“How did your session with Flavia go?”
“Great. Well, it was more like a therapy session, actually. Still, I think it helped her work through it and maybe even channel her feelings into some lyrics and music.”
“You really immerse yourself with the people you work with. That’s so cool.”
“She’s young and she’s been hurting. I feel for her.”
“She’s very lucky to be working with you, too.”
Rona puffed out her cheeks, and a bit of her hair flew up. It was so cute. “I just hope I can help her write something decent. The clock is ticking with the record company. They can be such dicks sometimes.”
“I’m sure you’ll both smash it.”
“If not, I’ll give her some of my songs.”
“Rona—”
“I know, I know.”
“You could be a big star with a fraction of those songs.”
“If I wanted it.”
I exhaled, dramatically, but I wouldn’t push her any further. I already felt like I’d overstepped on this topic.
“So where are you taking me to this afternoon?”
“It’s a surprise.”
Rona raised an eyebrow. “You like being in control, don’t you?”
“I do. I’m also happy to follow sometimes too. I think it’s better for there not to be rigid roles.”
Rona sipped some more champagne with a pensive look. I liked the way her lips met the glass. The way she tipped her neck back slightly. I bit my lower lip to steady myself, already feeling a hungry desire.
“I lean more towards following.” Rona replied. “I like to be taken care of. But it depends on my mood, sometimes I like to lead, but I’m rarely that accurate about what mood I’m in.”
“Noted. Did I mention how beautiful you are looking today?”
“Once or twice. So, what have you been up to this week?”
I sat up straight, not wishing to answer the question. “Um, nothing much actually.”
“No more commentating gigs?”
“Not until next week.”
“Did you see any good movies or shows?”
“You know, I’ve been catching up on some of the old lesbian classics now. All the films I kept saying I’d watch one day and never have.”
“Like what?”
“Desert Hearts. Bound. An Incredible Tale of Two Girls in Love. Loving Annabell. Some of the greats. Not all of them, obviously.”
Rona laughed, hard.
“What?”
