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Never Saw It Coming

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“We really have to stop doing this.” Sutton whispers, through a gravely voice, to herself more so than to the woman lying next to her. “We should stop but we don’t have to stop, which is why we haven’t stopped.” Kat muffled into the pillow they share, as she turned her naked body more into Sutton’s side. “If this is about Jane-“ “It’s not, I mean, it is but it’s not...it’s about us. Like what does this actually mean?”

Kat stiffens. Sutton inhales. The reality of them washes over the moment again. They’ve had some variation of this conversation a few nights a week, for the last two months, after every reckless round.

“You just put me in a corner. If we walk away from this, we’re just lying to ourselves. If I don’t want to do that then that’s saying what? That I don’t value our friendship!?” Kat sits up, frustrated.

“No, Kat -did you put friendship in quotes?- why are you acting like this is all on you? I’m not putting this on you, I obviously have very willingly participated in this…whatever this is, I’m just saying that it complicates things.” Sutton runs her hand up and down Kat’s back as she contemplates. The action would be innocent enough -comforting, as it was meant to be- except they’re naked and it’s stirring more sensual feelings in the other woman. Kat pushes away flashes of images of mere moments ago to focus on the subject at hand.

“I guess what’s hard for me is understanding how my feelings have changed. I love you. I love Jane, too. Now, I’m attracted to you and-and over the last few months, we’ve gotten closer and um..I-I…” Kat stutters, uncharacteristically. Sutton allows a soft smile. Kat isn’t used to being so open about her feelings. It’s a feature Adena unlocked. Adena… her smile fades. She should return Kat’s openness. She should be honest. She should just tell Kat that she’s falling in love with her. But what could she offer her that Adena didn’t? What could they have that wasn’t already built with someone else and destroyed?

She wonders if Kat has the same insecurities about her relationship with Richard. “Listen, come here.” Sutton beckons as Kat comes back to her, physically and mentally. Their limbs intertwine on their own accord. “I’m sorry. We don’t have to talk about this tonight. We won’t figure it out in one night.” She sighs into Kat’s soft curls as she cuddles her from behind. “Yeah, but you’re right, it is something we need to figure out, soon, before Jane gets back.”, Kat yawns out.

“She’s gonna lose her shit. I think ultimately I’m afraid I’ll have to make a choice between having you like this or our friendship with our Tiny Jane”

“Hey, hey, not tonight, remember” Kat pleads, eyes falling shut. “We still have three days before Hurricane Sloan blows this away.”

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Jane knew she should’ve gotten her spare key back from Ben and put it back under the mat. She lost her purse at the airport and will have about twenty problems to deal with tomorrow because of that. Knock. Knock. It’s three o’clock in the morning, she doesn’t want to knock much harder. Sutton probably fell asleep to an ASMR podcast anyway.

She drags her suitcase away, frowning at the long scratch noise it leaves along her path. She resolves to just crash at Kat’s place. Even if Kat doesn’t let her in, the couch in the lobby is more comfortable than her own bed, it’ll do, she decides.

One slow, long, uber ride later, she arrives at Kat’s building. She eyes the lobby couch longingly before heading to the elevators.

She knocks softly a few times but remembers Kat has neighbors, too, neighbors who pay even more than hers does to not be awaken in the middle of the night. She really has to work on not feeling so guilty, about everything, so easily. Not tonight, though, she thinks as she lowers her hand. She tries the handle just in case Kat’s rich-kid-in-the-big-city brand of carelessness that leads her to leave doors unlocked could benefit her tonight, and it does!

She tip toes into the loft and regrets it immediately as she hears soft voices come from Kat’s bed. She makes a move to back out but she recognizes that other voice all too well:

“She’s gonna lose her shit. I think ultimately I’m afraid I’ll have to make a choice between having you like this or our friendship with our Tiny Jane”

“Hey, hey, not tonight, remember” Kat pleads, eyes falling shut. “We still have three days before Hurricane Sloan blows this away.”

“Wha-what the hell?!" Jane half whispers, half screams out. Jane’s suitcase falls. Her face falls. Her heart picks up. Her mind is reeling. She really should’ve taken that spare key back.