Body of Proof Fanfiction: To Turn You On - 8. Chapter Eight
A/N: I still do not own these characters. They are the property of ABC and all others responsible for the lovely Body of Proof.
The next Sunday morning, Kate Murphy woke up with the sweetest smile gracing her still slightly sleepy face. Her hand involuntarily reached up to her lips as she replayed the kiss from last night in her head. Megan. The mere thought of the redhead made Kate all warm and fuzzy inside, the soft grin never leaving her fine features. She rolled over in her sheets once again before pushing them away to reveal herself to the sunlight shining through her bedroom curtains. She was ready for whatever today was having in store for her. Including Megan.
She swiftly slipped into on an old pair of ripped jeans and a plain white shirt. In the back of her closet lay a colourful scarf that she carefully intertwined with her beautiful blonde hair, making sure her face was not going to be bothered by loose strands of hair during her least favourite but oh-so-necessary Sunday activity: cleaning. She paused in front of the mirror, rolling up her sleeves a little, posing like Rosie the Riveter on the We Can Do It! poster before making way to her living area where she dived into her record collection.
Swaying her hips to some rock and roll tunes, it took Kate less than three hours to turn her place into a spotless haven. She was not ready to admit it yet but she had taken great pleasure in tidying up, sensing that all the negative feelings that had taken a hold of her during her illness had fled out of the door with the dust she had just done away with.
Humming with satisfaction, Kate made way for the shower, dropping her clothes on the pristine floor along the way. If the clearing out of her apartment had been soothing, the warm water coming from the shower was the finishing touch. The blonde could feel her body revive with every hot drop that touched her skin and she left her bathroom feeling more relaxed than she had in the past weeks.
The only thing that was missing was a certain redhead to share her happiness with. Hold your horses for a few more hours, Kate. She was determined to impress Megan, not only with her immaculate apartment but also with her cooking skills – one of her hidden talents. Kate didn’t bother getting dressed, leaning into the fridge in nothing but a beige silk bathrobe.
As many hours as dishes later, Kate was standing in her kitchen with an accomplished look gracing her face. Megan better be hungry. She briefly contemplated lighting some candles to accompany their dinner but then again, Megan did not really seem like the romantic type and well, neither was she. Her thoughts were interrupted by a call from Megan, telling her she was going to be there within half an hour.
Kate could feel her heart skip a beat and with the butterflies, the nerves kicked in as well. She hurried towards her bedroom, where she switched her robe for a gorgeous dark purple dress – tight fit, of course – that she had already laid out on her bed, when her mind was not yet clouded with sugarsweet butterflies.
Finding herself in front of the mirror again, she had to admit that she did not exactly ooze the same poise she had displayed earlier that day. Surely she had set her mind on looking all confident and sexy for dinner with Megan, but reality was that she was feeling rather vulnerable, frightened even.
When the bell rang, she could barely make it to the door, the sight of her guest instantaneously making her weak in the knees. Megan had settled for a dress as well, a light shade of orange, strapless and quite a lot shorter than Kate’s, revealing enough leg for the blonde to almost lose it right there and then.
“Like it?” Megan teased as she entered the apartment. Feeling caught in the act, Kate starting blushing, unable to reply nor take her gaze away from the dazzling woman. Megan moved towards Kate, letting her body almost touch the blonde, who by now was completely at loss for words. “I take that as a yes”, Megan slowly said – with the most seductive voice Kate had ever heard – tilting her head to the side, biting her lip just a little. Her bright green eyes never leaving Kate as she added, “you look pretty stunning yourself!”
Partly expecting Megan to kiss her, partly trying to desperately break loose from the Megan spell she was currently under, Kate allowed her eyes to close for a moment until she heard Megan’s heels click on the floor. Taking a deep breath, Kate steadied herself before following the redhead into her spacious kitchen.
“I don’t know what you’re cooking, but it smells amazing in here!” Megan exclaimed in wonder, resting against the kitchen stand. “I hope you like fish,” Kate replied, “I tried this long forgotten French recipe!” “Sounds great” Megan answered, seduction still apparent on her face, “and I’m always in the mood for fish”.
Kate quickly turned around so that Megan would not have to see how her cheeks had gotten all red again, pretending to look for a bottle of wine. “I’m already on it,” Megan said from behind her, holding a bottle of white wine in her hands. Shaking her head a little, Kate smirked, “I should have known better” before reaching for two wine glasses.
Sipping from her wine, Megan attempted at a casual conversation, “Lacey told me to thank you for yesterday”. Kate smiled, “I had a really great time too. We’re the ones who should be thanking Lacey!” Megan let her eyes rest on Kate once more before playing the innocent, “Oh really? Why is that?”
Kate decided it was about time she took the upper hand; she closed the distance between herself and Megan, narrowing her eyes a little while asking: “Are you always such a flirt, Doctor Hunt?” Slightly taken aback, but recovering ever so quickly, Megan daringly smiled back at her, instinctively licking her lips before they locked with Kate’s plump pout.
The kiss left both women standing rather unsteady in their heels and Kate felt she had to pull back a little before things got too intense. She let her hand linger on Megan’s hips, placing a sweet little kiss on the redhead’s nose as she softly stated, “you are so beautiful, Megan”.
This time it was Megan’s turn to blush although she hid it well by raising her glass to her lips, swallowing a great gulp of white wine before walking into Kate’s living area. “You really do have a nice place here,” Megan remarked, admiration evident in her voice. “Thanks!”, Kate’s voice came from the kitchen, “It’s quiet, it’s mine and it’s perfect to unwind after a long day”, adding rather hesitantly, “you know how hectic things can get at work!”
Standing in front of the large windows overlooking the city, Megan nodded, knowing perfectly well what the blonde was saying. She suddenly remembered that Kate was coming back to the office on Monday. Still facing the window, Megan gently inquired: “Ready for tomorrow?”
A soft voice murmured close to her ear “definitely”, while two arms encircled her waist from behind. Megan comfortably leaned into the embrace and the two women stood there for a while in all serenity, admiring the city view until Kate’s oven signaled that dinner was ready.
“Hmmm, this is so good”, Megan declared a few minutes later. “Who would have guessed you were such a good cook?” she added humorously, looking Kate lovingly in the eyes. “Well, it’s only one of my many talents you have yet to learn more about”, Kate shot right back at her with a naughty grin.
They continued their lighthearted conversation throughout dinner, stealing affectionate glances from one another while working through Kate’s food masterpiece. “Leave some room for dessert,” Kate warned Megan, who was all too keen to devour just about everything that was presented in front of her. Including her blonde boss.
“I thought I was taking care of dessert?” Megan mused, leaning over the table to silently ask Kate for a kiss. The blonde was more than distracted by the view Megan’s dress permitted in this position. When Megan’s teeth left a subtle imprint in Kate’s lower lip, making the redhead’s intentions perfectly clear, Kate decided it was time to talk a bit more seriously.
“Megan..”, Kate stood up from the table and walked towards Megan, whose face was channeling confusion. She knelt down beside her chair and continued, “I’m not quite sure what we have here, but.. I think we could actually be something,” Kate looked up in the hopes of reading Megan’s emotions, “I’m not trying to put any pressure on you, but I would like to take things slowly and see where we might end up. I don’t want to rush into things with you..”, taking a hold of Megan’s hand, “.. you already mean so much to me, and I don’t even know you that well yet..”
By now, Kate’s voice had broken down, and she silently cursed herself for letting her emotions carry her away like this. Megan responded by softly letting her other hand caress Kate’s cheek, encouraging her to carry on with her little speech. “.. I’m falling for you, Megan”, was all Kate could get out without bursting into tears. She did not even dare to lock eyes with Megan, afraid that she had come on too strong but she needed not to have worried.
“I feel the same way,” uttering these five words in a considerably cracked voice, Megan sounded nearly as emotional as the blonde. Unsure of what to do next, Kate plainly let her head rest in Megan’s lap, allowing the redhead to stroke her hair, still not letting go of her other hand. “Look at us,” Megan broke the silence, “starting our relationship in tears!” Did she just say relationship?
Kate rose to her feet, urging Megan to stand up as well, the blonde’s voice still shaky: “You sure you want to do this with me?” Megan looked at her with so much love that Kate could no longer hold the tears that were stinging behind her eyes. The little drops that had begun travelling down her cheeks were tenderly put to a halt by Megan’s thumbs, accompanied by a resolute “Yes, I am sure. I want no one else but you, Kate..”
Megan pulled Kate in for a solid hug before sealing her statement with the sweetest of kisses, all at once making the blonde’s final insecurities disappear.
[R&R!] – That was cheesy.