Lauren gave Carly’s chin a little shake. “It’s all gonna turn around. Just you wait. What did Alika say?”

The corners of Carly’s mouth tugged. “She said I have an audition for a film on Thursday.”

“What?” Lauren practically yelled, leaping off Carly’s lap and facing her. “And you’re just now saying so? Talk about burying the lede.”

Carly laughed and held up a hand. “I’m not going to get excited about it yet, but the director knows my work, and if he’s asking me to come in, it’s a good sign. He’s aware of what he’s getting, right? And still asking.”

“In my experience in the room with directors, yes, that’s been exactly the case. I think this bodes really well for you.” Lauren held out her hand, and Carly accepted it, standing.

“Where are we going?”

“We are going to your amazingly large kitchen where I’m going to cook us up some chicken carbonara while we sip wine and talk about our days.”

“I have no groceries.”

“Good thing I stopped at the store on my way home.”

Carly shook her head. “God, you’re good.”

“We’re not going to watch that video on your phone anymore because it’s stupid and not you. And if things go well in the kitchen, we might even fool around later. Who knows?”

Carly blinked. “That sounds like exactly the kind of night I need.”

Lauren kissed her hand. “I was hoping you’d think so.”

As Lauren tugged her into the house, Carly raised an eyebrow. “You really think my kitchen is big?”

“Do lesbians rent U-Hauls on Saturdays?”

“That big, huh?”

* * *

Lauren shifted in bed as the early morning sunlight tiptoed in. She blinked against it, slowly waking up. Her body felt heavy and wonderful and warm. God, what was happening to her? She grinned. Carly was happening to her. Carly softly tickled Lauren’s stomach, waiting patiently for permission. Lauren had discovered early on that Carly loved morning sex, and it hadn’t taken much to make her a believer, too. She turned her head and found Carly’s baby blues. She still had those wonderfully swollen lips, a sign that Lauren had spent the night kissing them. Her blond hair fell across the pillow, and her hand circled Lauren’s belly button. Carly raised an eyebrow. Lauren shook her head with a chuckle, knowing exactly the plans Carly had. Except Lauren had plans of her own.

“You’re sexy in the morning,” Carly said. Lauren pulled the sheet down from Carly’s chest for a more fulfilling view of her body. Carly followed her gaze down to her breasts and then back up again with a well, well look. Carly’s skin caressed by sunlight appeared so soft. Lauren wanted her.