Page 36 of Flogging Faith
“That… that would be nice.” Faith blushed. “And we’ll see if we can stand each other after being stuck in a car together for over four hours.”
Bex laughed. “Oh, you’re definitely going to regret that when you hear my singing.” She grinned. “Gotta sing whilst driving.”
“It’s a plan,” said Faith.
Even so, Bex felt the loss of her when Faith left to go meet Mandi, and she realized that part of the reason she’d come here in the first place was to try and make some friends. To build a new kinky community for herself, and she still wanted that.
Getting dressed, she wandered down to the lobby, and almost bumped into Drake.
“Hey,” she said.
“Morning,” he said. “I see you managed to get all the paint off.”
That made her laugh. “It took a lot of body wash,” she admitted, “and a very long shower.”
“Sounds terrible,” he said, and grinned.
“Are you working security now?” she asked, “Only asking as I’ve got time to kill, and I’ve been so wrapped up in Faith that I haven’t actually had the chance to make many friends.”
“Sure,” he said. “Luna should be off duty as well; we can all grab a coffee together if you like?”
The three of them got takeaway cups from the café and went to go sit on the porch that spread across the front of the main building.
“This is the first time I’ve actually seen a lodge like this,” said Bex. “They always look so idyllic, but the UK’s pretty small so there’s rarely enough room for buildings like this. Especially in cities. Your state is fifty-five percent bigger than our entire country, so it stands to reason you have more space.”
“It’s cozy,” said Luna. “And the Ranch is always peaceful this time on a Sunday. The Littles aren’t wreaking havoc just yet, and it’s a Sunday so a lot of the ranch hands get to sleep in slightly later than usual. How’ve you found your stay?”
“Great,” said Bex. “Though it feels like a weekend isn’t nearly long enough. I imagine that Faith and I will be coming back to visit again pretty soon.”
“Together?” asked Drake, the large man leaning back on a swing seat.
“I hope so,” said Bex. “We’re going to try dating.” She paused and then added in a flurry, “I’m crazy about her and I don’t understand how. It’s not even been three days and I’d do anything for the woman.”
Luna reached out and squeezed her hand.
“And it’s not even like it’s just a dynamic thing. She holds me in her arms. She big spoons me! I’m the big spoon.”
“I’m glad,” said Luna. “It sounds like she’s really good for you. Sometimes we forget that Tops need looking after too.”
She looked at Drake then, who was swinging on the swing, and didn’t appear to notice. Bex looked down and hid a smile. “I guess so. It’s just different from anything I’ve had before, and it’s thrown me a bit.”
Drake stopped his swinging and looked at Bex. “Do you care about her?”
“Yes.” There wasn’t even the slightest hesitation in Bex’s response.
“Then you’ll be able to work it out. Just talk to each other, and keep having fun, and see where it goes. That’s all you can do sometimes.”
CHAPTER 23
Faith and Mandi were having lunch in the Italian restaurant. “Tay’s got the day off, and wanted to join us,” Mandi said. “Is that okay with you? I know you said you were keen to make more friends.”
Faith nodded. Tay had been a whirlwind of fun when she’d met them on Friday, and they’d clicked instantly.
They came and joined them when Faith and Mandi sat down, flouncing in wearing a leather vest and a floral skirt. “What do you think?” they asked, twirling on the spot.
Mandi rolled her eyes and waved at them to sit down, but Faith grinned. “It looks great; a fantastic blend of two different fabrics.”
“Of course, you’re an artist, aren’t you? Well, if you say it looks good, and you have an eye for art, then that practically makes me a fashionista!” They clambered onto one of the chairs, and sat, half on, half off.