Dawn Of Change
"Shawn, I don’t want you to leave." "I can’t stay, Susan. If I stay . . ." "I want you," Susan whispered. "I can’t fight this anymore. I don’t want to fight this." Shawn didn’t answer. There was no need to. She pulled Susan into her arms, their bodies pressing together intimately. Neither cared who was watching.  Susan pulled away first, her lips barely avoiding Shawn’s. "Don’t go. Please?" "I’m scared," Shawn admitted. "You’re scared? I’m the one fumbling around in the dark here." "I don’t want . . . I don’t want to lose what we’ve got, Susan. I’ve never had anybody . . . a friend . . . like you. If we stop this now, if we forget about what happened . . ." "Don’t you dare." Her voice was but a whisper. "Don’t you dare come into my life, make me feel like this about you, make me want you . . . and then say forget about it. Don’t you dare do that to me." "I didn’t want this, Susan. I wanted a friend," Shawn insisted. "You’ve got a friend." Susan gripped Shawn’s arms tightly, her blue eyes penetrating. "But when I close my eyes at night, it’s you I see, you I want. I imagine your hands on me. I imagine touching you that way," she whispered.   "Don’t do this to me." Shawn’s voice was ragged, husky with desire. "I never thought I’d be begging another woman to make love to me," Susan murmured. She finally let go of Shawn’s arms. "Run from this, then," she told her. "I’m the one that should be running, you know. I should be scared shitless, but all I can think about is being with you."Shawn shook her head, fighting with herself for what she wanted to say, what she wanted to do. Susan had no idea what she was asking. She had no idea how much her life would change. But Shawn knew. And she also knew that Susan would hate her eventually. Everything in her life would change and it would be all Shawn’s fault. There would be no going back. But those eyes. Shawn looked into them and she very nearly gave in. To hell with it, she wanted to say. Just take what she’s offering you. You want it, you know that. You’ve wanted it for so long now. The war raged within her, until Susan finally turned away. "Goodbye, Shawn. Come up when you’re ready to talk." Shawn could barely take a breath, but she slammed the truck door with finality. It was best this way. They were friends. That was enough