She spent time mulling it over, comparing it with every other instance that readily came to mind but it seemed outright to be the winner; that has been the best sex she’d ever had.

Ellen had been more nervous than almost any other time, which had surely contributed to the- shall we say- payoff. She had not expected it to work out at all with Grace, let alone that well on the second date.

She wiped swept from her forehead. Grace was now standing in front of the body length mirror on the back of the door. She looked to be admiring herself.

“You alright?” She asked, eyes locking through the glass.

Ellen, a bit swimmy in the head, blushed immediately but nodded. “Very…thank you.” The additional thanks just sort of fell from her mouth. She regretted the way it felt.

Grace simply smirked and came back to bed. “Welcome,” she planted a kiss on the back of her hand. “I don’t know about you but doing… that for as long as we did makes me hungry.”

Ellen’s blush was renewed. She wasn’t positive if it were a double entendres or an earnest statement so she only nodded. Grace smiled and kissed her for real.

“Great. Why don’t we slip into something a little less nothing and head across the street. I know an Asian fusion place that’s very okay…”

Ellen had never been with anyone like Grace.

And she loved it.

“Okay.”