CHAPTER5
Joan stepped off the bus behind Sadie. She looked so darn cute in her date night outfit of a low-cut blue dress and thick tights. Her tan overcoat covered her ass, but maybe that was for the best. Lewd acts in public could send a person to jail.
It’d be worth it, though.
Sadie breathed out a deep, contented sigh. “That ramen wasso good,” she said. She swung her small paper bag. “I can’t wait to eat my leftovers and enjoy it all over again.”
“And share with your girlfriend,” Joan teased.
“Sorry, pal. No sharesies.”
“Fair.”
Sadie tucked her arm through Joan’s as they strolled toward home. The Monday evening crowd moved at a moderate pace with those getting off work late or heading to nighttime activities. “I’d almost consider the Jewel District for my café, only I’d spend all my money on ramen.”
“And bus fare.”
“Yeah. I like it there, but it’s so far south, it’s practically not even the city anymore.”
Joan rubbed Sadie’s hand. They’d had an early dinner after checking out the Jewel District for a possible Sadie’s Café locale. The commute down there had been terrible, which was a pretty big deterrent. “I’m proud of you for taking this step.”
“Thanks.” Sadie’s lips bobbed in a feeble smile. “I’m proud of me, too.”
Talking to Perry a week ago seemed to be her catalyst to take baby action steps.Perry, of all people. It was good to know he wanted to pursue other legal business ventures. This needed to work for him and Sadie. Then all of Joan’s favorite people would be happy.
Sadie rested her head on Joan’s shoulder. She kissed the top of Sadie’s head. Being so comfortable together was awesome.
“You look incredible tonight,” Sadie said.
It was just dark pants and a white diamond-pattered shirt beneath a leather jacket, but Joan took the compliment gratefully. “I was just thinking how great you look. Good enough to eat.”
“You’re not getting my leftovers, Malone.”
“I was referring to dessert, Miss Eagan.”
Sadie chuckled. “Ugh, I wish I wasn’t on Day Two of my period.”
“I wish I had a regular cycle and could empathize with you.”
“No, you don’t. Menstruation sucks.”
Whether it was from super genetic makeup or wonky hormones, Joan never had regular periods. Not that she’d ever been able to ask a medical professional about it. Or another superpowered individual. “I’ll give you a long massage when we get home,” she said.
“I’ll give you whatever you want.” Sadie lifted her head, beautiful brown eyes filled with intent. “Whateveryou want.”
“It’s not as good if I can’t pleasure you, too.”
“Babe, I promise it will be better than good.”
Joan squeezed her arm. “You’re the boss.”
“Damn right. So think about what you want me to do to you.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Heat rose from her core, heading down to?—
A bright green flash popped in the night sky. Then a series of neon squiggles dashed through the clouds.
“What the heck?” Sadie said.
