Drew propped herself on one of her elbows and kissed Cammie's inner thigh before she grinned up at the brunette. "Mmm...at this rate, I'm going to end up staying the night...I hope you know that..." And as promising as that sounded, staying the night meant she was going to have to get up earlier than anyone ever should in order to beat anyone else coming out for work in the morning.
"Mmhmm." Cammie reached down for Drew, drawing her up and into a kiss. "I was hoping you might." Their nights kept getting longer and long, but as long as no one saw Drew leaving in the morning, that was perfectly fine with her.
"You're trying to kill me aren't you?" Drew settled next to her and kissed her neck lightly before rolling onto her back. "I was only running on five hours of sleep before, and now..." She shook her head and chuckled. And she loved every moment of it--the stress, the going every second, even when it was completely recreational.
"You've stumbled upon my evil plan." Cammie turned and wrapped her arms around Drew, tangling their legs together. "But you can go home and sleep if you like..." Cammie nuzzled against Drew's neck, trying to make sure that she wouldn't change her mind. "It isn't as if I'll be getting that much more sleep than you. I'm glad the winter recess is coming up soon."
"Mmhm...yeah I guess." Drew raked her fingers lazily through Cammie's hair and down her back. Her eyes were starting to close just a bit, but her body was certainly responding to Cammie's touches. "If you like that sort of thing..." Drew never quite knew what to do with herself during those types of things. It all just seemed too easy if there wasn't a workday looming.
"I do." Cammie was just lazily running her hand up and down Drew's sides without any real intent beyond falling asleep next to her. "You should come out to Wyoming while I'm there. I could show you the ranch, take you riding through the snow..."
At that, Drew laughed outright and shook her head. She knew there was absolutely no way that Cammie was serious. It took effort to get her to let her stay overnight; there was no way she was inviting Drew home. "Yeah, something tells me that you aren't talking about the metro either," she teased.
"I'm serious." Cammie smiled at the thought of actually getting to wake up next to Drew. "The house is huge... Well, it's huge for one person and there won't be anyone but my sister and her family for miles and miles." She closed her eyes and just pictured them in her bed, a fire going in the fireplace and mugs of hot coffee near by. "You wouldn't have to sneak off in the morning."
"Wait..." Drew sat up and turned so she could look down at Cammie, who seemed entirely too serene. She ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head in disbelief. "Are you... Cammie, are you out of your mind? I mean, really?" And then she scoffed. Teasing her that way just wasn't fair...even if she really had no desire to ever go to somewhere like Wyoming. "Come on, stop."
Cammie opened her eyes and looked up at Drew, suddenly worried that maybe she had asked too much too quickly. "Yeah, really." She shrugged, "but if you don't want to come, you don't have to." She knew she shouldn't have gotten her hopes up. Of course, Drew wouldn't want to spend the break out in the middle of nowhere with someone she was just having casual sex with. She would probably want to go back to New York.
"No, it's just that..." Drew shook her head in disbelief as she tried to wrap her head around it. "Let's face it, Camille, you are pretty far in the closet...like...past the furs and one foot into Narnia... I can't imagine how my going home with you for an extended period of time could be anything other than a disaster. As much as I'd love to spend the time with you in one of your, I'm sure, huge beds in B.F.E. Wyoming, I'm not going to pretend to be your friend for an entire winter break."
"How would you want me to introduce you? It isn't exactly like we're dating." Cammie pulled away from Drew and rolled over, pulling the covers up around her shoulders. "Just forget that I said anything."
"Cammie..." Drew ran her hands through her hair and looked up to the ceiling, as if the light fixtures could give her some kind of clue as to what the hell had just happened between them. This is why she didn't date...this is why she didn't sleep with closeted women more than once. "I just mean that it seems a little ridiculous to stick me in a guest room with a moose head or something when I'm going to be sleeping in your bed the whole time. I didn't think you liked to take risks like that."
"I live alone in a house in the middle of nowhere. I wouldn't have bothered to put you in the guest room." Cammie turned the light off. She just wanted to go to sleep.
Drew licked her lips, hesitating as she was torn between going and staying. Finally, she lay behind Cammie and tentatively wrapped her arms around her. "Hey...I'm sorry...I just..." She sighed softly and just let the silence fall.
With a sigh, Cammie pressed back into Drew's arms. "It's fine. Don't worry about it." It had been a stupid idea.
"Let me just...get back to you on it okay?" Drew squeezed her eyes shut, wondering why in the hell she was even considering it and not really wanting to explore the answer to that.
"Okay." Cammie already knew what her answer would be.
Drew sighed as she settled in, knowing the alarm was going to go off all too soon. She would think about it later, if she let herself think about it at all.