She typed in her destination and waited. The new service made getting around so much easier. She didn’t have to think about which direction she needed to walk to get a cab or explain to a driver where she needed to go, a sometimes challenging feat when so many cabbies needed help with directions. When she traveled and didn’t have a driver of her own, she’d found getting around even in the cities she knew difficult, despite all the tricks she’d learned over the years to defeat her directional dyslexia. She leaned against a lamppost, feeling the smile fill her. Emily had definitely kissed her back. There’d be another time, another kiss. She wanted it, and she wasn’t going to waste time asking herself why. The answer was simple. Kissing Emily was exceedingly pleasant. When their lips touched, her body came to life, her senses pulsing with forgotten hunger. Emily’s hands moving over her, the soft sounds she made in her throat, the invitation in her body when they pressed close was nothing she hadn’t felt before, and absolutely unlike anything she’d ever experienced.
