I took the day off, not wanting to repeat the mistake of the previous week. Juliette's words keep repeating in my head "you suck at relationships." I admit my action last week was dumb and that I should have been there for Juliette, but she knows I'm new at this... She should have asked. She did apoligise though, after Lea left and once she calmed down about the bike incident. She even accompanied Lily and I to the park to give it a try. The little girl loved it and raced with some other kids. I knew it was a good idea...to this day I still don't get Juliette's reaction though.

Lea's fear is lingering in my mind too. I've watched Juliette closely the past days and haven't seen her take anything but I'm not home all day so I have no proof she's not taking any medication. And I did something I'll never admit to Juliette: I rummaged through her belongings. I couldn't find anything except some light painkillers.

"Miss Fischer." I'm brought out of my daydreaming and stand up to accompany Juliette to her appointment.

"Good morning Doctor, this is my partner, Amelia Sheffield."

"Miss Sheffield." The surgeon greets us and asks us to sit down on the chairs near his desk.

"So Miss Fischer" he looks at her xrays from two months ago and reads something from Juliette's file. "I remember you badly broke your tibia and I had to stabilise it with screws and a metal plate. How's the pain?"

"It's been hell for two weeks but I'm getting better even if it still hurts a lot. At times the screws really tingle..."

"That's quite usual. We can have them removed once your bone is completely fixed but some patients decide to keep them in."

"I'll see about that. Hum, I need a refill of my prescription."

The surgeon types something on his computer and he frowns. "I see I gave you a three month prescription for painkillers and morphine. So you still have enough for a month."

"I....I misplaced a bottle." Is that panick in Juliette's eyes?

"You know what, let's have your leg x-rayed. You shouldn't be feeling that much pain." He writes down a note and asks for a nurse to accompany us to the wing where the scans and MRI are made.

We sit in the waiting area, and I notice Juliette has started bouncing her left foot. Beads of sweat are forming on her forehead. She stands up and paces to and fro, irritated.

"The fuck I don't have all day."

"Baby, just come sit down, you're next." She doesn't listen to me and keeps pacing, checking the time on her watch every two seconds. Finally it's our turn and we enter the x-ray room.

"Take off your trousers and anything metallic you might be wearing, and put them in this tray. Come out when you're ready." The nurse instructs Juliette.

As she comes out of the small changing-room, she asks Juliette if she's pregnant. That's standard procedure as radiation can affect the foetus. She answers she isn't and lies down on the table. I see her cheeks have turned a light shade of pink and she's avoiding looking at me.

"What about you?"

"Hum what?"

"If you're pregnant, I suggest you stand outside or wear a lead jacket."

I chuckle. "No no, There's zero chance I might be pregnant." Shit, I shouldn't have been so blunt in my answer.

"Fine, you can stay here then but come with me behind this window."

My eyes trail over Juliette's body as she's lying down on the x-ray table. She's keeping her eyes on the ceiling, preventing me from reading in them what she's thinking. I have come to learn her eyes are extremely expressive and usually betray her thoughts. We haven't had that talk but maybe we should... she has a daughter, and I told her I never want to get pregnant, ever. But what if she does...? Oh my... Amelia.

"All good, you can get dressed."

We head back to the surgeon's office again and after a quick look, he explains to us what he saw and conclues from the xrays. "See, your bone is healing nicely. There's no tissue residue, nothing that may explain your pain. So I'm going to prescribe a lighter painkiller. Sometimes heavy medication makes your body so numb it responds harshly to minimal pain. Don't worry I'm confident it will go away in no time."

Juliette didn't expect that, she tries to protest nicely, not wanting to sound desperate, but I hear it in her voice....she's on the verge of breaking down. "Come on baby, let's get you home." I gently tell her, grabbing her arm.

"Let go of me." She breaks free and walks to the door, not waiting for me. I run behind her to keep up with her and stop her. Gosh she's become fast with those crutches. "Talk to me. What's wrong."

"Nothing... I...I'm just upset. This surgeon doesn't understand the pain I'm feeling day in and day out and he just prescribed fucking painkillers!" Her eyes are bloodshot and they start watering. I rest my forehead against hers and put my hands on her hips, and tell her in a low voice: "You're going to be alright, I'm here, I'll help you through this. You hungry?"

She nods. That's new. I let her choose the restaurant and after changing her mind five times, we pull over in front of a Chinese. We order take away on my suggestion and Juliette approves. Finally. Gosh, couldn't someone warn me relationships are hard?? Or maybe it's just the French women? I have no idea...

Juliette plops on the couch when we arrive and takes one of the light painkillers in her mouth, swallowing it dry. I counted the pills, just in case, and know she can't take more than two a day, and can last a month with this single pill bottle. I bring back the food and sit next to her, my legs folded under me. I start an episode of her show, not really bothered that I missed the previous two seasons. I'm just happy to share something with Juliette alone as we haven't had quality time since the Superbowl.

After lunch, the brunette changes position, and leans into my arms. I kiss the top of her head and we keep watching but I sense she has lost interest. She puts her hand on top of mine and entertwines our fingers bringing mine to her lips where she places light kisses. I take her earlobe between my teeth and nibble gently and hear myself moan as she puts one of my fingers inside her mouth. I leave a trail of kisses behind her ear and to her neck where I suck on her pulsating vein. My hand, still in hers, carresses her tone stomach and I feel goosebumps forming on her skin as I move slowly up her body and on her breasts. I grip one and pinch her erect nipple. I suck harder and hear we're both moaning now.

Juliette guides my hand downwards and we stop as our interlaced fingers reach the rim of her sweat pants. She slightly turns her body towards me, allowing my lips to find hers. I bite on her lower lip but she keeps them close. "I love you Juliette." She opens her mouth to answer and I rush my tongue inside, deepening the kiss. I hear her trying to protest and I laugh into her mouth. "You're so predictable baby." I tell her breaking the kiss, before filling her mouth again.

I try to remove my fingers from her grasp but she keeps hold of them, directing our hands under her sweatpants. I can feel how hot and wet I have made her as she rests them on top of her underwear. Our hands start rubbing on her core, making my own throb. I manage to wiggle one of my fingers out and in her underwear, playing with her soaked entrance. I try to push it inside her but can't go deep, Juliette's grip and our position are a hindrance and I get frustrated but keep on kissing her hungrily and passionately. Now that she's distracted I take the lead and place our hands directly inside her underwear, and smirk feeling her wetness on my palm. She gasps at the sudden move but moans all the more as my fingers brush against her clit. Her hand lets go of mine and clasps my wrist hard. I know she won't need long and I quicken my pace but as she gets louder, I stop and remove my hand. "Amelia, what the..." But she's too surprised to finish. I stand up, making her body fall flat on her back and I rush to her legs to take off her sweat pant and panties before kneeling in between her open legs.

I place my fingers right in front of her entrance and stare into her beautiful smoky eyes. She closes them and arches her back in expectation of a deep thrust as I start pushing my fingers inside but I stop after the first knuckle. She snaps her eyes open and pouts, letting her back fall heavily on the couch. I smirk at her and continue pushing into her slowly, not going too deep, and she grunts each time I enter, expecting any moment the sudden deep push she's longing for. But I won't give it to her yet. I'm in a playful mood and don't want to allow her a quick release so I keep going, slow and shallow. Her body has started shaking before me, and I take in the view. Her head is bent backwards, she's biting hard on her bottom lip and lifting her back higher each time I pull my fingers inside her. I know she's close now and I pump harder deepening each stroke, curling my fingers...she's still breathing but not for long. I encircle her clit with my mouth and start licking, provoking a loud moan and just in seconds, her walls clench around my fingers as she releases the air she has been holding in her lungs provoking a long moan. She clasps my wrist hard, inserting her nails in my skin. "Fuck...Amelia...stop." But I won't. I take my fingers out but continue pleasuring her orally, slow at first to let her come down from her climax, and faster as her other hand grabs my head tightly. Her second orgasm is quick to build up and as she nears her high, I have to maintain her hips down with a firm grip as her body is shuddering violently around my tongue. Finally, her breathing calms down and her body stops shaking. " I love you too." She exhales. I crawl on her body and kiss her before resting my head just above her breasts. How I love lying there, in her arms, listening to her heartbeat.. She brushes my hair with her fingers and starts massaging my scalp, I close my eyes and fall asleep but I don't slumber long. I'm woken up but the softest voice telling me it's time to get Lily. I lazily open my eyes and raise my head to kiss the beautiful brunette.

"I'm gonna go get her ok? You stay and rest."

I'm only away for half an hour but when we reach the top floor, all the lights are out. It's weird, it's only 5pm but maybe Ju is having a post orgasmic nap. I peep inside our bedroom and notice a curled shape under the sheets. I slowly close the door and put Lily in the bath while I order food for later tonight. After the bath I settle Lily at the dining table next to me. She's colouring in one of her books while I'm doing some work on my laptop. We don't hear Juliette joining us. I suspect she was watching us from the door...something she often does when I'm alone with her daughter. I guess she likes the sight. She walks to her daughter and kisses her cheek, then she walks behind me and wraps her arms around my neck, whispering in my ear "thank you, for today."

"You don't need to thank me for...you know..." I wink but she slaps my arm. "Ouch! I was joking baby! I told you, I'm here whenever you need me." That answer was definitely the one and she grants me a kiss. I'm getting so good at this 😏

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