Sasha drank from her beer bottle as she eyed at April who was talking with Aimée’s grandmother animatedly.
“I can’t believe that you only brought her here today” Said a voice at her right and when the blonde turned she saw the unmistakable smirk of Aimée Camus.
“You know, Briand told me that you were having a little bit of trouble with the tourists so I wanted to give you space” Answered while offering a sit to the lanky brunette who simply sat down as she eyed her grandma and April.
“Nonsense, you could have at least called or something, I’ve miss you” Pointed out Aimée, the inn who she managed almost empty now that the summer was almost gone, the wooden decorations and different fishes and cravings shining as good as new after Aimée’s intensive cleaning.
“Me too Aimée” Replied the blonde, one hand on her cheek as her eyes never left April’s figure, a soft smile playing on her lips as she heard the brunette trying to put her words in French instead of English, the result was an obvious disaster but Aimée’s grandmother and April herself seemed happy enough with the poor results “At least she had improved” Said to herself remembering a very interesting discussion that the brunette had had with one of the fisherman a few weeks ago.
“Sorry, I was thinking that we were talking with each other” Said Aimée’s voice at her side, her snarky comment dulled by the large smile that decorated her face and when Sasha finally focused her eyes long enough into that smile she groaned out loud knowing full well what was going to happen.
“Aimée…” She warned as she tried to drink from her beer but finding it empty. “Don’t start”
Aimée snickered at that as she drank from her own bottle, the green glass shining at the now afternoon’s sun that entered through the large glass windows of the inn.
“I wouldn’t need to start if you hadn’t a crush with April, but you have” Said as she laughed softly seeing the blush that spread through the blonde’s face and cleavage. “Really, why don’t you talk with her about it? We are not in high school or anything”
The blond merely shrugged and sighed, her right hand pointing at April who was now looking dreamily at the sea that could be seen from the inn’s windows.
“She is going to leave in two weeks Aimée”
“And?” The brunette asked, her Italian accent thickening slightly. “She was going to leave since the first moment she landed here, and you knew it but you chose to keep near her. If you had insisted Briand would have sent someone else.”
Sasha looked at her friend unbelievingly and after a few seconds the brunette raised her hands in surrender, her bottle now empty.
“Ok, probably not, but you still kept being near her. And she didn’t complain about it either”
“I don’t want to make another mistake, that fisherman was my last one” Tried to explain Sasha as her hands drummed against the dark wooden counter, trying to relax as April turned and smiled softly at her.
“Alex was a prick and I don’t know why you would even want to be with a guy like him” Answered Aimée as she took Sasha’s bottle as well as hers and started cleaning the counter once again, an habit inherited by her grandmother. “But, you know, if you don’t risk it you are never going to win, and we both know that you want to win”
“Asshole” Muttered Sasha as she stood up and approached April. “I will see you in a few weeks, take care and tell your gorgeous girlfriend that I say Hi”
“I will” Said Aimée with a soft smile on her lips albeit her eyes were mischievous when she saw how Sasha laughed at something that the brunette pointed as they exited the inn.
One week later
As the sun started its descendent Sasha looked at April who was finishing taking notes, her brunette locks longer than the first time that she had seen her now hid her shoulders from the sun.
The blonde sighed inwardly as she thought again about what Aimée had told her, the words of the brunette resonating inside her brain as she realized that April was leaving in less than a week.
Mussing the sand under her feet she thought about the chocolate-eyed woman as said woman giggled softly to herself with her glasses perched up at her head, the dying sun making her squint her eyes as she tried to write something in one of her notebooks.
Sasha wasn’t naïve, she suspected that if she kissed the brunette the woman would respond accordingly, and she couldn’t deny the pull of desire any more. Their nights were so full of bantering and flirting that Sasha wasn’t even sure how it had started. But the truth was that they never took the next step, both of them avoiding that one, the step in which things would become physical.
But what Sasha dreaded was the result after the kiss, the things that were going to happen, the consequent loss once April was back at her world and Sasha would be left in Corsica.
The blonde didn’t know if she wanted to find out how much it would hurt her to kiss April knowing that the woman was going to leave in the next seven days. But she also couldn’t forget Aimée’s voice as the Italian had told her to try it.
April sighed as she tried to smile at the blonde, the somber expression on the other woman’s eyes preventing her to try talking to Sasha.
“Sasha?” Asked softly as Sasha’s eyes turned to the sea, her teeth molesting those pink lips of hers as April watched transfixed by them. Coughing, she tried to maintain her composure as she called again the blonde’s name. “Sasha?”
The blonde smiled sadly to herself one more time before looking at April, her eyes shimmering softly as she opened her mouth, her lips redder than before because of her teeth.
“Aps, would you want to go with me to the cove I show you yesterday?”
Her left hand was pointing at the April’s side, the brunette barely remembering the little cove made of rocks that Sasha had shown her after their lunch, the place packed with the last tourists of the season.
Surely it could be seen as the last chance to see the mollusks of that particular cove, the shells that adorned Briand’s house were, supposedly, from there and where April had learnt that she had been adamant to see them. Unfortunately the tourists had made that idea impossible and Sasha had promised her to return to the cove before April’s leaving.
However the depths of Sasha’s look as well as the tiny smile that adorned her lips, almost as if she were apologizing, made April’s heart flutter in wonder.
“Of course” April answered as she let Sasha guide her, her belongings safely tucked between her crossed arms.
Sasha tried to keep a straight line as her thoughts started twirling inside of her mind, she have never thought about asking April going to the cove, but when she had seen those eyes, that smile, looking back at her, with that scar that the brunette had admitted was because she had fell from the horse when she was seven, with that chocolate locks that hid the rest of that beautiful kind face that she had grown to expect each morning after her ritual walk in the dock… the words had fallen of her lips without processing them before actually saying it.
The sun was vanishing, the sea now rocking stronger than before against the ships that rested in the deck, the cove barely illuminated as the shadows that the rocks formed grew with each passing second, the place deserted as they went into the cove, the different level between the cove and the rest of the ground hiding their figures as the shadows started growing more pronounced.
“It’s beautiful” Muttered April as she eyed the sea that splashed softly against her bare feet with a soft rocking motion. Unable to help herself she abandoned Sasha’s side and went further until the water was soaking her white jeans. The slight coldness of it reminding the brunette that the summer was almost finished.
“It is, but I suppose that with the absence of light you are not going to be able to take any more samples” Said Sasha’s voice, the slight accent that the blonde had picked up after all those years in the island echoing April’s ears who turned and saw the gentle smile of Sasha, the secrecy of the place making her smile as well even if she felt the nervousness already growing inside of her.
She had talked about Sasha with her mother, the older woman thinking that it was probably a fluke, accustomed to her daughter’s impulsiveness. But the fluke hadn’t pass and there she was, looking at Sasha green eyes that shone softly, reflecting the little light that still bathed that part of the world, the growing darkness and fading sounds making it look like some magical place, place in where the time didn’t matter and neither did the external world.
“It doesn’t matter” Answered April, her voice sounding strange to her own ears as she approached the blonde who had remained near the water. “It’s still beautiful, thank you”
Sasha hummed and offered her right hand to April, her eyes looking at the sea while trying to focus on what the brunette had said to her.
Aimée’s words haunted her, the truth in them making her want to scowl and hide from it, the open eyes of April making impossible to forget what the other brunette had said to her” Risk it”. And Sasha wanted to risk it, even if it was only going to be for a few hours, or for a few days, she wanted to try it because the woman that was in front of her, the woman that had grabbed her offered hand while with the other one was trying to keep her samples balanced.
“Give me that” Said, her voice soft as she extended her other hand, and as she kneeled in the rocks and left everything there she wondered for a brief second if she was doing the right thing.
April saw Sasha’s doubts in the back of her pupils, making the color change once again, the soft emerald transforming into a juniper shade that made April’s lower lip tremble, the waves rocking against her still bare feet while she eyed the blonde’s nervous smile once her things were safely put at the floor.
“Can I kiss you?”
Sasha looked at the brunette who had a hand over her lips as the question echoed in the cove, the moon starting to rise as both of their shadows grew larger until it looked like they were touching against the rocks of the cove.
“Yes” Answered Sasha softly, her hand already touching those soft locks that the brunette had, her lips burning as they caressed the velvety mouth of April who smiled brightly against her lips as they both moaned when their bodies finally touched.
And Sasha knew that she could think about her future later, because for now they were in their secret place, far away from any reality that could try to separate both of them.
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