“Exactly what I was thinking,” she said, pulling Rachel closer, always liking it when they displayed signs of synchronicity.
Movement caught her eye. Looking to her right, she saw the same older lady emerge from a back room, this time accompanied by a really pretty auburn-haired young woman. She was about Rachel’s height but didn’t have Rachel’s bust or hips. Taking a quick peek at her left hand, Ainsley spotted what looked like a rather impressive engagement ring on it.
Megan.
“Hi Second Megan,” Megan greeted Rachel.
“Hi First Megan,” Rachel returned. Laughing, the two women embraced.
“Am I the only one who was completely unaware of this?” Ainsley asked.
Letting go of Rachel, Megan gasped.
“Is this her?” she asked, and when Rachel nodded, approached Ainsley and said, “Hi, I’m Megan. It is so nice to meet you!”
“Ainsley, and it’s nice to meet you.” Ainsley was instantly won over by Megan. The woman had such a pleasant and open demeanor and her smile was out of this world. Even after only knowing her for a few seconds, Ainsley could understand what Vanessa found appealing about her.
“You’re famous,” Megan said with a laugh.
“I’m starting to understand that,” Ainsley said. “What sucks is, I never wanted to be famous; at least not for that.”
Megan shrugged.
“Lesbians,” she said in a what are you gonna do? tone.
“Anyway,” Ainsley said, “I love your artwork!”
“Thank you! It still doesn’t pay the bills but I can’t live without it.”
“Well, maybe I can help pay one or two bills,” Ainsley replied. “I’d actually like to buy two pieces. That one and that one.” And she pointed to each. “I also have a thing for dancers.”
“Aren’t they amazing?” Megan said, in a tone positively dripping with innuendo. “All that strength and poise and yet they’re still so…”
“Yummy?” Ainsley provided.
“Exactly!” Megan said, all three of them laughing. “Anyway, this is so cool! No one actually buys things when I’m around! Usually, Claudia here just sends me an email telling me she made a sale. I have prints of those available, by the way, in case you actually don’t want the originals.”
Ainsley scoffed.
“No, what you need to understand about me is, if I see something I really like, I want to make sure no one else can have it.” Ainsley looked meaningfully at Rachel, who blushed fire-engine red.
“This is awesome,” Megan said. “Thank you so much! Claudia can arrange to have them delivered. Oh, by the way,” she exclaimed, turning to Rachel. “Did Amy tell you about the party?”
“Nope,” Rachel replied. “Not yet.”
Megan explained…
Earlier today, Amy had been in the coffeeshop and got to talking with Vanessa and Megan. When the conversation was over, it had been decided that La Vida Mocha would close for a private party on the night Sally’s new lesfic book was released, in two weeks.
“Did you know her best friend is engaged to Jillian Ashley; well, engaged to Sally who is Jillian Ashley?” Megan asked Ainsley.
“It’s actually the only reason I’m dating her,” Ainsley said with a straight face.
“I figured,” Megan said, also with a straight face.
“The both of you can kiss my ass,” Rachel said.
“Anyway,” Megan said. “Party. Release night. La Vida Mocha. If you don’t bring Ainsley, you can’t come in.”