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As the sun rose in the east over the lake, the beams entered through the bedroom window and draped across the two sleeping women still in a tangle of arms, legs and sheets. When the sun came to rest upon Mac's face, she started to stir and felt the weight of the sleeping woman upon her chest. She felt the tingle in her arm and shoulder that was draped under the blonde. Mac tried to slide out of the bed without waking the other woman but found it awkward with her arm asleep and the gear still strapped between her legs. Mac looked down at the cock she still wore and smiled at the memory of last night's activities. With each movement, she felt aching muscles that she hadn't even known she had before this morning.
Mac went into the bathroom, removed the gear strapped to her waist and stepped into the shower while rubbing her tingling arm and shoulder. The warm water helped to rejuvenate her and awaken her body. While she dried off, she thought about the woman still asleep in her bed. She smiled and couldn't wait to start the fun that was in store for them today.
"Hey come on sleepy head…wake up. Are you going to sleep all day? The sun is up and the lake is calling us."
Mac leaned over and brushed the golden locks back from Jammie's face. When she saw her start to stir, she bent down and kissed her on the brow.
"Good morning, sunshine."
"Aaaauuuuggh…oh shit, Morgan. Are you always this cheery in the morning?"
"Only when I have a beautiful woman in my bed."
Jammie groaned and put the pillow over her head. Mac walked back into the bathroom to start the water for Jammie's shower.
"I have the shower ready for you and coffee will be waiting when you get out."
Mac slapped the blond beauty on the bare butt and headed for the kitchen. Jammie rolled over, took a couple of deep breaths and then moved to get up.
"Ohhhh" she moaned and smiled as she thought of the sexual activities they had shared the night before that caused her muscles to be so sore.
Jammie strolled into the kitchen in a much better mood, having been revitalized by the hot shower. She wrapped her arms around her lover's waist and nuzzled her neck.
"Good morning darlin'. Is that coffee I smell? Oooo and bacon?"
Mac turned in Jammie's arms and kissed her lover on the lips, then replied with a drawl. "Yes ma'am we are gonna have a fine country breakfast this morning to replenish our strength for the fun-packed day we have before us. We'll be having fresh side bacon, cheese grits, sliced tomatoes and biscuits with some of my Aunt Edith's strawberry freezer jam."
"Yummy! Although I don't know what you mean by fresh side bacon and I have never had cheese grits. But I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!"
"Lord child. What did they feed you in Houston? I thought that was part of the South?"
Mac teasingly pinched Jammie and then turned her attention back to the bacon she was frying in the heavy cast iron skillet.
After they ate a breakfast that surprised them both on how much food they packed away, they donned their swimsuits and headed down to the dock. Morgan checked her Uncle's boat. It was a customized Webbcraft with a center console. Meanwhile, Jammie lathered up her fair skin with sunscreen.
"Okay, here we go for your first personalized tour of Grand Lake of the Cherokee. A lot of the land that the lake now covers was a valley that was originally part of my Mother's family's allotment in the Delaware district of the Cherokee Nation. However, most of the allotted land that the family still owns is in the Coo-wee-scoo-wee District just east of Vinita."
"Coo-wee-who-wee?"
"Coo-wee-scoo-wee…it was the Cherokee name for Chief John Ross. I suppose you have no idea who he is either, do you?"
"Sorry, I'm not really up on my Native American history, although it seems to be important to you and I would love to learn."
"Yeah it is important to me. I mean…I know I'm only one quarter Cherokee but I'm still very proud of my ancestors and want to honor their memory and customs."
"I do too, baby. After all, if it weren't for your ancestors, I wouldn't be here staring back at the most beautiful woman in all of Oklahoma."
Jammie gave Mac one of her most charming smiles, dazzling her with those beautiful white teeth that Mac loved having nibbling on her breasts. Fighting hard to take her mind away from Jammie's teeth grazing her nipple, she went back to regaling Jammie about the history of the lake, the area and her family's part in all of it.
"Morgan, this is a huge lake we've been running around for hours and we still haven't returned to where we started."
"Yeah, it is pretty good size. However, it is only the third largest lake in Oklahoma covering roughly 59,000 acres and somewhere around 1000 miles of shore line."
"So…way out here in the middle of the lake, no one is likely to see us?"
Jammie wrapped her arms around Mac standing at the center console of the boat.
"Well, they could see the boat but not us in it. Why?"
Jammie nuzzled the back of Mac's neck as she pinched her rock hard nipples.
"As I recall I fell asleep last night and didn't have time to take care of you, my love."
Mac's body began to flame as Jammie ran her hands over her breasts. Jammie's hands found their way under Mac's shirt and skimmed over her stomach causing it to flutter.
"Shut the boat down baby. I need you to give me your full attention to what I have planned."
Mac quickly turned off the motor and turned to claim Jammie's mouth in a breathless kiss. Jammie pulled Mac's t-shirt over her head with one move, leaving her upper body bare. She began lavishing her tongue over Mac's tight nipples. Jammie pulled Mac's shorts and jocks off, deeply breathing in the sexual aroma of her lover, causing herself to grow wet.
"Come on baby. Lay down here for me so I can taste you."
Mac lay naked in the bow of the boat while her fully dressed lover massaged her body. Jammie lowered her head and dipped her hot wet tongue into Mac's naval. She began kissing her way down the inside of Mac's thighs, still massaging her breasts and nipples with her hands. Mac felt as if her body was on fire. It needed to be quenched by Jammie's tongue.
Jammie ran her tongue down and across the bundle of nerves that throbbed, causing a quiver in Mac's thighs. Mac let out a groan from deep within, thrusting her hips toward her lover's mouth. Jammie ran her tongue along the slick folds, lapping the sweet juice that poured out.
"Turn over for me, baby. I want to see your sweet ass."
Jammie stepped back while Mac quickly rolled over onto her stomach, not sure what her lover had planned.
"Move up onto your knees baby so your ass is in the air."
Mac did as she was told, stealing a look over her shoulder at her lover.
"What a beautiful ass you have." Jammie placed her hands on Mac's butt, spreading her cheeks wide. She dipped her head and ran her tongue over the tight little aperture. She occasionally slid her tongue into Mac's hot center, drawing the nectar from below to the puckered opening.
Mac had never had anyone nuzzle her ass before and would occasionally jerk away from the probing tongue.
"Are you okay baby?"
Mac looked at her lover with hooded eyes. "Yes, it feels so good. I have never had anyone lick my ass before."
"This is just the beginning baby. You trust me, don't you Morgan?"
"Oh yes, just don't stop."
Jammie reached for the bag she brought with her onto the boat while she continued to massage Mac's ass with her free hand. She pulled out her little friend Mr. Wiggly and a tube of KY. Jammie liberally squirted the gel on Mac's ass, massaging it into the tight little hole with her fingers.
Mac started rocking back against Jammie's fingers, trying to force them deeper. Jammie coated Mr. Wiggly and ran him over Mac's ass. "Are you ready baby?"
Mac was in such a frenzy, she could only shake her head yes. Jammie started slowly sliding the tip of the cock into her lover's tight ass. "Breath slowly baby. It may hurt a little at first, but I promise you, it will be worth the pain."
Mac moaned as she felt the dildo enter her ass and wondered if she would be able to stretch enough to handle the cock. The pain slowly died away to a throbbing sensation, as she felt full of the cock.
"Do you want to just hold it there for a minute baby while you get used to the fullness?"
"No. Fuck my ass Jammie, fuck me hard."
Jammie started sliding the cock in and out while Mac slammed her ass back against Jammie's hand. Her pussy became so wet her juices ran down her thighs.
"Oh yes baby. Fuck me…fuck me until I cum hard."
"I'm gonna make you cum, Baby, but I need to taste you again. First, let me show you why my dildo is called Mr. Wiggly." She flipped a switch at the end of the cord attached to the cock. Mr. Wiggly began moving in a figure eight inside Mac's ass.
Mac sat straight up on her knees and leaned back into Jammie. "Yes, yes! Oh God that feels so fucking good. Fuck me, baby, fuck me."
"Straddle me, sugar, so I can taste your sweet pussy while Mr. Wiggly works on your ass."
Jammie lay down in the bow of the boat, keeping a hand on Mr. Wiggly, to make sure he didn't come out of her lover's sweet ass. Mac straddled Jammie's face, thrusting her pussy onto Jammie's waiting mouth. Jammie licked and thrust her tongue into Mac's hot center while flicking her thumb across Mac's clit. All the while Mr. Wiggly was doing his dance in Mac's ass.
Mac, feeling more excited than she had ever in her life, almost smothered Jammie, pressing her hot wet cunt into her face. "I'm going to cum, oh God baby! I… I… I…YES!" Mac screamed as her whole body trembled and shook. A tremendous orgasm flushed over her body.
So much cum rushed from Mac onto Jammie's face that she actually sputtered and gasped for air. The thought quickly went through Jammie's mind, Ponca City News headline: Petroleum Vice-President's daughter dies of drowning in her lesbian lover's cum. Mac slumped over and Mr. Wiggly slid out onto the floor of the boat.
Jammie looked over at her lover lying next to her as she licked cum from her face. She smiled as she realized her lover had fallen into a sated sleep.
Thirty minutes later, Mac awoke with a shit-eating grin on her face and looked into her lover's eyes. "That was amazing. I have never had an experience like that before."
"Just think, we've only just begun." They kissed deeply and then Mac got dressed as Jammie put Mr. Wiggly away.
"How about we head over to Ugly John's marina on Duck Creek and get some lunch. You caused me to work up quite an appetite. Plus, we really need to get some fuel for the boat. Ugly John makes the best burgers in the state, including cooked onions. Afterwards, the water should be warm enough for me to pull you around on skis."
"Great! After that big breakfast we had…I shouldn't admit this…but I am starved. You're going to think I'm a pig." They laughed comfortably together as Mac angled the boat towards the west shore.
"Hi, could you go ahead and fill both tanks? We are going up to the cafe for a couple of beers and burgers."
"Sure lady. You can pay for the gas up there with your food. Just tell them slip 22."
"Okay, slip 22. Thanks. Ready?" Mac reached for Jammie's hand.
"Lead on Ms. Christian."
They started up the walkway across the docks that led to the little café. It sat on the side of the hill and jutted out over the water.
"You are gonna love these bur…"
Suddenly Mac stopped short, causing Jammie to almost ram into the back of her. "What's wrong sugar?" Jammie asked, looking at Mac.
Standing in front of Mac was a beautiful woman with a mellow golden tan. Her hair was waist length and jet black. Her eyes were so brown they almost looked black. She had high cheekbones and a model's body. When the woman saw Mac, she broke out into a smile that was so radiant that Jammie found it hard not to stare.
"Morgan. What's wrong? Do you know her?" Jammie asked, bewildered by Mac's non-response to her.
Mac was suddenly aware of Jammie's voice and began to move again. She turned towards Jammie and motioned to the golden skinned woman. "This is Katlynn, Katlynn Radcliff."
Katlynn came forward, looked at Jammie, then turned and hugged Mac. Mac stiffened and backed away from her. Jammie watched her lover's actions and wondered what was up. She realized that Mac and Katlynn must have been lovers at one time. She moved possessively to Mac's side, wrapping her arm in Mac's and taking her hand in her own.
"Hi Katlynn. I'm Jammie, Jammie Lewis, Morgan's lover."
Jammie made the statement with as much confidence and protectiveness as a lioness with a cub, and then offered her hand to the beautiful woman.
Katlynn looked at the small blond clinging to Mac. Mac looked like she was going to break and run at any moment. With a bit of a smirk and totally ignoring Jammie's offered hand, she replied, "I see. Well Jammie, Morgan's lover. As she said, I am Katlynn. What Mac didn't say is I am her former lover."
As Katlynn turned to walk away she reached out and softly ran her fingers across Mac's abdomen. "Oh and Jammie, I plan to be again one day. Soon. Very soon."
Katlynn walked toward the café, sashaying her hips all the way. Mac turned but did not look directly at Jammie and said "I'm not really all that hungry. Mind if we just go on back to the cabin?"
Before Jammie could answer, Mac turned and walked back to the boat that was still being filled with gas. Jammie, standing on the pier with her mouth agape, couldn't believe how such a wonderful day had taken an abrupt turn. She finally closed her mouth and followed Mac back to the boat.
Back at the cabin, Mac went in and started the fire. She then went to the kitchen to make some grilled cheese sandwiches and soup. She put the soup and sandwiches on the table and sat down, staring blankly at the food in front of her. Jammie, who had been sitting on the couch the whole time trying to process what was going on, wondered where the confident lover she had this morning and gone. She stood and walked to the table when she saw Mac sit down.
"Morgan, are you going to talk to me? Why do you seem so upset? What hold does that woman have over you?"
Mac looked at Jammie and her eyes filled with tears. "I didn't realize how strong my feelings were for her still until I saw her again. It has been a year and I thought I was over her, but now…"
Jammie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Mac admitting to still having feelings for another woman? "But…but what Morgan? What are you telling me?"
"You have to understand Jammie. Katlynn was my first. We met at a our tribal summer camp when we were 14 years old. After camp we didn't get to see each other often except at tribal events because we lived so far apart. We both became really involved in the tribe so that our parents would let us go to the events. We wrote each other every week. When we were old enough for college, we both went to Oklahoma State and arranged to be roommates. After college we moved together to Ponca City because I was able to get a good job with Mid-Con Oil. Then a year ago she said she felt like she had never really experienced life and moved out. She not only moved out…she moved to Los Angeles. Jammie, we had been together in some form for 13 years. Then she was just gone. I never heard from her again until today."
"I don't understand how you can be saying you have feelings for her after what she did to you and after the love you professed to have for me!"
"I don't know, Jammie. All I can say is I do love you but I still feel strong emotions for Katlynn too."
Jammie's eyes filled with tears as she jumped up and ran out the door. Mac stood to follow her but decided it might be best if she just let her cry herself out. Mac felt a lot like the day her Momma died. She was lost, scared and totally alone. She didn't know what to do and wanted to talk to her Momma so badly that she decided to drive out to the old family cemetery.
As Mac got in the Jeep, she realized she didn't see Jammie anywhere. She debated if she should find the younger woman to tell her where she was going, but thought selfishly Jammie was the one that ran out without a word, so be it. With that, Mac stepped on the gas, throwing gravel and dust, as she sped out of the drive.
Jammie was walking along the bank of the lake thinking about everything Mac had said to her about Katlynn. She thought about how wonderful things had been between her and Mac and how many intimacies they had shared before the dark haired beauty stepped out onto the pier. Jammie then thought of the last thing Mac had said to her before she could take no more and left the cabin. Mac had said, " Jammie, all I can say is I do love you." She smiled to herself and decided she would forget about the last part where Mac said " But I still feel strong emotions for Katlynn too."
"Okay, so you love me. That's all I need to know and I'm going to make sure you don't forget that you love me and not HER". Jammie turned to go back to the cabin to remind her lover of their shared passion when she heard the Jeep pull out of the drive.
"Wait Morgan!" She cried, but Mac couldn't hear her over the sound of the Jeep and the torment going on inside her own head.
CHAPTER 5
Mac got out of her Jeep and walked up the little hill of her family's cemetery to her parent's grave. She looked down on the marble cover with the inscription Mildred A. Christian Beloved Wife and Mother. Morgan collapsed on it and sobbed with body wrenching tears that shook her violently causing the birds to take flight in the nearby tree.
"Momma what should I do?"
Mac sobbed until she had no tears left to cry. She felt that she might be sick. She turned and sat still looking out over the cemetery at the many graves filled with members of her mother's family. She thought about the many generations and the love that the family gave and took. She thought about her parents, their lives and love they shared.
She found herself thinking about Jammie and how in the short period of time she had known Jammie that she felt such a strong bond and love for her. Mac forced her mind to turn towards thoughts of Katlynn and what they had meant to one another. In a moment of clarity, Mac knew what she needed to do. She stood up and looked back down at the graves of her parents.
"I love you, Momma and Daddy, and miss you so much. I want to experience a love as great and lasting as yours and there is only one woman who can give that to me. If I haven't blown it, she will be waiting for me back at Uncle Jake's cabin. I know you both would love Jammie she is nothing like Katlynn, who you never really cared for. I miss you both but I need to get back to my love, to my life and let her know she is the only one for me now and for always." Mac kissed her hand and gently touched both covers. She turned and quickly walked back to her jeep.
On the drive back to the Lake Mac thought repeatedly what am I going to say to Jammie? How will I assure her that she is the one I love, the only one for me? How can I make her understand Katlynn is in my past? It was only the shock of seeing Katlynn so unexpectedly that caused me to behave the way I did.
Mac continued to question herself. What if Jammie hasn't gone back to the cabin? Surely she has, where else could she have gone? She didn't have a car and the taxi from Grove or Vinita won't drive out as far as the cabin. Jammie will be there waiting for me to explain myself. Mac finally reasoned and pressed on the gas pedal, anxious to get back to her lover. She wanted to get back to the light of her life and profess her undying love. She would show Jammie with her body how much she truly loved the younger woman.
When Mac pulled into the drive of the cabin she saw a familiar black Benz sitting there. Whose car is it? She knew she had seen it before but was having trouble placing it. As Mac turned off her Jeep, she saw Jammie step through the door of the cabin, followed closely behind by Marcus Lewis carrying her suitcase. Oh shit thought Mac, what is he doing here? Where are they going? Mac quickly got out of the Jeep and rushed over to Jammie who was about to get into her Father's car.
"Jammie stop. Where are you going? What is your Father doing here?"
Mac saw Marcus Lewis put his daughter's suitcases in the trunk of his car.
Jammie, with tear stained cheeks and red-rimmed eyes, looked up at Mac "Why Morgan? I loved you, but you just left me."
Mac stood there looking down at Jammie "I didn't leave you. Well yeah, I drove off but that was just so I could think. Jammie I came back to tell you…"
Marcus Lewis came up beside her and placed his hand on Mac's shoulder, interrupting her. "Mac I don't know what is going on here. My daughter calls me sobbing and wants me to come immediately to get her and now she isn't telling me a thing. Can you explain why I have just driven three hours to find her in tears?"
Like a deer caught in headlights, Mac stared at Jammie's father. "I…uh…we had a…we had a misunderstanding. I was just trying to clear it up to explain something to Jammie. To tell her I'm sorry. You really didn't need to make the drive Mr. Lewis. It is all just a misunderstanding, really."
While Jamie sat in the car, Mac looked at her eyes pleading with Jamie to give her a chance to explain.
"Well Mac, tell us what the misunderstanding was all about and we'll try and get this cleared up."
At that moment, an old beat up Chevy pick-up pulled into the drive and a beautiful Native American woman stepped out. Katlynn looked towards the Benz and everyone standing there. She smiled radiantly and calls out "Hello."
All eyes turn her way and Jammie says immediately "Daddy let's go. Let's go now before I am sick."
Marcus couldn't help but wonder what was going on and what this beautiful woman had to do with it Marcus looked at his daughter and then at Mac. "Mac you were about to tell me what the misunderstanding was."
Fear quickly crossed Mac's face as Jammie jumped up out of the car. "Daddy, I said let's go, now! Get in the car and take me home! I do not want to talk about this any further!"
Marcus Lewis was shocked by his daughter's outburst. Never had she raised her voice to him before or spoken so disrespectfully. He again looked at his daughter and then Mac before he turned to climb into the car. As Marcus went around the end of the car he looked over at the golden beauty leaning against the old truck and noticed what he thought was smirk on her face. He was sure she had something to do with why his daughter was so upset, but what? What the hell is going on? He wondered. Marcus wasn't used to being left in the dark.
Mac stood there watching the Benz disappear down the road. She couldn't believe what had happened and didn't know what to do about it. She felt tears welling in her eyes and heaviness in her chest causing her to choke out a breath. Her wobbly legs finally gave out as she collapsed on the ground and began to sob.
She felt two arms wrap around her shoulders. They felt familiar. She stood and was led back into the cabin beyond that, her hind was a complete blank.
Mac awoke late that night to find herself in her bed at her uncle's cabin. She felt as if she'd been on a week long drunken binge. She felt nauseous Mac's head was so dazzled she couldn't remember what happened. How had she ended up in this bed? She wondered she realized that she was naked underneath the sheet. It was too dark in the cabin to see clearly
Mac felt a body next to hers. Arms were wrapped around her abdomen and cupping one of her breasts. She looked over trying to see who it was. The woman felt so familiar. It was too dark to see. Mac felt so badly she decided to just go back to sleep and she would worry about it in the morning. Yea, morning, everything is always clearer in the light of morning. She fell back into a restless sleep.
Driving home from the lake Marcus tried to engage his daughter in conversation. However, Jamie refused to talk. Instead, she stared silently out of the window and cried softly.
What had Morgan been trying to tell her before her father interrupted and that black haired witch showed up. She thought. She mumbled "Oh Morgan, why? I love you so much. Why is this happening?" Tears streamed from her eyes as she continued staring out the window.
As Marcus drove the car, he listened to his daughter's sobs. He asked but she was unable or unwilling to tell him what was going on.
He wondered, what the hell could have happened between the two young women to cause Jammie to be so distraught? His thoughts turned to the beautiful dark haired woman who caused such an outburst from his daughter. Had she truly been smirking as we left? What role did she play in this? And the look on Mac's face when I had been questioning her, was it fear? What the hell was wrong? Mac looked as if she where going to die when that other woman pulled up. Marcus decided he would not press Jamie during their ride home. It was late and both were tired. Furthermore, Jamie was obviously upset. However, Marcus made up his mind that in the morning, come hell or high water, he was going to find out what was going on.
Sunday morning arrived with bright sun shining into the cabin awaking the two women who slept there. Mac felt like she had been on a long drunk. Her head was filled with cotton and her mouth was dry
"Good morning."
Mac heard the greeting come from the warm body lying beside her. Mac had been to scared to look and see who it was cupping her breast, yet she was sure it was not Jamie. Suddenly, looming over her was the sight she feared. Katlynn had propped herself up as was looking into Mac's eyes.
"I said good morning. Aren't you going to talk to me?"
"What are you doing here? How did we end up in bed together? Where is Jammie?"
Then it all came crashing down on her. She remembered the events of the day before and that Jammie was gone. She had left with her Father.
"Oohh" Mac moaned. I am such a fool. As she tried to rise from the bed, Katlynn held her back.
"Hey, wait a minute! Where do you think you're going?"
Katlynn possessively threw a leg over Mac's and placed her hand on one of Mac's breast.
"I'm not ready to get up. I thought we might spend the morning getting reacquainted."
Katlynn lowered her hot mouth to one of Mac's breasts. The nipple hardened immediately. She pulled her thigh into Mac's crotch sliding it up and down as she applied pressure. Mac's body involuntarily responded to what the dark haired woman was doing to her and a moan escaped her lips. Katlynn took this as a good sign and allowed her hand to trail down Mac's abdomen and brush across the soft hairs she found at the base.
Mac's mind whirled with the familiar scent of the woman's hair and skin. She lost herself to the sensations that were ravishing her body causing it to respond instinctively. "I knew you would want me back. You never could resist me." The dark haired beauty whispered into Mac's ear.
Mac suddenly thought of Jammie, shook herself and pulled away from Katlynn
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Mac shouted at the beautiful dark woman propped up on one elbow in the bed.
With one eyebrow raised Katlynn replied "I thought I was about to make love to you. What did you think I was doing, darling?"
"No, no! It's over. You left me a year ago remember? Not a word since! Now you think you can come back into my life…back into my bed? Get out! Get out now. I am with Jammie and she is my lover, not you."
Mac paced furiously, angry at her own body's reaction to Katlynn.
Katlynn sat up against the headboard of the bed as she watched Mac pace.
"You don't really want me to leave. I felt your body respond to my touch. I smelled your arousal from here. Forget this bravado and get back in bed so I can finish what I started."
Mac stopped her pacing and stared at the arrogance of the woman sitting in her bed. She thought how different this woman was from her sweet Jammie.
"I said get out. Now!" Mac reached out, pulled Katlynn from the bed before turning to stomp into the bathroom alone.
Mac sat on the edge of the tub for ten minutes until she heard the sound of the old truck pull out of the drive. She went back into the bedroom and threw herself onto the bed where she started to cry again.
Jammie where are you? How am I going to make this right? What am I going to say to your Father? Please baby, I want you. I need you.
Mac finally sat up, unable to cry anymore and gathered her things. She saw no point in staying at the cabin any longer. If she was going to win Jammie back then she needed to be where Jammie was.
Jammie spent Sunday morning locked in her room and by mid afternoon Marcus Lewis had decided he had had enough. He was going to have his daughter explain what the hell was going on. He wanted to know why Jammie was in tears and he would be dammed but he was going to get to the bottom of this whole mess.
Marcus knocked on her door "Jammie, sweetheart? Please open the door."
He stood there waiting but heard no sound. "Jammie, I said this is your Father. I will not be locked out in my own home. Now open this door."
Still he heard no movement "Jammie Diane Lewis! I demand you open this door at once."
He listened closely and heard a slight shuffling noise.
Jammie opened the door and stepped to the side so her Father could enter. When he stepped into the room, Jammie stepped out and headed down the hallway.
"Jammie, where do you think you are going?"
"Out."
"Out? Out where?"
"I don't know Dad. I just need to go out."
Jammie really didn't know where she was going. She just knew she needed to get away. Marcus watched her leave, still not know what was going on.
Mindlessly Jammie drove around until she found herself in front of Mac's house. She didn't see Mac's Jeep anywhere. Jammie couldn't decide if she should leave or wait awhile.
Why am I here? What made me drive way out here? She sat deep in thought with tears weighting her eyes once more. In the distance she heard a Jeep. Oh Morgan, please don't let this be the end of us.
As Mac came over the crest she spotted the white Infinity sitting in her drive just like the first day when Jammie drove out to Copper Top. Mac pressed the gas to reach Jammie faster. Just like that first day, Mac forgot to clutch, causing the Jeep to jerk to dead stop. This time Mac didn't care if she looked like a jerk. All she could think about was getting to Jammie. She had to make Jammie understand how much she loved her.
Mac climbed out of the Jeep and started towards the Infinity. She was unsure of what she was going to say to the beautiful woman sitting in the car, the woman who held her heart in her hands.
Jammie got out of her car and stood beside it waiting for Mac to come closer. They stood a few feet away looking at each other. The uncertainty, the need, the want, and the fear was clearly visible on both their faces. Finally, it was Mac who reached out to Jammie, wanting desperately to pull her back into her arms.
"Jammie please let me explain."
The sadness and pleading in Mac's eyes hit Jammie in the pit of her stomach. She ached for Mac's touch, but she would not step into Mac's out stretched arms.
Instead she crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Okay, Morgan, explain. Explain to me who it is that you want. Is it Katlynn or me? Which is it Morgan?" Jammie thrust her chin out hoping Mac didn't notice its quiver.
Dejectedly, Mac's arms fell to her side.
"Jammie, all I can say is I love you. You are the only one for me. I am so sorry that I have hurt you and will do any and everything to make it up to you. Please come inside with me and let's talk. Let me prove my love for you. Please Jammie, I'm begging you. Please!"
Overwhelmed with piled up emotions, Mac collapsed to her knees in the dirt.
Jammie, stricken with the fear that her lover was ill, forgot her anger and quickly stepped to Mac's side. Jammie wrapped Mac lovingly in her arms and pulled her close to her warmth.
"Morgan, what's wrong? Are you sick? Do I need to get you to town?"
Mac looked up and wrapped her arms around Jammie as she said; "the only place I want to be is in bed with you, my love. I need to show you how much I love you."
Mac reached up and pulled Jammie toward her as she stretched upward to press her lips to Jammie's in a hot, passionate kiss.
"Of course, darlin'. Let's go lie down."
Rising and clinging together, they made their way to the house. The two women climbed the stairs in silence, still holding tightly. When Mac opened the door to her bedroom Jammie realized that she had never been inside. She realized that she was going to Mac's bed not knowing what role Katlynn played in their lives. But she was so tired she thought, we'll take a nap and then we'll resolve this issue when we are rested and can think clearly.
They helped each other undress sharing kisses and gentle caresses. Sliding under the coolness of the sheets, they turned to face each other.
Jammie whispered softly to Mac. "We have a lot to talk about to clear the air and Katlynn is a part of that. But let's wait until after we have both rested. Just because I am here, in your bed, does not me we have resolved everything."
Mac silently shook her head in understanding as she pulled the smaller woman to her and rested her chin on top of the blond head. They both drifted off in an exhausted sleep, feeling more secure in each other's arms.
It was late when Jammie awaked. The woman lying next to her warmed her body. She smelled the faint scent of Mac's soap and perfume. It triggered a twinge deep within her belly. She craved and loved Mac. But before she acted upon her love, she needed to know where Katlynn fit into Mac's life.
The phone rang shrilly into the silent room, causing Mac to awaken. She smiled as she felt Jammie jump as she reached out and answered the phone.
"Hello."
"Mac. This is Marcus Lewis."
"Mr. Lewis, what can I do for you?"
Both women sat straight up in bed. Jammie scooted closer to Mac and tilted the receiver so she too could hear the conversation.
"Jammie left out of here this afternoon and I have not seen or heard from her since. Frankly, I am worried. She has been so upset since the two of you went to the lake. Damn it Mac. She is my daughter and I want to know what the hell is going on."
Jammie quickly looked at Mac and adamantly shook her head no.
"Mr. Lewis let me make a couple of calls to see if I can locate her and I'll call you back." Before Marcus could say another word Mac hung up the phone.
Both women quickly got out of bed and redressed. Mac spoke first. "What are you going to tell him?"
"What?" Jammie's mind was spinning and she didn't hear the question.
"I said what are you going to tell him?"
"Me? Why do I have to tell him anything?"
"Because he is your father and my boss. He is going to want some sort of answer."
"I'm a grown woman. I do not have to tell my Daddy everything that goes on in my life."
"But he is my boss and I think if you don't tell him something he will insist that I do."
"Let me think for a minute." Jammie now dressed sat down on the bed and weighed her options.
She ran through three choices. One, tell her father the truth and out both herself and Mac. Two, lie to her father and come up with some story to cover her actions. Three leave town and go into the witness protection plan never to be heard of again. Choice number three actually sounded the best to her but she knew in her heart it needed to be choice number one.
"I guess I am going to have to tell Daddy the truth about me."
"What? You mean your going to…I mean are you telling him everything?" Mac swallowed and continued, "Including you and me?"
"I can't necessarily tell him the truth and leave you out, can I? What's the matter Morgan? Aren't you willing to stand up to my father with me?"
Mac could see the tears building in the young woman's eyes. She walked over and wrapped her arms around Jammie's waist and pulled her near. "I will stand with you at anytime, for any reason, against anybody. You are the love of my life and I will do anything to prove my love to you."
As the two women walked down the stairs they thought they heard a vehicle pull up. Mac looked to Jammie and asked "You don't think Marcus would drive out here to look for you?"
"He couldn't have gotten out here that fast. It has only been ten or fifteen minutes since you spoke with him on the phone."
"It has to be after ten so who could it be?"
Mac flipped on the porch light as she peered through window. She stepped back and looked at Jammie. Jammie looked back at Mac. Mac's face was pale and her eyes held a look of fear.
"Morgan, what is it? Who pulled up? You're scaring me."
Mac quickly recovered, as she heard her doorbell ring. She turned and placed her hands on Jammie's shoulders.
"Jammie. Honest. I didn't know she was coming. I have no idea what she wants."
"Who, Morgan? Who is here?"
"Katlynn."
Mac walked to the front door but before she could open it Jammie bumped her to the side and opened the door herself.
"Katlynn. How nice to see you, although it is rather late to be calling unannounced."
Katlynn paused in the doorway with a stunned look on her face as she stared at Jammie.
"Well I have never had to announce myself to Mac before and I see no reason to start now." Katlynn pushed past the small blond.
"Mac. There you are baby. I was worried the way you left this morning. We never had a chance to finish our talk."
Katlynn reached out to hug Mac. Mac quickly backed away before Katlynn could wrap her arms around her.
"Listen Katlynn. I don't know why you are here. We have nothing to say to each other. I told you this morning that I am with Jammie and she is the only one for me." Mac and Jammie quickly moved towards each other. Jammie wrapped her arms tightly around Mac in a sign of possession.
Katlynn lifted an eyebrow as she said, "You can't be serious. You surely are not throwing everything we meant to each other away. All the years we spent together stand for something don't they."
"Me? You where the one who walked out and left me. You are the one who threw out everything that we meant to each other. It has been over a year since you left. It took me a long time to get on with my life, but I have. I met a beautiful woman who I love and I believe loves me. If you don't mind, please leave."
Jammie moved towards the door "Here let me show you the way out."
Katlynn looked from one to the other. "This is not over. I still love you Mac and I know you love me. I felt you respond to my touch while we were in bed at the cabin. I will not give you up so easily to this Barbie doll."
As Mac moved to physically escort Katlynn out of the house, another car door slammed in the background. The three women looked through the open door to see who it was. It was Mr. Lewis Jammie and Mac groaned aloud as they watched him coming closer to the house. Katlynn plastered the sweetest, most innocent grin upon her face.
Mac looked over at Katlynn "Get out of my house now and do not say another word"
Katlynn turned and quietly walked out the door, smiling at Marcus Lewis as they passed on the porch.
"Daddy. What are you doing here?"
Marcus looked toward his daughter with surprise. "Jammie, I didn't actually expect to find you here. I came to talk to Mac and find out what the hell is going on. Since you are here I suppose I can now hear the whole story. Well Mac, are you going to invite me in or are you going to force me to be rude and barge in?"
"Uh…yeah… sure. Won't you come in Mr. Lewis? May I get you something to drink?"
"I could use a scotch neat. A single malt if you have it."
Mac reached behind the bar as Jammie lead her father to the couch. Mac carried the scotch to Marcus.
"I hope Glenlivet is okay with you, sir."
"Fine."
Mac handed Jammie a glass of wine. The young woman smiled up at her as Mac winked at her behind her father's back. Going back to the bar, Mac poured her three fingers of tequila and quickly downed it.
"Well now, who wants to start? I want to know what is going on. Who the heck is that woman who keeps showing up every time you two are together?" he asked as he waved his hand in Katlynn's direction "Jammie, why don't you start?"
Jammie looked nervously at her father and then at Mac. "Daddy I'm a grown woman and I don't feel the need to explain myself to you. I'm sorry if I have caused you to worry enough to drive all the way out here looking for answers. Please, just leave it alone and let me handle my problems.
"Now listen here Jammie, I know you are a grown woman but something odd is going on. It not only involves my daughter but one of the top officers in my company. Now I demand to know what this is all about."
Mac moved over to sit on the arm of the couch next to Jammie, offering her physical presence in support. Jammie leaned against Mac and rested her palm on her thigh. Mac wrapped her arm around Jammie's shoulders.
"Daddy, Morgan and I are lovers. We had a lover's spat over the other woman who is Morgan's ex and I got jealous. That is all there is to it and nothing more." Mac squeezed Jammie close and reflexively bent down and kissed her on the top of the head.
Marcus sat numbed, not knowing what to say as he looked at both women. His daughter couldn't be a… no she's not a… she doesn't even look… He just couldn't seem to bring himself to say it even in his own mind. His daughter was a lesbian a DYKE.
"Jammie what are you saying? Do you know what this would have done to your mother? I know I raised you better than to be a…a"
"The word is lesbian, Daddy. It is when a woman loves another woman like I love Morgan."
"Love? You say you love her? You haven't known her long enough to love her!"
"Yes, Daddy I do and have. I love Morgan."
"I love her too, Mr. Lewis."
Marcus finally looked directly at Mac.
"You say you love my daughter? How could you possibly be wasting her life like this? How could you have preyed upon her youth and innocence when I asked you to be a friend to her? This is my entire fault, isn't it? I asked you to spend time with my daughter while not knowing you where a dyke. If you truly loved my daughter as you say, Mac, you would leave her alone and let her go back to living a normal life."
"Daddy! What are you saying? Morgan is not the reason I'm gay. She's not even the first woman I have been with. I have been seeing women since my first encounter with your secretary in Houston when I was fifteen. Daddy, you remember Becky? Becky Minton? You where always busy so you would have her pick me up at school and take me to after school events? Well, that's not the only place she took me daddy. She also took me to her bed."
Marcus looked at his daughter in disbelief. This could not be happening. What was he going to do? He stood abruptly and said, "Come with me Jammie we are going home."
"No Daddy. I am not leaving with you. I'll be home tomorrow to pack my bags. I'll be moving in with Morgan."
Marcus Lewis looked at the two women in disbelief. Angrily, he turned and stomped out of the house.
Morgan slid down next to Jammie and pulled her into her arms. "Are you okay, sugar?"
Jammie sat in shock thinking about what had just taken place with her father. She began to tremble. Mac pulled her tighter and crooned softly to her as she rocked her in her arms. After a period of time, the shaking stopped. Mac rose and held out her hand to Jammie.
"Come with me, Baby. Let's have some hot tea and then we'll lie back down."
Without a word, Jammie rose and followed meekly behind Mac.
CHAPTER 6
Mac gently undressed Jammie for bed. Worried that her young lover was emotionally overloaded by the day's events, she kissed her temple softly.
Jammie, numb from exhaustion, was replaying the evening's events in her mind. Something kept bothering her, something that Katlynn had said but she hadn't had time to process it. As Mac undressed and helped her to slip into bed, it came back to her. Katlynn had said, " I felt you respond to me in bed at the cabin. "
Jammie's body stiffened as she turned to look at Mac "What did Katlynn mean when she said ' I felt you respond to me in bed at the cabin '?"
Mac looking into Jammie's eyes, pleading with her own to not pursue this, not now.
"Jammie, I will answer all your questions and be completely honest with you, only not right now. You have been through enough for one day and I think this discussion can wait until morning because there is really nothing to tell. I love you and only you. That is all you really need to know."
Not happy with Mac's response but too tired to argue, Jammie slipped into bed. Mac climbed in next to her and tried to take Jammie in her arms but Jammie shrugged her arms away.
"Not tonight Morgan. My emotions are too raw and I do not want you touching me. Not until I understand what is going on with Katlynn."
Mac furrowed her brow with pain from the rejection of her lover. She wanted so badly to hold Jammie. Mac knew she had to tell her what had happened at the cabin with Katlynn. Mac decided it was best to get it out in the open and show Jammie that there was nothing to worry about.
"Jammie, I want to tell you about what happened after you left me at the cabin."
Jammie rolled over to look at Mac. Sadness and exhaustion showed on her young face as she said, "I thought you said we should wait till morning. What has changed your mind?"
"You. I don't want you to be upset, I want you to understand that I love you and I want to hold you tonight." Mac's face registered her own pain as she saw pain reflected in Jammie's eyes. "I can't stand this fighting. I want everything out in the open so we can get on with our lives."
Jammie sat up in bed pulling the sheet up under her arms to cover her bare breasts, holding her head high; she looked into her lover's eyes as she replied. "Okay Morgan what happened after I left the cabin?"
Mac feeling nervous got out of bed and slipped on her robe. She walked over and sat down on Jammie's side of the bed.
"You have to understand that I love you and I want to be with you. Always remember that." Mac drew in a deep breath as she collected her thoughts. "After you drove off with Marcus and left me at the cabin, I remember feeling like someone had punched me in the gut and knocked all my air out. I hurt so badly as I watched you leave without letting me explain anything to you." She sat nervously rubbing the end of the robe's belt between her fingers.
"I don't remember going into the cabin or going to bed. When I woke up, my head hurt and I felt like I was in a daze. I realized Katlynn was in bed with me and I started to get up. She pushed me back down and started to nuzzle my breasts and touch me." Mac faced Jammie, willing her to understand.
"My body reacted to her touch involuntarily but I got right up and asked her what the hell she was doing. We argued and I forced her to get up and I told her to leave. All I could think about was you and how I had to make you understand. Please believe me." Mac could feel the nausea building inside from fear. She thought she would vomit. She tried to focus on her breathing. When Mac looked back into Jammie's eyes, she could see the pain but not condemnation.
Jammie sat quietly, listening to Mac recant the events that took place. She could hear the sincerity in Mac's voice and she could see the pain and desperation in Mac's eyes. She thought about how Mac had told Katlynn to leave earlier. When Jammie looked at Mac, she knew she told the truth. She knew Mac loved her.
Jammie slid down in bed and threw the sheet off her body and in a husky voice said "Darling, are you coming to bed? I'm getting cold." She smiled seductively at her lover before winking and patting the bed next to her.
Mac quickly removed her robe and slid next to Jammie. Mac leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips.
"So, Ms. Christian, is that how you kiss a woman you're trying to convince that you love above all others?" Jammie whispered seductively.
Mac smiled as she felt a weight lift from her heart. In her deep southern drawl she replied, "Well ma'am. Are you sure you could handle a kiss that's full of passion seeing as how you're tired and all? I wouldn't want you to have the vapors."
Jammie wrapped her fingers in Mac's hair, pulling her closer. Her voice was husky with sexual desire "I think I can handle it if you can." Jammie challenged her lover by arching her eyebrow and winking.
Their lips melded into a passionate kiss that drew them into a ring of fire, pulling them down further into the chasm of want and need.
Mac drew away just far enough so that they could catch their breaths. She looked into Jammie's eyes while she whispered against her lips. "I love you with all my heart and soul."
"Then show me Morgan. Show me how much you love me. I want to feel your love in every fiber of my body."
They renewed their kiss, tongues desperately seeking possession of the others mouth. Mac started working her way down Jammie's body, kissing and exploring every inch of flesh. As her hands captured Jammie's breasts, she heard her lover moan. Mac cupped Jammie's breasts gently drawing her thumb back and forth across the nipples causing them to become painfully erect. Mac took one into her mouth. Jammie thrust forward, forcing her breast deeper into Mac's hot wet mouth. Mac pinched the other nipple hard, extracting a moan from Jammie.
"Yes, baby, please that feels so good."
Jammie closed her eyes as she surrendered to the sensation of her skin being on fire from the touch of her lover's mouth and hands. She tangled her hands in Mac's hair urging her downward. But Mac could not be so easily persuaded from the attention she was giving Jammie's breast. She gently nipped the underside then soothed it with her tongue. Mac loved the silky smoothness of Jammie's skin, especially the super softness on the underneath side of her breasts. Mac was reluctant to leave this heaven but moved down her lover's torso at Jammie's persistence. Mac tasted every inch of Jammie's body, lavishing her lover with kisses. Mac ran her tongue around and dipped it into Jammie's naval before sliding between her lover's thighs.
The scent of her lover and the moans of pleasure made Mac's heart heavy with love and desire for Jammie. Tears gently rolled from her eyes as she brought her lover to a passionate release. Mac laid her head on Jammie's abdomen. She wrapped her arms tightly around her lover and gently wept, thankful to have Jammie back in her arms.
Jammie, feeling the tears on her stomach, pulled Mac up into her arms. "Morgan, baby. What's wrong?" The love and passion she had for this woman was evident in her voice, the worry showing in her eyes.
Mac wiped her tears away and smiled weakly. "Nothing is wrong. I am just so happy and love you so much, I couldn't help but shed tears of joy."
"Oh Morgan. I love you too. Now come here and let me show you."
They brought each other to the pinnacle of passion throughout the night finally giving into sleep as the sun rose over the eastern plateau.
Mac as usual woke first, smiling at the small blonde sleeping in her arms. The warmth of her body and the lingering scent of their love making the night before brought the distinct twinge of arousal to her loins. Mac thought of waking her lover by stroking her body to arousal and then making love to her. But the clock beside the bed told Mac she better shower or she would be late for work.
Mac was in high spirits after showering. She looked back through the bathroom door at her lover still sleeping. She couldn't keep the smile off her face. She picked up a tube of lipstick and scrawled a poem across the bathroom mirror:
I trace my fingers over your face Across your lips
I trace my fingers down your neck Feeling your pulse
I trace my fingers in-between your breast Seeing you take a breath
I trace my fingers over your stomach Watching you shiver
I trace my fingers to your center Feeling you
Mac signed across the bottom 'Jammie, you are the only woman I will ever trace. I give you all my love today and tomorrow, Morgan'. With a smile she went to wake her lover.
Mac leaned over and gently started kissing Jammie's face and neck "Jammie, honey. It is time to get up." Mac continued nuzzling the beautiful woman lying in her bed.
"Mmmm… if you keep this up I'm gonna insist you come back to bed." Jammie slowly opened her eyes and smiled at her lover.
Mac smiled at Jammie and was tempted to crawl back into bed with her. "Come on, sugar. The shower awaits you and I'm off to make coffee. You don't want your daddy mad that I am late for work after that bombshell we dropped on him? Hell on second thought, maybe I'll call in sick. I'm not too sure I want to face Marcus today." Mac's smile turned to a frown as she sat down on the bed.
Jammie felt the tension rise in Mac as she wrapped her arms lovingly around her waist. "Sugar, don't worry. Everything will be fine. Daddy is upset but you know he doesn't take personal matters to work."
Jammie sat up on her knees and began kissing Mac on the side of the face. She whispered in her ear. "If you are a good girl and go to work, I'll have a surprise for you when you get home."
"Oh like what?"
"I'm not telling. You will just have to wait and see. But, I promise you that your gonna love it. Now get your butt in the kitchen. I need my coffee before I get cranky."
Mac stole a quick kiss and headed off to the kitchen, whistling a happy tune.
Jammie went to take her shower and saw the poem Mac had left on the mirror. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She applied the lipstick to her lips and kissed the mirror where Mac had signed her name.
Marcus Lewis called his secretary to let her know he would not be coming in until afternoon. He was counting on Jammie coming home to pack her bags and he was going to get some answers. He paced the floor trying to understand what his daughter had told him. She just couldn't be serious. She couldn't be a lesbian. This had to all be Mac's fault. Well, he would put a stop to all this insanity.
Marcus turned and strolled over toward the front door when he heard a car door slam. Pulling himself up erect with hands crossed and clutched in front, he wanted to look imposing to his daughter when she entered the house.
Jammie entering the house. She stopped, startled seeing her father standing in the doorway. "Hi daddy. What are you still doing home?"
"I wanted to be here so that I could talk to you Jammie."
"About what, daddy? "
"You know damn good and well what I want to talk about. Stop playing naïve! It does not become you Jammie. Tell me what the hell is going on."
"I thought we covered that last night daddy. Do you want me to state it for you again? I am in love with Morgan and we are going to live together. End of story. There is nothing more to be said."
Jammie quickly turned from her father toward the stairs to her bedroom. Her eyes stung from unshed tears and the pain of her father's rejection. Marcus moving quickly stopped her at the base of the stairs.
"Jammie, don't run from me. I can't let you ruin your life this way. I want to help you! You are just confused right now. I'm sure it is my fault. I didn't raise you right after your Mother died and I pushed you to be friends with Mac. I am so sorry for that. I had no idea she was a lesbian. Please, forgive me and let's get you through this horrible experience in your life."
Jammie's face contoured with anger and disgust at her Father's words. She realized how little he truly understood her and that they were more like strangers.
"Daddy, please listen to what I am saying to you. You are not to blame for anything. You did nothing wrong. You are not why I am gay… I just am. You have to hear me on this because if you cannot accept it, then you and I have nothing more to ever say to each other. Daddy I L-O-V-E Morgan. She is my life now and I plan on being with her always. She is a wonderful caring woman. You liked her too; daddy, before you found out she was gay. Why does knowing that she loves me as I love her make you suddenly dislike her? Shouldn't you be happy? Shouldn't you be excited for us that we found someone that we each love, someone that is good for each other? Daddy, please I do not want to lose you but I am going to be with Morgan because I love her. You can not do anything to change that."
Jammie pulled away from her Father and rushed up the stairs as her Father's words followed her.
"Jammie Diane you do not know what you are saying and I WILL put a stop to this."
Marcus watched his daughter retreat up the stairs. He clenched his fist and thought If I cannot make you see reason Jammie I know I can force Mac to. One way or the other this nonsense will end. I'll send Mac to Dubai if I have to, to save you from this horror. With a plan of action in mind Marcus strode with confidence to his car.
Jammie locked the door to her room, not wanting to talk further with her Father. She quickly threw her clothes into a couple of bags, wanting to get away back to Morgan and the safety of her love and arms. Jammie stopped in the doorway to take one last look around, knowing she would probably never be in her father's house again. She spotted a picture of her parents and her. It had been taken only a week before her Mother's death. She grabbed it and was out the door.
After the confrontation with her Father, Jammie needed desperately to reconnect with Mac. She chewed on her bottom lip waiting for Mac to answer her call.
"Hello. This is Morgan Christian"
"Hi honey. I miss you so much, I needed to hear your voice."
"Hi Suga' I'm glad you called. I miss you too. Where are you?"
"I'm in my car heading out to Copper Top. Daddy was waiting for me at home when I went to get my clothes."
"He was? Are you okay? Did he say anything?"
"He had a lot to say, none of it worth repeating. I feel so sad Morgan. It's like my Father is a stranger and he never really knew me."
"Give him time honey. I'm sure Marcus will come around. He loves you dearly, almost as much as I do."
" I hope so I just…" Jammie could hear a loud noise on the other end of the line and Mac's voice muffled and distant.
"What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?"
"Morgan, Morgan can you hear me?"
"Jammie, honey I'm gonna go. Katlynn just arrived and I need to throw her out. I love you baby. I'll see you tonight." Before Jammie could respond, the line went dead.
Jammie wondered if she should go to Mac's office too, but she did not want Mac to think she did not trust her. No, I won't go rushing to your office like some crazed lover. I trust and love you Morgan. I know you will do what is right… Oh God… Morgan please know how much I love you. Come home to me tonight. I need you.
"Katlynn, I asked you how the hell did you got in here?"
Betty, Mac's administrative assistant, quickly entered the office upon hearing her boss's outburst.
"I let her in Ms. Christian. I'm sorry. I didn't realize it would be a problem. I mean, she has been here so many times to see you in the past, I just never thought…"
"That's okay Betty. You didn't know. In the future Ms. Radcliffe is not welcomed here. Would you be so kind as to call Security for me to escort her off the premises? Please close the door on your way out Betty."
Mac waited until Betty had left closing the door behind her before turning her full rage on Katlynn. "You have approximately three minutes to explain what the hell you are doing here before security arrives to throw your ass out."
Katlynn stepped towards Mac, raising her arms to hug her. Mac responded by raising her hand and taking a step back. "I don't know what the hell you are thinking but I am not about to hug you. I don't even want to be in the same room with you. Now tell me what you have to say because you are leaving as soon as Security arrives."
The full force finally hit Katlynn. This was it. She and Mac truly were over. Tears built up in her dark eyes while her brow furrowed in pain for the loss of the woman standing across from her. Katlynn had always been so sure Mac would be there for her, waiting for her to come back. She knew it was her fault that their relationship was ending but she was having difficulty accepting that Mac loved someone else.
"Mac, are you sure about this? What about everything we have meant to each other? I know I was wrong leaving the way I did, but I am back now. Please let me make this up to you. Give us a second chance." Tears now were running down her golden face as she pleaded with her lost love.
Mac's heart wrenched to hear the pain in Katlynn voice and to see the tears run down her face. She had loved this woman for so long she knew she would always have a place in her heart but her life now was on a path with Jammie's. She did not want to hurt Katlynn further but she had to make it clear they were over for Jammie's sake. Mac's posture relaxed as she stepped toward Katlynn, offering her a Kleenex from her desk.
"Katlynn, I am sorry this hurts you. Even though you tore my world apart when you left me, I never wanted to hurt you in return. I am in love with Jammie and here is where our story ends. I hope that we can find our way back to friendship. Our lives have been entwined for so many years I cannot see mine without you. Only now I do not see you as my lover. Jammie holds my heart in her hands and it is to her I give all my love."
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