Wren dropped me back at the guest house by ten, and we sat for a bit with Josephine and Veda and watched the end of some psychological thriller. I didn't concentrate much on the movie. My mind was busy, trying to come to terms with the fact that, A, my Mother was finally dating, and, B, she was dating Avery Lane (Teddy's work wife as I've heard her referred to many a time)

Avery was fresh out of a divorce, and my Mother was dipping her perfectly polished toe into the lesbian dating pool... what could possibly go wrong?!

"But do they seem like a good match though" I had asked Wren after the movie.

She stood on the porch about to leave for her parents house, and shrugged "I don't know. I don't know your Mom that well. I do know she loves sports, and Avery's a retired athlete"

I nodded, that was true. "But what is Avery like personality wise. I mean, my Mother, she's not for the faint of heart"

Wren smiled softly, and wrapped her hands around my body, placing her head against my shoulder "Stop worrying babe, they are grown women with a mind of their own. If they don't suit they won't go on another date"

I ran my hand down her back gently, in soothing motions, most probably to soothe myself "I don't want her to get hurt" I explain.

"Avery can look out for herself. She's not a push over" Wren told me, to settle my obvious concern.

That wasn't what I meant though.

"I meant my Mom" I reveal.

Wren looks up, her chin against my shoulder "You're worried Avery will hurt your Mom" she asked, surprised.

"My Mother as far as I know hasn't dated in twenty four years. That's a long time to be out of the game. What if Avery is her first girlfriend, and what if she doesn't understand how it all works with dating. What if she gets her heart broken"

I exhale and sigh.

Wren kisses my shoulder "it's really sweet that you are worried about your Mom, but I think you're forgetting who your Mom is. She's Moira Dawson. She's terrifying to most, and intimating to the rest"

Wren was right, my Mother was both of those things, but she had been putting on a front for so long. She had needed to be strong, fierce, and independent, to be successful. Only recently had I seen her vulnerable side. I don't even think I knew my Mother as a human being and not just my Mom. Clearly I had no idea about her sexuality, and, my Mother in a relationship...I didn't even know what that looked like. Would she be dominating in a partnership? Or was she the complete opposite when she was into someone? The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to witness it for myself. I was excited for her, to start this new journey just for her, and to finally live a life that wasn't dedicated to her career, or me. My mothers job with me was done, her guardianship was over. She could be free, to be whomever it was Moira Dawson was, when nobody depended on her. I wasn't sure my Mother even knew who she was. She had been a twin, a sister, a daughter, and then a Mother... and each role required her to take care of someone else.

"Can I come back to Eugene with you tomorrow" I asked Wren.

She lit up "of course, I would love that"

I hugged her tighter "I was thinking of taking Veda to see my Mom. Even more so now. I have so much to talk to Moira about, and I need to check in. I know you have Soccer, but perhaps we could hang out after..."

Wrens eyes lit up "Please" and then she had a thought "and you can double date on Sunday with the Cams, and me"

"I would love to" I return.

She leant up and kissed me quickly "Good. I'm not sure I could suffer Camilla alone"

I laughed "Baby, maybe she's not so bad. Let's give her the benefit of the doubt. It will be great to actually sit down and talk to her. Maybe she just gets nervous around new people. Some people are awkward when they don't know people, and it can come off rude despite it not being"

Wren didn't look like she believed me "I'll text Cam now. I hope he's still coming"

W- Hey, I'm just with Millie. We were discussing Sunday. Is that still okay with you guys? Wanna double date?! First of many 🤞🏻Love and miss you x

It didn't take long for a reply.

C- Yes! I would love that. I'm glad Mills is back in the fray 😉 we can meet mid day if you like?! There's a great place near Camillas we tried out. I will ping you the location. Miss you too.

"He said that's great" Wren says, looking up from her phone "maybe you are right. Perhaps I was being too harsh"

A second text followed.

C- So, Camillas Mom is also in town. I forgot. She can tag along right, for lunch?

W- of course : )

C- Great! Thanks Bird. Listen, one thing. I know I don't even need to tell you this because it's not like a topic of conversation, but, if you and Mills could not mention me being trans. Camillas Mom doesn't know, and she would rather it not come from anyone but her.

"Huh" Wren said, dropping her phone to her side.

"What" I asked, seeing her frown. She handed me the phone and I read it. "So her Mom doesn't know yet. It's a new relationship, I expect that's not unheard of"

Wren looked a little more serious as she took the phone back and began to write back. "I know, but it made me feel funny. I've never spoken about Cam being trans in conversation with people like that. He's never had to ask me to not mention it, or fucking briefed me. I thought he knew me better than that to be perfectly honest. It just left a bad taste in my mouth"

I understood that, that their bond since children meant that certain things didn't even need to be said, but perhaps it was Camilla and not Cam who was the one worrying about it. That made more sense.

W- It goes without saying. Cameron, just to clarify... do her friends know?! Or Is this just her Mom?! For future reference, so that we don't have to have this conversation again. x

I looked over Wrens shoulder and read the message "Babe that's a little harsh"

C- Nobody knows. Camilla would prefer not to tell them at this time. I hope you understand x see you Sunday. :)

I read the message that came in and shook my head "Okay, not so harsh... you might be right"

Wren put the phone in her purse angrily and paced back and forth with her hands on her hips "Not that Cam should have to forever announce he's trans, BUT, it feels more like she's hiding him at this point. Millie if she's not even accepting that part of him... ugh" she groaned "I don't like this. I don't like this at all. I'm not even sure that last text was from Cameron"

I took her arm and stopped her pacing, drawing her back into me, and I kissed her forehead "Lets not get ahead of ourselves. We can get to know them as a couple on Sunday, and see what her vibe is"

"Dark" Wren retorted, and she cuddled into me.

"Looks like I'm sneaking an entire weekend out of you Ms Nomikos" I teased.

She looked up to me, with wiggling eyebrows that made me smile "You know exactly what it does to me when you call me that, in that way"

"Do I" I poke.

"Millie..." she practically growled. "Don't make me do something my grandparents might see"

"It's late... their lights are out" I pointed out across the yard.

Wren looked sideways, and back to me, offering a taunting look as her fingers curled around my thighs, lifting inch by inch my dress as she backed me into the wall. It had been so long that she had touched me in that way, that by the time her lips met mine, the passionate way in which our mouths came together elicits a pleasurable moan. The unrelenting and desperate kisses were sending sparks flying all over my body, and a pool of lava straight down between my legs. Her hand cupped my thigh and lifted it allowing me to trap her between my legs, and offer her complete access to me. Her kisses left my lips, they ached the moment she broke away. Her tongue hit my neck running, making me flush as she nipped and sucked at my flesh as her hand softly brushed between my legs. My body was offering itself up to her shamelessly, writhing against her. Her hand covered me, her finger tips dipping into the heat of me. She realises then how I didn't lie about not having much beneath the dress, and the sound that comes up her throat is orgasmic in itself.

She grabbed my rear with one hand and squeezed me tightly, her lips coming back to mine, and her tongue entering my mouth.

Fuck.

The light of Willa and Allies porch came on, and Wren immediately stalled, her fingers on the cusp of taking me. She pulled back ever so slightly, our kiss ending, our breathing was rapid against each others lips. We stayed in the dark shadows of the guest house, and hoped to god above that neither Allie or Willa turned to their left right now.

Mr Darcy ran out onto the grass.

"Mr Darcy hurry up" Willa called over the yard. "I have a warm bed to get to"

Mr Darcy then began to hack up something, making every guttural sound known to man that could kill a sexy vibe in a second.

Allie's voice could then be heard "It's on you Mr Darcy. If you will dig in the trash like we don't feed you organic dog food"

Wrens body began to vibrate a little, with laughter, and her fingers danced back down my thigh, the other releasing my plumped flesh as she slowly adjusted my dress and eased it back down my thighs.

The sexual frustration was real, but the dog throwing up ten feet away, and the grandparents of the woman I adored being literally moments from discovering us in the act, was more than a buzz kill. A whole lake of cold water was thrown on our encounter... until next time. We should be thankful really, that we didn't break our promise of going slow.

That...was...close.

And so was I 😏