pumping through her as she made the field goal from thirty feet away, sealing their victory. Sweet. They trotted off the field, her teammates razzing her, all of them shoving one another. Another top twenty team bites the dust she smiled to herself.
She reached her bag and grabbed her towel, wiping her face and neck and then remembered that Evie was here. She looked up into the stands and didn't see her in the bleachers anymore. Well, it was a long game. She pulled her bag over her shoulder and took out her phone. No text.
She felt disappointment, putting it back in her bag and started to make her way towards the locker when she saw her. She was standing near the tunnel, her shoulder leaning against the cement waiting for her. She gave her a big smile and she felt her heart melt. God she was so adorable.
She approached her and Evie pushed off the wall. She was wearing a worn tshirt and baggy jeans, flip flops on her feet. The quintessential island girl, and it suited her well. "Hi," Evie said, as the stopped within a few feet of one another. "Thanks for coming," Alyssa smiled, tugging lightly on her shirt. "Of course. You had a great game, ass kicker."
They both laughed, "Naw, it's a team sport." "Well, they're lucky to have you. You're very good." Alyssa felt herself blush and Evie grinned, "Shy?" Alyssa let out a breath, "You make me feel like..." They were both silent, Evie watching her. "Like what?" Evie asked. "Like a little girl." Evie raised her eyebrows, "You are." Alyssa shoved her hard as they walked to the parking lot. "I am not." Evie put her hands up in submission as they made it to her car, "Okay. You are pretty girly though."
Alyssa dropped her bag, opening her trunk. "What's wrong with being girly?" Evie shook her head, "Nothing," but she had a twinkle in her eye. "Hey Lyss. Good game," said her teammate, Jaleen. "Thanks babe," she smiled at her. Jaleen looked at Evie, raising her head in greeting. Evie nodded at her, not saying anything. She put her bag in her trunk, shutting it. "What was that?" Alyssa asked, unlocking her door. "What?" Evie asked, her eyes leaving the back of the girl to her. "Do you know her?" Evie shrugged, "We've met."
Jaleen was local, and gay to boot. She had hit on her a few times, but she had never been interested. She was too cocky, thought she was God's gift. She preferred a little more subtlety, and a little less husky quite honestly. "She's a cool girl..just a little...forward." Evie looked at her as she opened her car door. "She hits on you?" Evie asked, studying her.
Alyssa smiled, "I am kinda cute, I'm told." Evie smiled but didn't say anything in response. Well, that was a bummer. She chewed on her lip, feeling unsure as she held onto the car door. "Do you maybe want to grab a bite to eat? I'm starving," Evie said. Alyssa nodded, "Me too. Sure. I need to take a shower though, I stink. I'm just up the road. Do you want to come over for a minute?" Evie shrugged, "Sure." "I promise I won't be long."
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Evie peered at the pictures in frames on the table as Alyssa took a shower, the sound of the water running causing her to look towards her bedroom. The door was slightly open and she could see her clothes on the floor. She sighed.
She didn't know why she felt like an idiot around her. She was really a cool girl. She liked hanging out with her a lot. She was smart, funny as hell, and she was really laid-back. There was this slight pull towards her as well, like a magnet, and she wasn't sure if it was entirely unwanted. She hadn't been surprised by someone in a long time.
She knew there were questions in Alyssa's eyes. When Alyssa made the comment about Jaleen, she felt some sort of heat light up her neck. Jaleen was a player. She knew her well. Had grown up in the same neighborhood. Their mothers knew one another. She had run into her at a few get-togethers and clubs. She supposed Jaleen considered her competition. They both liked the same type of girls, the taller more feminine ones. They had actually slept with the same girl more than once, which she found out only later. She wondered if it meant she needed to be more discriminate.
Jaleen was hitting on Alyssa. But Alyssa hadn't been with her. Somehow that made her feel better. Not that she was outwardly showing Alyssa any sort of attention like Jaleen was. When Alyssa had said she was told she was cute, she wanted to tell her she was, but somehow felt her tongue get stuck on the roof of her mouth. She still felt unsure about how she felt about her. She was drawn to her but she wasn't sure if it was because she was so different or if it was something else.
She knew Alyssa felt unsure around her. Knew Alyssa liked her. Was she attracted to her? She supposed she was but she thought maybe it was less sexual than something else. She had lived her life hardly giving Haole's a second glance when it came to having them beneath the sheets with her. So having her eyes opened all of the sudden to even a possibility left her feeling confused.
She heard the bathroom door open and realized she could see her as she got out of the shower, a full length mirror standing opposite her in the bedroom. She felt her throat close, her eyes riveted to the mirror. She was naked, her hand going to the towel that hung on the rack next to her. Fuck. She felt her mouth water slightly and she turned, walking to the sliding glass door or her lanai, not wanting to look like a peeping Tom.
Holy shit. Had it been that long since she had seen a naked woman? Her body was...perfect. The light skin showing slight tan lines where she had been out in the sun. Not an ounce of fat, graceful and lean, but not thin. Her breasts. Damn. Full but high.
She rubbed her eyes, looking at the night sky. And that small strip between her legs? She was used to seeing dark hair there, or none at all. The blond trail leading to the apex between her legs. Double damn. What was wrong with her? Seeing her naked had definitely left her feeling even more confused.
A few minutes later, she heard the sliding door open and Alyssa came outside, sitting on the chair next to her. She smiled weakly at her, seeing she had put on jeans and a shirt, her wet hair up in a ponytail. "Where do you want to eat? Or do you want me to make us something?" "You cook?" Evie asked. "Of course I cook. You don't?" Evie shook her head. "Well, I do, but not well. If you like rice and beans, I'm your girl." Alyssa laughed, "Well, I can make something instead if you want? Maybe some pasta or something?" Evie hadn't eaten in for awhile. She nodded, "That would be cool." Alyssa tilted her head and she got up, following her inside.
Evie laughed, pushing back her plate. After the initial awkwardness of seeing her naked, she had slowly let the tension leave her as they chatted like old friends, talking about their childhoods and antics they used to play on friends when they were growing up. She found Alyssa was a practical jokester like herself and she had her holding her side a few times as she recounted some pretty funny stories.
She found that she could actually relax with her like she did with her close friends. It was impossible not to like her she was so real. A few times Alyssa had to ask her what a certain slang term meant that she used, and she found it kind of cute. They sat outside for awhile having a beer before she had to go, promising to help her dad with a project in the house.