person who sneaks you all those fattening treats when your mommy and I take our long weekends away.”
“Meow.”
“I know, you big baby, but this is something I have to do. Your mommy and I need some quality time together and if the mountain won’t come to me, I’ll go to the mountain.”
Sophia pulled her phone from her back pocket and pressed the button on her favorites list to dial Joy’s number. “Hey, bestie. Yes, I got the time off, no problem. Francine is the best. Now tell me you can leave tomorrow and you’ll make my day. No, I haven’t gotten the tickets yet, but I’m sure we have enough miles to get us the next flight out tomorrow—first class, of course. It pays to be married to a big shot financier. They practically drool all over me to make sure that the arrangements are to my satisfaction. I think she scares the shit out of them. Yeah, why don’t you come here tonight and we can leave together tomorrow. I’ll take care of all the arrangements. Don’t forget that sexy black dress of yours. I’m sure there are single women in Seattle yet to be bedazzled by your beauty.”
Sophia hurried to her walk in closet and pondered what she would bring to Seattle. She had no idea what the weather would be like in early May. Seattle was unpredictable, she’d heard. One day it could be in the seventies and the next day it might be cold and rainy. She hoped there would be a few nice days so that she could enjoy playing tourist.
She’d have to contact her wife’s assistant or the receptionist. She couldn’t remember which one her wife spoke so highly of. She knew this person could help her make arrangements for the surprise party she wanted to plan, but she couldn’t quite remember her name. It was something unusual, that much she knew. She thought it started with a C. Oh well, she’d cross that bridge when she made her way to the downtown satellite office.
She pulled out her own sexy dress, a shimmering coral gown, and a variety of casual shirts to go with her jeans. As she selected the various outfits off the hangers and folded them neatly in the suitcase, she began to get more excited about her upcoming adventure.
The spontaneity bug was something that rarely bit her—it was completely out of character for her to make last minute arrangements to fly across the country. She was normally sensible and considerate of the wants and wishes of everyone around her. Rarely did she venture out and do something impulsively designed to meet her needs and ignore anyone else’s. She needed to be with her wife. That was evident to her.
After packing her suitcase, Sophia retrieved her phone and dialed the number for her wife’s travel agent. “Hey Claire, it’s Sophia. No, I need travel arrangements for me. Yeah, don’t act so shocked. Oh, and I’ll need you to find a seat for my best friend, Joy. Yeah, she’s tagging along to keep me company while the big shot wife is doing her thing in Seattle. Yeah, I’d like to fly out as soon as possible. Any time tomorrow will work for us. Oh, that is perfect, Claire, an early flight will work just fine for us even if I have to drag Joy out of bed at five in the morning. Cassidy. Yes, she has a passport. No, it’s my treat. No, don’t tell her, I want this to be a surprise. Yeah, oh, and can you arrange for a limo to take us to her office? Perfect. Thanks Claire, you’re a doll.”
Sophia ticked off the list of tasks to accomplish before the limo came to the condo to pick her and Joy up and take them to the airport in the morning. Although it would be a long flight and an even longer day, she would be in Seattle by early afternoon with the time difference. She couldn’t help her ear to ear grin at the thought that she would be able to have an early dinner with her wife—as long as she was able to drag her wife away from her office.
In the beginning, Sophia was often able to entice her wife away from work. Sophia thought back to the first night she met the
“Meow.”
“I know, you big baby, but this is something I have to do. Your mommy and I need some quality time together and if the mountain won’t come to me, I’ll go to the mountain.”
Sophia pulled her phone from her back pocket and pressed the button on her favorites list to dial Joy’s number. “Hey, bestie. Yes, I got the time off, no problem. Francine is the best. Now tell me you can leave tomorrow and you’ll make my day. No, I haven’t gotten the tickets yet, but I’m sure we have enough miles to get us the next flight out tomorrow—first class, of course. It pays to be married to a big shot financier. They practically drool all over me to make sure that the arrangements are to my satisfaction. I think she scares the shit out of them. Yeah, why don’t you come here tonight and we can leave together tomorrow. I’ll take care of all the arrangements. Don’t forget that sexy black dress of yours. I’m sure there are single women in Seattle yet to be bedazzled by your beauty.”
Sophia hurried to her walk in closet and pondered what she would bring to Seattle. She had no idea what the weather would be like in early May. Seattle was unpredictable, she’d heard. One day it could be in the seventies and the next day it might be cold and rainy. She hoped there would be a few nice days so that she could enjoy playing tourist.
She’d have to contact her wife’s assistant or the receptionist. She couldn’t remember which one her wife spoke so highly of. She knew this person could help her make arrangements for the surprise party she wanted to plan, but she couldn’t quite remember her name. It was something unusual, that much she knew. She thought it started with a C. Oh well, she’d cross that bridge when she made her way to the downtown satellite office.
She pulled out her own sexy dress, a shimmering coral gown, and a variety of casual shirts to go with her jeans. As she selected the various outfits off the hangers and folded them neatly in the suitcase, she began to get more excited about her upcoming adventure.
The spontaneity bug was something that rarely bit her—it was completely out of character for her to make last minute arrangements to fly across the country. She was normally sensible and considerate of the wants and wishes of everyone around her. Rarely did she venture out and do something impulsively designed to meet her needs and ignore anyone else’s. She needed to be with her wife. That was evident to her.
After packing her suitcase, Sophia retrieved her phone and dialed the number for her wife’s travel agent. “Hey Claire, it’s Sophia. No, I need travel arrangements for me. Yeah, don’t act so shocked. Oh, and I’ll need you to find a seat for my best friend, Joy. Yeah, she’s tagging along to keep me company while the big shot wife is doing her thing in Seattle. Yeah, I’d like to fly out as soon as possible. Any time tomorrow will work for us. Oh, that is perfect, Claire, an early flight will work just fine for us even if I have to drag Joy out of bed at five in the morning. Cassidy. Yes, she has a passport. No, it’s my treat. No, don’t tell her, I want this to be a surprise. Yeah, oh, and can you arrange for a limo to take us to her office? Perfect. Thanks Claire, you’re a doll.”
Sophia ticked off the list of tasks to accomplish before the limo came to the condo to pick her and Joy up and take them to the airport in the morning. Although it would be a long flight and an even longer day, she would be in Seattle by early afternoon with the time difference. She couldn’t help her ear to ear grin at the thought that she would be able to have an early dinner with her wife—as long as she was able to drag her wife away from her office.
In the beginning, Sophia was often able to entice her wife away from work. Sophia thought back to the first night she met the
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