It was the stroke of midnight, Hazel had already left a note, explaining her sudden departure, much like Valentina, well, minus the note.

Her eagerness was balanced with uneasiness, she wondered if even coming to her Manhatten suite was a mistake, or if it wasn't at all.

Eight hours were lost in thought, Hazel never showed emotion, until she reached her doorstep.

Nervously, she knocked, she waited for a few moments until she was welcomed with a dearly missed figure. Instantly, her hands wrapped around the woman's waist, pulling her into an embrace as she savoured her body in her arms. "I missed you."

"I know." Valentina smiled into Hazel's shoulder, reciprocating the hug as her arms found themselves wrapped on her neck. "I-I'm sorry." She whispered, her voice was torn, and her emotions were raw.

"Don't be. You needed time, Val." Hazel replied, moving her body as her hands slid to the woman's cheeks, cupping them supportedly as she held her face in her palms, her thumb stroking her skin soothingly. "You needed to find yourself, and you did."

She waited for me. Valentina had thought, her swollen eyes brimming with that she thought had run dry. At that moment, Valentina had wasted no time in connecting their lips in a passionate state.

Both women's body tingled, they both poured in the emotions they had hidden from themselves, the ones they pushed away from the beginning. As if time stopped, Valentina had felt like Hazel and her were the very last people on earth, that they were bound to spend their days until the grey hairs would be the least of their problems.

"Thank you, Hazel." Valentina whimpered, connecting her forehead with her lover as they broke apart, eyes displaying an act of passion.

• • •

Currently, the two were snuggled in front of an eternal flame in the living room. All lights were dimmed, the rug was occupied with the lovers on top with another blanket engulfing them, securing the duo from the night breeze.

Valentina was holding Hazel in her arms, her head resting on top of the woman's. A fulfilling conversation had already passed regarding the brunette sudden disappearance, and Hazel did nothing but listen, and secretly, Valentina admired her in the golden light.

"And it's my fault he's gone again." Valentina sighed, her eyes trained on the crackling fire in front of her, the brunette's hand making small traces of circles on Hazel's wrist.

Hazel felt remorse, at some level, she knew the struggle of running away, thus she knew how Valentina felt. "It's not your fault, Val." She reassured, re-positioning herself so now the two were facing each other. "You're not responsible for his actions, but that doesn't mean you can't reach out to him."

"But how." The younger girl whined, resting her head in the crook of Hazel's neck. "He changes his number monthly, and I never know where he is."

Hazel smiled at Valentina's child-like expression. "It's either we find him, or he comes to us. He'll come, I promise you that."

Valentina raised her head, looking adoringly into her eyes. "How do you always know what to say?"

"It's a talent." The blonde shrugged, starring back into the eyes of her lover with just as much interest and passion. At that moment, Hazel had hooked her finger under the woman's chin, she watched as the glare of the fire hit perfectly against her skin. "You, my dear, are gorgeous."

A small smile spread across the younger woman's face. "And you are making it impossible not to kiss you." Valentina murmured, her face wandering closer as she finished.

"Do it." Hazel commanded softly, watching as a glint of mischief sparkled in Valentina's eyes. "Kiss me."

Without having to tell her twice, Valentina kissed her, re-living the tender touch of the woman. Hazel reciprocated the kiss with just as much hunger as the brunette, their tongues dancing as they touched each other.

Valentina hungrily pushed her back, her body mounting the woman below her in a swift motion. Just the touch of Hazel brought Valentina to life, her gentle and soothing fingers caressing the brunette's thighs agonizingly slow, or her tongue exploring Valentina's mouth.

The patience in Valentina ran low and was replaced with desperation and desire. One of her hands found its way into the woman's shirt, feeling the exposed skin under Hazel's jumper, while the other crawled its way to the woman's neck, choking it softly as she dominated her mouth and straddled her waist.

Hazel liked how rough Valentina could be, in no way did she hurt Hazel, thus making her love the thrill even more. Due to the blonde's touch, Valentina's skirt rose up, unveiling more of her thighs for Hazel to grip and tease.

In both women, a flaming desire began to grow, making their kiss less gentle and more hungry.

"Pick where you want me to take you." Valentina whispered, her mouth separating from Hazel's and clutching onto her neck.

Breathless, Hazel's mind was racing. "Let's explore our choices."

Valentina smiled at the woman's sudden playful reply. "Good choice."