Morgan woke up early as usual, took a shower and got dressed. On her way to the library which wasn't that far from her cabin memories of the previous night came flying to her head. She had fun, she talked to Brooke got to know a little bit more about her and even left with a good night kiss, it just couldn't get any better. In the past a few girls caught her eye and she even slept with them once or twice but once the vacation ended so did their romance and she never felt guilty or missed them, it was only for fun but Brooke was a completely different thing, she was smart and beautiful, she wasn't gay but still felt attracted to her, she had said it in the letter. Morgan knew that there was not a single possibility of them ever meeting again but still she couldn't see her with those eyes, she couldn't use her and leave her, it was either all or nothing.
Their destination was only a day away and the temperature was dropping at an alarming rate. Morgan never got off the cruise to walk around on the ports, she had to remain in the library even if there was absolutely no reader in sight. There was no problem with that, for the last few months she had been working on a few stories, love stories that is, she had access to a computer and thru there she was conducting research and writing, hopefully one day some big publishing company would like her work and print out her stories, maybe they could help the world understand that there can be true love between two girls or two boys just like there is between a man and a woman.
Morgan was about to push the door open when Brooke came into view, she was resting her forearms on the rails and looking into the semi lighted horizon.
"Brooke? I thought we were going to meet in the evening." Morgan approached her.
Brooke turned around and smiled, she looked so pretty with her hair lose and her turtle necks.
"I couldn't wait." Brooke hoped with all the forces of her heart that Morgan didn't think that she was being pushy or desperate; she just wanted to spend as much time as possible with her.
"I think we need to sit down and have a little chat." Morgan opened the door and waited for Brooke to go inside.
After Christine left the library Morgan invited Brooke to the office, there was a little bell on the entrance door that would notify them of any customers entering the store or leaving it. Morgan turned the coffee maker on and shortly after the smell invaded the air.
"What did you wanted to talk about?" Brooke sat on the couch and crossed her legs in a very feminine matter.
"About everything that has happened so far and exactly what is it that you expect from me." Morgan said and poured the coffee into mugs, added cream and sugar and handed one to Brooke who returned her glance confused.
"I'm not sure I understand you but go ahead."
"Well first of all, you understand that I'm a lesbian right?"
"Yes, I know that." Brooke replied.
"I really enjoy spending time with you, I've had so much fun, and well you know the way I feel about you, but I'm not sure of the way you feel."
"I like you a lot." Brooke said.
"I want you to understand that after this cruise is over we'll never see each other again, I don't know how you feel about that, maybe it would be better if we cooled things down a bit."
"You mean stop seeing each other?"
"I mean, seeing each other as friends."
"I thought that's what we were." Brooke lied.
"Come on, you don't have to pretend with me, I just don't want you to get hurt."
"But you would never hurt me."
"I wouldn't and that's exactly why I'm asking you to please respect my decision."
"Which is? I thought we were going to talk not to stop talking to each other."
"I'm sorry but I don't think we should see each other anymore. I can't see you as a friend and I can't have a relationship with you."
"I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this?" Brooke stood up and placed the cup on top of the desk.
"Maybe because it is."
"Fine; if that's what you want then you got it." Brooke opened the door and stepped into the library, she walked around the counter and exited the place making the little bells ring.
She walked to the buffet and had breakfast, something light, fruits and a glass of water, her doctor had told her that one of the reasons why she was getting leg pain was because of lack of exercise and wrong eating habits. For the past few weeks she had been trying to do her best to eat healthy and be more active.
Morgan had given her a headache so after breakfast she decided to go take a nap, she hadn't really been sleeping well lately.
Her room was picked up when she came back, it was amazing the technology that they had, the computers would tell the stewardess that the room was empty and they would come and make it all seem like nobody stayed there.
Brooke went to sleep after a few minutes of staring into darkness and feelings that she didn't dare to understand. How was it possible to feel that way about a perfect stranger, a person that she had only known for a couple of days but that made her feel like she had never felt before, alive and aware of herself, of her feelings.
Morgan couldn't get anything done, it was like if her concentration had left behind Brooke, like if her brain completely shut off everything that didn't have to do with her. She knew she had done the right thing, that Brooke was better off without her and the whole lesbian drama, a simple non complicated relationship was what she needed, but then who was she to decide what others needed.
The day seemed to stretch into nothingness and empty spaces, into unanswered questions and possible regrets. What ifs filled her life and she was tired of letting them rule her.
After work she went to her room and took a shower, she missed her daily dates with Brooke and their long conversations, the heat in the air, their mutual attraction was like a time bomb waiting to explode and Morgan wasn't ready for the consequences, confused bi curious girls weren't her type, but no matter how hard she tried to catalogue Brooke as a bi curious girl it was just too hard to believe. The gym seemed to be Morgan's only option, she wasn't hungry or sleepy and a good workout would most likely awake one of the two.
Her gym bag was ready and she dressed and put her shoes on. She had two options, either take the long way and weather the coldness of the deck or take the short way and walk by Brooke's room, she decided on the second one, what were the chances anyways.
Brooke had woken up and was ready to go have dinner when she opened the door and almost crashed with Morgan.
"I uh . . . I was going to the gym." Morgan tried to explain.
"It's ok; we didn't file for a restraining order." Brooke closed her door and carried on.
Morgan's heart was beating strangely fast, her grip on the gym bag tightened and she resumed walking.
Brooke took a deep breath and climbed the stairs to the deck. She was in the mood for sushi.
The sky looked beautiful tonight and she could see every single star out in the universe, the moon was completely full and the soft sounds of the waves hitting glaciers and the hull of the ship made it all seemed unreal. If she only had someone special to enjoy it with, someone like Morgan.
The gym was empty, just a couple of jocks doing weights and a few crew members enjoying just like her the benefits of the job. After a few minutes on the glider she did some crunches and pushups. The sauna welcomed her aching muscles and gave her a few moments of peace before Brooke invaded her mind once again. When she had opened the door and almost crashed into her, time had stopped and it was like a really vivid dream in which she could perceive smells, colors and feelings. Her perfume was so delicate but at the same time so intrusive, it had taken control of her senses making everything else blurry.
Brooke's dinner was very good, she hadn't eaten a lot, just a few pieces and a glass of red wine. She was completely sure that after sleeping practically the whole day it was going to take a lot more than the aid of spirits to go to bed. The library was always an option but she was afraid that it would bring her too many memories of Morgan.
Brooke couldn't even understand her obsession, she felt attracted to her, but nothing really happened, she had kissed a lot of guys and not even one of them had made her feel what Morgan had. What if she had always been a lesbian and she hadn't realized it or acted on it. At the same time if she was feeling this way over a kiss and a few minutes holding hands she couldn't even begin to imagine what else she could feel if they ever went further than that. Maybe Morgan was right and they would both be better off apart.
The walk back to the room was long and cold, she changed into comfortable clothes and laid on the bed, her eyes were wide open and her senses awake, almost on edge, needing something that she couldn't describe. Tired of exploring her own mind looking for answers or the lack there of them she decided to go to the library after all, maybe a good book would give her some kind of disconnection.
The bell rang startling a sleepy Morgan, she had to double shift tonight because Christine had gotten sick, food poisoning she had said after Morgan had left from work.
"You're not supposed to be working the night shift." Brooke said a little annoyed, she had been trying to avoid Morgan and there she was looking cuter than ever.
"Sorry to disappoint you but Chris got sick; I had no option but to cover for her." Morgan replied sensing Brooke's discomfort.
"I'm just here to read, we can go back to ignoring each other." Brooke walked to her favorite section and began to browse through the titles.
After what seemed like hours of staring at each other like high school kids, when they thought the other one wasn't looking, Morgan stood up and walked over to Brooke.
"Would you like some coffee?" Morgan offered.
"No thanks, I'm wired enough." Brooke replied and continued reading.
Morgan started to walk away when she stopped on her tracks, she slowly turned around and looked at Brooke.
"Brooke, I missed you today." Morgan waited but there was no reply. Brooke looked at her and they held their glances for a long time. No words were spoken only the tension in the air that could only be felt by them.
Morgan turned around and walked away, Brooke seemed like she wasn't ready to show her emotions. She opened the door to the office and stepped in, there were some papers on the desk that needed to be filed, most of them were receipts from customers using the internet and letters congratulating the cruise line for having such helpful employees like herself and Christine.
Morgan laid down on the couch and ran her fingers through her hair; she had a tension headache that was bothering her immensely. After a few minutes there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Can I come in?" Brooke asked.
"Yes, of course." Morgan replied.
Brooke stepped in and sat on the floor next to the couch.
"Are you ok?" she looked worried after seeing Morgan's frown.
"I just have this killer headache." Morgan replied smiling slightly.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything that I could do to help?" Brooke took Morgan's hand in her own and caressed it gently.
"I'll be fine now that you're here." Morgan squeezed Brooke's hand.
They stayed quiet for a while, the library was calm and the smell of books was everywhere, it was pleasant.
Brooke started to stroke Morgan's forearm with the tip of her fingers, up and down, sending all kinds of sensations.
Morgan tried to talk but Brooke interrupted her before she could mouth the words.
"I know that we talked about being only friends or maybe I should say that you, decided that for both of us, but the truth is that, I missed you today and I don't want to stop talking to you, I don't want to go on ignoring you for the rest of the week when all I want to do is spend every second of it with you." Brooke looked into Morgan's eyes while she spoke and waited for a reply.
Morgan didn't speak, she stayed quiet for a few seconds taking all the information in. Thinking on her next step, she had to be careful because after realizing all the things that Brooke could make her feel by just touching her she knew that there were a lot more things at stake than Brooke's feelings.
"Morgan I know that if I don't at least give my best shot at being with you I will forever wonder what could have happened, and I know that I will regret it if I don't tell you the way that I feel." Brooke let go of her hand and kissed her on the lips.
Morgan gasped in surprise and returned the kiss with a hunger that she had never felt before.
Brooke was the first one to withdraw from the intimate gesture; she caressed Morgan's face with her fingers and smiled at her. She felt happy, relieved to have said the things that were burning her inside.
"Brooke you have no idea what you are getting yourself into." Morgan sat up and pulled her closer to her, now Brooke was kneeling on the floor in front of Morgan who opened her arms and wrapped them around her new girlfriend.
"I say we try it out, see what happens, maybe it'll work." Morgan spoke more to herself than to Brooke because it seemed like she was the one that needed convincing.
"I'm glad to hear that." Brooke smiled and held Morgan tighter.
The door bell rang and Morgan walked outside with Brooke to see if the customer needed assistance, it was Chris.
"Hey, I thought you were going to take the whole night off." Morgan was pleased to see her coworker.
"I felt better, I didn't want you to over work yourself. Chris noticed Brooke and said hello.
"I better get going." Morgan went to the office and picked up her things. Brooke was waiting for her outside.
"Hey girl if you want to take today off that's fine with me, I'll cover for you." Chris said before the girls exited the store.
"Are you sure? I would love to." Morgan smiled and looked at Brooke.
"Yes, go ahead and get some rest and have fun." Chris waved them goodbye.
"Thanks, I owe you big." Morgan opened the door for Brooke and they stepped into the cold night.
"Do you want to come with me to my room? I have a few new releases that I haven't seen." Morgan waited for Brooke's reply.
"I would love to watch a movie with you." Brooke said and entwined their hands together.
The walk to Morgan's room was cold and they tried to walk as fast as possible, the wind wasn't blowing too hard but the glaciers and the icy cold water lowered the temperature dramatically.
"I'm freezing." Brooke exclaimed once inside the cozy room.
"Me too, imagine how it will be like tomorrow." Morgan opened the closet and threw her gym bag in the floor, on the top of the small compartment there were a few comforters and blankets. With Brooke's help she was able to get them out and placed them at the foot of the small bed.
"Which movie do you want to see?" Morgan grabbed a DVD case from the TV table and gave it to Brooke who was sitting on the couch located on the corner of the room.
"Do you have any genre preference?"
"I like romance." Morgan joked.
"Yeah, you look like that kind of girl." Brooke smiled and browsed through the movies. Some of them were new releases but most of them were oldies. Brooke chose Grease.
Everything was ready for their movie night, the lights were dimmed, the temperature was nice and warm, and the bed covers were pushed back for them to get in.
The bed was a full so they were practically touching each other's thighs, not that any of them minded. The movie began and they got comfortable.
"This sure beats going to the theatre." Morgan joked searching for Brooke's hand under the covers.
"Personally I prefer it." Brooke held her hand and rested her head on Morgan's shoulder.
She felt completely at ease and comfortable with her, there were no second intentions, everything was going with the flow and it was beautiful. It all seemed like a movie inside Brooke's head, the way they met and how fast their mutual attraction took over. The honesty on their conversations was unique, the way that Morgan had tried to protect her from a heart break, how she had risked it regardless, and everything was like a dream from which she didn't want to wake up.
The movie had just begun and the part in which Danny and Sandy both tell their friends what happened during summer in a two very different perspectives was coming up. The music began to play and the actors to sing. Brooke and Morgan surprised each other by catching themselves singing along together and after a good laugh they concentrated again on the movie.
"I've never done this before." Morgan said kissing Brooke's hair.
"Me either, men are not emotional, and they most definitely don't like musicals." Brooke held on tighter to Morgan cuddling her body next to hers.
"You are a very comfortable young lady to sleep with." Morgan teased Brooke because she wasn't bony.
"And what on earth makes you think that you are getting that lucky?" Brooke loved the foreplay and the joking, especially with Morgan that she felt so relaxed with.
"Oh . . . so I'm not?" Morgan twisted her body trapping Brooke's legs with her own and holding her forearms in an attempt to show control.
Brooke's expression changed into what seemed like a hint of fear, of pain almost.
Morgan let her go and caressed her face lovingly scared to have hurt Brooke.
"Is everything ok honey?" Morgan tried to be as gentle as possible as she freed her legs and gave her a little room to breathe.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Brooke seemed zoomed out, far and distant, like if her mind had traveled away from where she was, away from Morgan.
"Did I hurt you?" Morgan tried to read her glossy eyes but to no avail, they looked empty.
"Morgan, just promise me that you'll never do something like that again." Brooke felt like she was being unfair, asking someone to do something without even knowing the reasons.
"I won't. May I ask you why?" Morgan pressed the pause button on the remote control and turned the TV off making the room pitch-black.
"Because I had a really bad experience once and that gesture always reminds me of it."
"What kind of experience?" Morgan knew that she was pushing it, obviously Brooke didn't want to mention the occasion.
"It's really painful. I don't talk about it."
"I respect your decision, but if I'm going to be a part of your life and there's something that affects you like this, I believe I should be informed so that I can help you get thru it, so that I can offer my support." Morgan pressed her body closer to Brooke, she was getting a little cold, and Morgan wasn't sure whether it was the weather or the emotions.
"I was raped when I was a child. The guy that did it, held my arms in that position so that I couldn't fight back, I was powerless." Brooke spoke in a broken little voice that destroyed Morgan's heart into a thousand pieces, unfixable little parts that scattered all over her body.
Morgan didn't speak, she just stayed there feeling all her muscles get tense and her blood run faster with a rush that was deafening.
Brooke felt asleep in Morgan's arms, she slept peacefully, uninterrupted by dreams or nightmares. Her skin was soft and it smelled good, probably some kind of expensive lotion, Morgan thought.
On the other hand she hadn't been able to go to sleep; she had been trying to imagine how horribly traumatizing such an experience might be for an adult to react that way to an event that had taken place such a long time ago. Morgan had cuddled and watched Brooke all night long, there was not much light but there was enough to see her factions and how her face softened every time Morgan kissed her forehead or caressed her soft hair.
Brooke woke up alarmed; she forgot for a second that she had spent the night at Morgan's.
"Good morning sleepy head." Morgan said hugging Brooke.
"Hey baby, what time is it?" Brooke hugged Morgan back and kissed her cheek.
"It's almost seven. Are you hungry?" Morgan stood up and turned the lights on.
"Not really, how about you?"
Morgan declined with her head and went into the bathroom.
Brooke smiled and stretched her long legs and arms, she felt rested and happy, she had just spent the night with Morgan and it had been special, no sex, only beautiful caresses and sweet dreams. The night before she had confided her big ugly secret and Morgan hadn't said a word, in a way Brooke was relieved that she felt comfortable enough to share it, but at the same time she was worried because she didn't know what reaction it had caused on Morgan. She would ask her later.
Morgan took a shower and smiled all the way to the rinsing part, she was so happy and nervous at the same time, Brooke had managed to already conquest a big part of her heart. She was such a wonderful person, so full of dreams and beautiful feelings to offer, and she was all hers, all that she had to do was make a decision and give up her freedom, quit her job and go follow her heart. It was much harder than that and she knew it.
Brooke had made the bed by the time Morgan emerged from the bathroom, she was wearing black boy briefs and a tank top with no bra. Brooke stared at her feeling all warm in all the right places.
"You're next." Morgan loved the reaction that she had caused on her girlfriend, she smiled and gave her a white tank top and a pink boy brief.
"Thanks." Brooke looked at the garments and wondered how she would look like. Hopefully as sexy and hot as Morgan looked.
After the shower Brooke felt even better, she was now fully awake and fresh. She got dressed and had to stretch the boy briefs a little bit so that her thighs wouldn't be so tight. The tank top fit her a little small but she managed.
"You look hot." Morgan said from the bed, she was laying down waiting for Brooke.
"Thanks, so do you." Brooke blushed and tried not to stare at Morgan for too long even though she was fully convinced that it had been obvious.
"Come to bed." Morgan patted the mattress next to her and made some room for her voluptuous sexy girl.
"Morgan, about last night . . ." Brooke began to speak but Morgan interrupted her.
"We don't have to talk about that babe; I know it's very painful to you." Morgan kissed her on the lips making her melt in a matter of seconds.
"I love the way you kiss me." Brooke whispered on Morgan's partially open lips.
"I know you do." Morgan replied making Brooke smile and push her away playfully.
"You are too confident Miss Morgan." Brooke rolled on top of her and kissed her deeply making Morgan moan and move underneath in pleasure.
"You don't know what you are playing with." Morgan said after catching her breath.
"Oh really? And what exactly would that be?" Brooke was sucking her neck gently careful enough not to leave any marks.
"I'm not going to tell you, I'm going to show you." Morgan switched positions quickly, she was on top now, in control, just like she liked it.
Brooke relaxed her body underneath Morgan, she trusted her and had enjoyed every single thing that had happened so far.
Morgan caressed her leg up and down slowly, taking her time to feel every inch of the warm skin while kissing her lips seductively. Brooke felt like she was floating somewhere far and peaceful where all that she could see was Morgan, all that she could smell was her perfume, her skin soft from skin moisturizers, where all that she could feel was the tenderness of the gestures that Morgan was dedicating to her. Brooke's hands were also exploring all the places that she could reach, Morgan had a muscular toned body, her skin was surprisingly tanned and her hair smelled like that baby shampoo that is made from chamomile and it's supposed to make your hair lighter.
Suddenly the room temperature seemed to rise and between their bodies perspiration began to build up.
Brooke's thighs were moving upwards searching for Morgan's crotch, hungry for more.
Morgan's hand caressed Brooke's stomach underneath the tank top making her gasp for air. Her hand was warm and traced a trail up her torso and directly to her breasts. Brooke pulled Morgan's tank top up and threw it to the side, she stared at her beauty, at the perfect size of Morgan's attributes. Morgan did the same to her; once they were half naked their bodies became one and enjoyed each other's warmth. The sensations that Brooke was feeling were beyond description, she wanted Morgan to make her hers as soon as possible, her body couldn't take it anymore, she felt damp between her legs and the pressure that Morgan's body was making wasn't helping very much. She had never felt this intense desire for anyone in her life before. Her hands traveled down and tugged at Morgan's briefs.
"Take them off please." Brooke paused and spoke before taking Morgan's tongue in her mouth and sucking it sensually.
Once naked Morgan began to move against Brooke making her moan and open her legs wider. Morgan slid her hand down between their bodies and carefully caressed the aching privates of her lover. Brooke was wet and ready, her body tensed up as Morgan played with her clit and slowly pushed a finger inside of her. Her movements quickened as Brooke began to lose control, her head was tossed back and her hair was tangled and loose around her shoulders, her moans were getting louder and out of control, Brooke's whole body was shaking uncontrollably and finally a thunderous orgasm gave her the much needed relieve.
Morgan fell on top of her sweaty and out of breath, she had the biggest smiles on her face and her heart was also lighted. She felt a sheer happiness that made her momentarily forget the complications of the matter.
"Morgan I want to please you too." Brooke said and kissed her on the lips, her legs and lower body was shaking and she had never experienced anything like that before.
Morgan didn't have time to complain, Brooke was all over her, touching her and driving her crazy.
Brooke basically did the same things that Morgan had done to her, she didn't really have a lot of experience on the field and shortly after Morgan also had a wonderful orgasm that shook her whole body.
Brooke dozed off for a few minutes, she felt like all her energy had left her body and at the same time like she wanted to keep doing this forever. Morgan caught her breath and watched Brooke sleep for a few minutes, she fell asleep and dreamt with them together in Paris.