บททั้งหมดของ My Next Door Love: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 18

Hannah stared at the ceiling, the lingering heat of the near-kiss still burning in her cheeks. She expelled a shaky breath, the incident replaying in her mind. Almost. The thought echoed, a cruel reminder of what could have been. Her heart, a frantic drum against her ribs, mirrored the chaotic swirl of emotions within her. Grace's sudden retreat into the shower felt like a lifeline, a temporary reprieve from the electric tension that had crackled between them.Hannah slowly disentangled herself from the remnants of the evening, her mind racing. She shed her jacket, the fabric feeling foreign and cumbersome, and kicked off her worn-out shoes, the soft carpet a welcome comfort beneath her bare feet. Gathering her courage, she moved towards the bathroom door, the sound of running water a muffled counterpoint to her racing pulse.Taking a deep breath, she gently knocked, her knuckles rapping softly against the wood. "Grace?" she whispered, her voice barely audible above the splashing water

Hannah looked at Grace with continued lust in her eyes. And in an instant Grace knew that the best was yet to come that this was far from over. Grace’s body was still humming, her nerves singing a low, blissful song. Hannah’s kiss was slow, deep, a claiming that tasted of salt and spent pleasure. But as Hannah’s lips softened against hers, Grace felt something shift. The wildfire of submission that had consumed her wasn’t gone. It had transformed.Her hands, which had been limp against Hannah’s shoulders, tightened. She pulled Hannah closer, deepening the kiss herself. When she finally broke away, her eyes, still glazed with release, held a new kind of focus. A hungry, determined light.“Not yet,” Grace whispered, her voice raspy but firm. “You’re still wearing too much.”Hannah’s green eyes flashed, a mix of surprise and amusement. Her dominance had been absolute, but Grace wasn’t broken. She was… refueled. “You have plans?” Hannah murmured, a smirk touching her lips.Grace didn’t a

Hannah jumped into the hot springs in a cannonball style. "Honey, jump in!" Grace held her breath and jumped in. "Hannah that's hot!" She yelled.Hannah laughed. "Yes sweetheart that is the point of a hot spring." Grace scowled at her wife. "Hey a warning would of been nice."Hannah laughed and smiled. "I figured you would of known my love." "Well I guess I know for the future, if I am to follow you anywhere where water is involved to at least stick my foot in it first." Said Grace as she splashed her wife with water. Suddenly another voice was heard. "Well isn't this an odd surprise" Both Grace and Hannah turned around and looked up. The voice belonged to Hannah's ex Oliva. "Seriously? First the airport and now this?" Hannah scowled. "Are you stalking us or?" Grace added on. Oliva put her hands on her hips and frowned. "As a matter of fact I came here with some company and chose to do this. I am for a fact not following you." She then continued. "It's not like I haven't seen

The next morning Grace woke to the smell of fresh coffee being brewed and her wife standing at the counter. "Well good morning sleepy head." Hannah turned around and smiled at Grace. "Did you sleep well?"Grace nodded. "I did, in fact it's some of the best sleep i've had in a while. We need to invest in one of these beds." "Oh absolutely, It's so soft and cozy, I feel like I could just melt right into the bed." Hannah handed Grace a cup. "I figured you'd want some caffiene since we're going to be having a long day ahead of us."Grace accepted the coffee with eagerness. "Thank you baby." she then added. "I still catch myself staring at my wedding set and it still doesn't feel real." "I agree. I keep waking up and thinking that this is all a dream but it's not. And I am so glad you found me in that hallway." said Hannah. The way Hannah's eyes lit up as she spoke drew Grace in even more. It was like she was seeing little layers of her wife slowly peel away over time, and that she was