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“We’re not alone”
Nicole’s eyes widened with panic as she jerked herself up from the kiss. She had regained focus but was still holding the back of Waverly’s neck as she whispered,
“Nedley’s back”
Waverly’s hands had been gripping and pawing at Nicole’s hips and waist, pulling the weight of her closer, but she too froze now , feeling Nicole’s whisper against her lips. The emboldened first kiss that had taken the Officer off guard, had taken them both to the sofa where they now lay stiff in shock together for the briefest moment, before pushing their way off the couch. The two women adjusted their clothes and hurriedly fumbled across to opposite sides of the office.
Until now their encounters had been filled with awkward moments that in hindsight Waverly had always known to be something more. The air between them had always felt heavy with questions and a growing desire for answers. The excited, restless feeling had been consuming Waverly for weeks. Nicole Haught made her question her identity, which for Waverly Earp was both exhilarating and displacing. For years she had longed for adventure and freedom but what she yearned for now, would take Waverly far deeper and further than she could have imagined.
The courage that brought Waverly to Nedley’s office that day, the surge that lifted her towards Nicole’s mouth, that took control of the situation, was now under threat as Nedley trudged his way towards the closed office door.
“Haught? You in here?” The women shifted awkwardly. He entered the room with a grunt and splutter and wondering why he couldn’t find Officer Haught holding down the fought.
“I was… just… helping Waverly Earp…” She looks over at Waverly but Waverly doesn’t meet her gaze. Waverly is looking at the floor, at Nedley, anywhere but at Nicole.
“She’s come by looking for some support after a rough night at Shorty’s”, Nicole says confidently, still hoping to catch Waverly’s eyeline.
Nedley looks impressed and luckily buys every word.
“Good to hear you can rely on us Ms. Earp, though I’d appreciate you using the interview room next door Officer Haught. My office isn’t some kind of counselling room”, he utters as he makes his way behind his desk to slump in his chair.
Nicole hopes he doesn’t sense the heat between them, and makes her way over to open the door wide, indicating to Waverly that they should exit. Waverly walks fast through the door, brushing past Nicole and out of the building, leaving her with the unsettling feeling that her bold admirer had already begun to have regrets.