'Honey, get up!' Leah repeated as she struggled to wake her lover. Hayley was an adorable little thing, much more so when she was cocooned in their bed covers. But this wasn't the time to be admiring little nymphs! Leah scrambled to the window yet again. Hayley's parents were getting out of their car. Shit!

'Hayley, Hayley. Darling, please get up. I've got no idea how to deal with your parents,' Leah mumbled as she attempted to tap Hayley awake. On the word 'parents', Hayley's head shot up and her dark eyes became fully alert.

'Parents, Lee? My parents? Here?' she shrieked, her voice unbelievably loud for a person who had just awoken from deep slumber.

'Yeah, they're coming up now,' Leah explained, slipping on her boxers. She had always been the calm one. Well, almost always. This was an exception. When your lovers' parents were halfway up your doorstep, wouldn't you panic, too?

'Did they tell you they were coming?' Leah queried again as she pulled her hands through the sleeves of her button-down blouse and balanced her toothbrush in her mouth.

'No, they didn't!' Half-dressed and beautiful, Hayley got out her bathrobe and put it on. Leah sighed. Why hadn't she thought of that? She blamed the unusual lack of common sense on her splitting nerves. 

'Buddy!' they heard a deep, male voice call. 'Buddy, open the door. We're here!'

A giggle escaped out of Leah's tight-lipped countenance; she couldn't help it. Buddy? Of all the ridiculous nick-names, Buddy! She laughed even harder.

Well, she wasn't laughing a second later when her head was pulled down for a rough, demanding, good-morning kiss. Hayley was a small woman in her mid-twenties; she only came up to Leah's shoulder! The strength in her small, lithe body however, always took Leah off guard, especially during times like this. Hayley's tongue flicked over hers, demanding a response. Leah's morning-numbed brain began to thaw and so did her mood. Just when she was about to respond to the fiery sprite, Hayley pulled back.

'Good morning,' she said, her eyes glazed and her voice husky. 'Don't leave the room, love. I'll be right back. Remember, don't move. Don't.'  With one, final, lingering kiss, Hayley opened the door and left Leah staring at her deliciously curved hips in her wake.

Leah sat on the large bed, hugging herself and fighting the desire that had been substituted by the blood in her veins. She had been living with Hayley for nearly eight months now and that woman could still make her want like no other. There was no doubt in Leah's mind that she was in love with Hayley but somehow, expressing that love just wasn't Leah's style.

At 5'11”, lean and blonde, women were usually the ones to fall at Leah's feet and proclaim their unending love for her, not the other way around. It did not make Leah feel any better that that was exactly what she wanted to do now; fall at Hayley's feet and surrender her heart and soul to her.

 It wasn't only the sex. Well, maybe part of it was, but Leah loved Hayley for her quick-wittedness and her thirst for life, more than anything else. Hayley had been through a lot in her twenty-six years on earth. Coming from a conventional Indian-Christian family, the inner turmoil her new-found sexuality had caused her in her teens was one of the hardest things anyone could face without a partner to talk to. Her father had been a preacher and her mother, a devout Christian. They were good people who led their life by the Good Book.

Hayley had lived that way too; as the shy, youngest girl in the Ananda family. However, she had realized in her teens that she