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L is for love
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Category:
G through L › L Word
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
5,586
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own L Word, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Confession
A slightly shaken Bette returned to the table to face the enquiring looks of Dana and Shane.
“Where’s Tina?” she asked.
“She came to the bar to tell you to leave off Alice’s tequila,” explained a confused Dana, “and then she ran out. We just figured you two had had a bust up or something.”
Bette’s eyes widened in realisation and horror “No! How long ago did she leave?”
“I dunno,” Shane shrugged, “what’s up with you two anyway?”
“I’ve gotta go” Bette grabbed her coat and ran out, almost colliding with an attractive woman coming in through the door.
“What the hell’s going on?” wondered Dana.
“I dunno, but I’ll be back in a minute” Shane got up and moved towards the girl who’d just come in.
Dana sat alone watching Shane making her move on the newest addition to the bar. Shane, the stud. Shane, who always got the girls. She knew it was wrong, but Dana couldn’t help but feel jealous. She wished she could have that confidence, could have all those girls falling over their feet to sleep with her. But this wasn’t anything new, Dana had always felt like this towards Shane. Tonight was different. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something didn’t feel quite the same. She watched as the girl smiled coyly, handing a piece of paper to Shane before walking off.
Shane returned to the table and Dana, and took a long swig of beer.
“She was…nice” Dana tried to sound enthusiastic.
“Not bad. I might call….if I don’t find something better”
Dana just laughed at the sheer audacity of her friend.
“What?” Shane was stifling a laugh herself.
“You’re such a heartbreaker, Shane”
“Well I have got a reputation to uphold” Shane took another sip from her beer.
Dana watched Shane intently. The way her lips shaped perfectly around the top of the beer bottle. The movement in her soft throat as the liquid slid down. The curve of her fingers as they almost caressed the bottle.
“Earth to Fairbanks” Shane was staring at her
“Sorry…I’m not quite with it” Dana looked away, embarrassed.
“Damn right you’re not. Maybe I should get us another round of drinks” suggested Shane as she got up and walked to the bar.
Get a grip, Dana thought to herself. This is Shane. Your friend Shane. It’s all well and good to be jealous of her, but wanting her? That’s a step too far. And besides, what would a stud like her want with a wallflower like you? Shane could have any woman in this bar. Forget that, in this city. The young ones who want to be whisked away and shown a good time. The older ones with a tonne of experience. Not the ones who sit in the corner pretending like they’re not there.
“Hey there good looking” Dana was brought back to earth by Shane leaning over to put a cold beer in front of her.
“Thanks” Dana clutched the bottle harder than she would normally as her heart started to beat faster at the thought of Shane’s body’s close proximity to hers.
“You really are away with the fairies, Dane” Shane said as she sat back down “Is anything up?”
“I’m fine” Dana insisted as she took a long sip of beer. “Really” she added in response to Shane’s questioning stare. All the while she failed to meet Shane’s eyes.
“I know you, Dana. I know something’s up”
“Just leave it, okay” Dana snapped, immediately regretting it.
“Jeez, no need to bite my head off”
“I’m sorry Shane” Dana placed her hand over Shane’s and then immediately withdrew it.
Shane looked at Dana, slightly bemused. Then a smile crept over her face.
“I know what it is, you got the hots for some girl, don’t you?” Dana still refused to make eye contact. “Come on Fairbanks, spill”
“You’re wrong, please just leave it”
This wasn’t happening. It was all Dana could do to bite her lip to stop herself from pouring her heart out to Shane. But what could would that do? It’d only make things awkward between them.
“Dana” Shane was staring at her now. Dana lifted her gaze to meet hers for a second, her eyes telling more than her mouth ever would. A moment later she turned away.
“Come on, let’s change the subject” Dana announced, taking a swig of beer.
Shane moved closer “Who is it, Dana? You can tell me”
“I can’t”
“Come on, who is it Dane?” Dana’s heart was racing. It was now or never. She paused before looking into Shane’s eyes. The word that came out was almost caught in her throat, a whisper that only Shane could hear.
“You”
“Where’s Tina?” she asked.
“She came to the bar to tell you to leave off Alice’s tequila,” explained a confused Dana, “and then she ran out. We just figured you two had had a bust up or something.”
Bette’s eyes widened in realisation and horror “No! How long ago did she leave?”
“I dunno,” Shane shrugged, “what’s up with you two anyway?”
“I’ve gotta go” Bette grabbed her coat and ran out, almost colliding with an attractive woman coming in through the door.
“What the hell’s going on?” wondered Dana.
“I dunno, but I’ll be back in a minute” Shane got up and moved towards the girl who’d just come in.
Dana sat alone watching Shane making her move on the newest addition to the bar. Shane, the stud. Shane, who always got the girls. She knew it was wrong, but Dana couldn’t help but feel jealous. She wished she could have that confidence, could have all those girls falling over their feet to sleep with her. But this wasn’t anything new, Dana had always felt like this towards Shane. Tonight was different. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something didn’t feel quite the same. She watched as the girl smiled coyly, handing a piece of paper to Shane before walking off.
Shane returned to the table and Dana, and took a long swig of beer.
“She was…nice” Dana tried to sound enthusiastic.
“Not bad. I might call….if I don’t find something better”
Dana just laughed at the sheer audacity of her friend.
“What?” Shane was stifling a laugh herself.
“You’re such a heartbreaker, Shane”
“Well I have got a reputation to uphold” Shane took another sip from her beer.
Dana watched Shane intently. The way her lips shaped perfectly around the top of the beer bottle. The movement in her soft throat as the liquid slid down. The curve of her fingers as they almost caressed the bottle.
“Earth to Fairbanks” Shane was staring at her
“Sorry…I’m not quite with it” Dana looked away, embarrassed.
“Damn right you’re not. Maybe I should get us another round of drinks” suggested Shane as she got up and walked to the bar.
Get a grip, Dana thought to herself. This is Shane. Your friend Shane. It’s all well and good to be jealous of her, but wanting her? That’s a step too far. And besides, what would a stud like her want with a wallflower like you? Shane could have any woman in this bar. Forget that, in this city. The young ones who want to be whisked away and shown a good time. The older ones with a tonne of experience. Not the ones who sit in the corner pretending like they’re not there.
“Hey there good looking” Dana was brought back to earth by Shane leaning over to put a cold beer in front of her.
“Thanks” Dana clutched the bottle harder than she would normally as her heart started to beat faster at the thought of Shane’s body’s close proximity to hers.
“You really are away with the fairies, Dane” Shane said as she sat back down “Is anything up?”
“I’m fine” Dana insisted as she took a long sip of beer. “Really” she added in response to Shane’s questioning stare. All the while she failed to meet Shane’s eyes.
“I know you, Dana. I know something’s up”
“Just leave it, okay” Dana snapped, immediately regretting it.
“Jeez, no need to bite my head off”
“I’m sorry Shane” Dana placed her hand over Shane’s and then immediately withdrew it.
Shane looked at Dana, slightly bemused. Then a smile crept over her face.
“I know what it is, you got the hots for some girl, don’t you?” Dana still refused to make eye contact. “Come on Fairbanks, spill”
“You’re wrong, please just leave it”
This wasn’t happening. It was all Dana could do to bite her lip to stop herself from pouring her heart out to Shane. But what could would that do? It’d only make things awkward between them.
“Dana” Shane was staring at her now. Dana lifted her gaze to meet hers for a second, her eyes telling more than her mouth ever would. A moment later she turned away.
“Come on, let’s change the subject” Dana announced, taking a swig of beer.
Shane moved closer “Who is it, Dana? You can tell me”
“I can’t”
“Come on, who is it Dane?” Dana’s heart was racing. It was now or never. She paused before looking into Shane’s eyes. The word that came out was almost caught in her throat, a whisper that only Shane could hear.
“You”