Chapter Two
Stephanie hadn’t allowed Rose to leave until just before noon the following day—they had spent the remainder of their Friday evening cuddling, and had fallen asleep just before midnight. The next morning, Stephanie opened her eyes and saw that Rose was still curled into the crook of her arm, and smiled to herself, bemused. She leaned down and brushed her lips against Rose’s forehead, and the younger woman’s eyes flew open.
“Time to wake up—it’s almost nine.” Stephanie gently untangled herself from Rose, and Rose immediately perched on the edge of the bed. A feeling of dread filled Stephanie then—she almost immediately wondered if Rose would say that last night was a drunken, college mistake and that not only did she not want to see her again, but that she was going to sue the
