A Sweet and Cozy very short sapphic romance story for your enjoyment. The bell above the café door chimed as Becca stepped inside, her eyes scanning the quaint interior. Mary sat at a corner table, her blonde hair catching the golden sunlight streaming through the window. Their eyes met, and a slow smile spread across Mary's face, lighting up her striking blue eyes. Becca's heart skipped a beat as she made her way over, drinking in the sight of her old friend. "Mary Hughes, as I live and breathe," Becca said with a grin, pulling Mary into a warm hug. The scent of lavender and vanilla enveloped her, achingly familiar. "It's been far too long." Mary laughed, the sound sending a shiver down Becca's spine. "Becca Thompson, still the charmer I see. Some things never change." She gestured for Becca to sit, her fingertips grazing Becca's wrist and leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. They settled into the plush armchairs, steaming cups of coffee before them. The rich aroma mingled with the sweet scent of freshly baked pastries, creating a cozy ambiance. Becca leaned back, her eyes never leaving Mary's face. She's even more beautiful than I remember, she thought, her heart fluttering in her chest. "Do you remember that time we snuck out to the football field at midnight?" Becca asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. "We laid under the stars for hours, dreaming about the future." Mary's lips quirked up in a smile. "How could I forget? We made so many plans that night, convinced we could conquer the world." They laughed, the sound echoing through the café. Becca felt a warmth spreading through her chest, a sense of belonging she hadn't felt in years. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Mary's. "I've missed this. Missed you." Mary's gaze softened, her hand squeezing Becca's gently. "Me too, Riles. More than you know." They sipped their coffee, exchanging stories and memories as the sun danced across the tabletop. Becca found herself lost in Mary's words, in the melody of her voice and the depths of her eyes. What is this feeling? she wondered, her heart racing. Could it be... As the last drops of coffee disappeared, Becca stood, a sudden idea sparking in her mind. "Let's go for a walk on the beach," she suggested, extending her hand. "Like old times." Mary hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching Becca's face. Then, with a soft smile, she took Becca's hand and allowed herself to be pulled to her feet. "Lead the way." They stepped out into the bright sunlight, the salty sea breeze whispering through their hair. The sound of crashing waves grew louder as they made their way towards the shore, their hands still intertwined. Becca felt a thrill run through her at the contact, a secret longing she had kept buried for years. The sand was warm beneath their feet as they walked along the water's edge, the waves lapping at their toes. Becca glanced at Mary, admiring the way the sun cast a golden glow on her skin. She's ethereal, she thought, her breath catching in her throat. As they walked, their shoulders brushed, the fabric of their sundresses fluttering in the breeze. The air between them was charged with an unspoken tension, a delicious anticipation that made Becca's skin tingle. She wondered if Mary felt it too, this magnetic pull that seemed to draw them closer with every step. What secrets do you hold, Mary Hughes? Becca mused silently, her gaze lingering on the curve of Mary's lips. And will I be brave enough to uncover them? The beach stretched out before them, a blank canvas waiting to be painted with the colors of their rekindled connection. Becca's heart raced with the possibilities, with the promise of something beautiful and terrifying all at once. She squeezed Mary's hand, a silent acknowledgment of the journey they were about to embark on together. And so, with the sand beneath their feet and the salty breeze in their hair, Becca and Mary walked on, ready to explore the depths of their bond and the mysteries of their own hearts. The hidden cove emerged like a secret haven, its towering cliffs embracing the secluded shore. Becca and Mary stood at the edge of the sandy expanse, their eyes wide with wonder. The turquoise water shimmered invitingly, its gentle waves beckoning them closer. "It's breathtaking," Mary whispered, her voice barely audible above the rhythmic crash of the waves. Becca nodded, her gaze fixed on the horizon. "I never knew this place existed. It's like we've stumbled upon a piece of paradise." They ventured down to the beach, their feet sinking into the soft, sun-warmed sand. The salty breeze danced through their hair, carrying with it the scent of the sea and the promise of something extraordinary. As they walked along the shoreline, Becca found herself drawn to Mary's presence, her heart fluttering with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She glanced at her companion, admiring the way the light caught the golden strands of her hair and the gentle curve of her smile. What is it about her that makes me feel so alive? Becca wondered silently, her thoughts swirling like the eddies in the shallow pools left behind by the receding tide. "I've missed this," Mary said softly, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. "The peace, the tranquility. It's like the world fades away, and all that's left is the sound of the waves and the warmth of the sun." Becca nodded, understanding the sentiment all too well. "It's easy to get lost in the chaos of life, to forget what truly matters. But here, in this moment, everything seems so clear." They continued their walk, their footprints leaving a trail in the damp sand. The cove seemed to wrap around them like a cocoon, shielding them from the outside world and its troubles. As they rounded a bend, Becca spotted a weathered piece of driftwood, its gray surface smooth and inviting. She gestured towards it, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Shall we sit for a while? I have a feeling this spot holds secrets waiting to be shared." Mary's eyes sparkled with intrigue, and she nodded, following Becca's lead. They settled onto the driftwood, their thighs touching ever so slightly, sending a shiver down Becca's spine. This is it, Becca thought, her heart pounding in her chest. The moment where everything could change. She turned to face Mary, her green eyes locking with those mesmerizing blue ones. The air between them crackled with anticipation, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the salty breeze. "Mary," Becca began, her voice barely above a whisper. "There's something I've been wanting to tell you..." She paused, searching for the right words, her mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Mary watched her intently, her gaze unwavering, a flicker of hope dancing in her eyes. Take the leap, Becca urged herself silently. Risk it all for the chance at something beautiful. And so, with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore and the sun dipping towards the horizon, Becca took a deep breath and poured out her heart, ready to embrace whatever lay ahead. * * * Becca's heart raced as she gazed into Mary's eyes, the weight of her unspoken feelings threatening to overwhelm her. She reached out, her fingers trembling slightly, and took Mary's hand in her own. "Mary, I..." Becca's voice wavered, thick with emotion. "I've been in love with you since high school. I know it's been years, and we've both gone our separate ways, but being back here with you, it's made me realize that my feelings never truly disappeared." Mary's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and longing flickering across her face. She squeezed Becca's hand, her touch warm and reassuring. "Becca, I..." Mary's voice caught in her throat. "I had no idea. All this time, I thought I was the only one harboring these feelings. I've always been drawn to you, your spirit, your kindness. But I was too afraid to say anything, too scared of losing our friendship." Becca's heart soared, a wave of relief and joy washing over her. She leaned closer, her free hand reaching up to cup Mary's cheek, her thumb gently caressing the soft skin. "You could never lose me," Becca whispered, her breath mingling with Mary's. "I've always been yours, even if I didn't fully realize it until now." Mary's eyes fluttered closed, leaning into Becca's touch. The golden light of the setting sun bathed them in a warm glow, casting an ethereal aura around their intertwined figures. "Kiss me," Mary breathed, her lips parting slightly in anticipation. Becca closed the distance between them, her lips meeting Mary's in a tender, yet passionate kiss. Years of pent-up longing and unspoken desires poured into the moment, their bodies melting into each other's embrace. As they broke apart, breathless and flushed, Becca rested her forehead against Mary's, a soft smile playing on her lips. "I've dreamt of this moment for so long," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Being here with you, in this beautiful place, it feels like fate has finally brought us together." Mary nodded, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of happiness. "I don't want to waste another moment, Becca. I want to explore this connection between us, to see where it leads. Together." Becca's heart swelled with love and anticipation. She stood, pulling Mary up with her, their hands still intertwined. "Then let's not waste a single second more," Becca grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We have a whole future ahead of us, and I can't wait to discover every moment with you by my side." Hand in hand, Becca and Mary made their way back down the lighthouse stairs, their hearts light and their spirits soaring. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a brilliant array of pinks and oranges, a promise of new beginnings and endless possibilities stretching out before them. And as Crescent Bay's amber lights twinkled to life below, the two women embarked on the most thrilling adventure of all: a life together. While the love scenes in this blog are family friendly, sweet and cosy,
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Sapphic Fiction
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