- •Violence: Possibly, you never know with Lex - but once again, nothing too graphic. Pg-13 at most.
- •Chapter 2
- •Chapter 3
- •Ignoring the tall woman's complaining, the elderly doctor finished removing the gauze and let out a low whistle. "That doesn't look good at all." He mumbled, shaking his head in dismay.
- •Chapter 4
- •Chapter 5
- •Ice blue eyes glared into his. "Problem?" Lex inquired coolly, even though it took all that she had to control the urge to knock the large man into next week.
- •Chapter 6
- •Chapter 7
- •Chapter 9
- •Chapter 10
- •Chapter 11
- •Chapter 12
- •Chapter 13
- •Chapter 14
- •Chapter 15
- •Chapter 16
- •Chapter 17
- •Chapter 19
- •Chapter 20
- •Chapter 21
- •Chapter 22
- •Chapter 24
- •Ida stood up. "I'll walk you out, honey." She wrapped an arm around her son's waist as they left the room.
- •Chapter 25
- •Chapter 26
- •Chapter 27
- •Chapter 29
- •Chapter 30
- •Chapter 31
- •Chapter 32
- •Chapter 34
- •Chapter 35
- •Chapter 36
- •Chapter 37
- •Chapter 38
- •Lex laughed. "Sure…let's take a shower - the lights are much better in there." She pulled the younger woman towards the bathroom and closed the door behind them.
- •Chapter 40
- •Chapter 41
- •If you would have been there, I'd wouldn't have been in that situation." Lex murmured. Taking a deep breath, she started to get up. "Let's go…I think we've got some shopping to do."
- •Chapter 42
- •Sighing, Lex took the clothing off of the hangers and began to get dressed. I hope she knows what she's doing…
- •Chapter 45
- •Chapter 46
~ Faith's Crossing ~ by Cbzeer
Disclaimers: Uber alert!!! The characters in this story belong to me. And although they do tend to favor (in looks, anyway) a couple of ladies who may seem familiar, no copyright infringement is intended.
Violence: Possibly, you never know with Lex - but once again, nothing too graphic. Pg-13 at most.
Subtext: Uh, yep! More like maintext, and again nothing graphic (still not talented enough to write the steamy stuff!).
Quality Disclaimer: Okay, this story picks up right where my first one, Destiny's Bridge, left off. It probably won't make much sense if you don't read my previous story first (shameless plug!). Let me know what you think. I'm still pretty new to this writing thing, so please be gentle. Feedback (good and bad) is accepted at cb.zeer@worldnet.att.net.
Part 1
Chapter 1
Lex woke at her usual time - before the sun had the opportunity to rise. Groaning slightly to herself, the dark haired woman used her right hand to rub her weary eyes, debating with her more practical side that was telling her to get out of bed. Just when she had decided to listen that annoying little internal voice, she felt the small body that was partially draped across her to snuggle even more tightly to her side. Lex sighed. Not like I have a good reason to leave this. Her lips turned upward into a small smile. Not like I'd leave this even if I did have a good reason. She pulled the small woman closer, feeling the blonde head turn upwards.
"Morning." A sleep-roughened voice grumbled, then soft lips kissed Lex's tan throat. "I've got to figure out a way to make you sleep in until at least sunrise, just once." Green eyes tracked up the sharp planes of the rancher's face, absorbing the relaxed look on her companion.
Lex smiled, working her hand under the soft material of the younger woman's sleep shirt, gently scratching the smooth back. "I dunno if you can, but it will certainly be fun watching you try."
Amanda crawled up the long body until their faces were inches apart. "You're on." She dropped her head slightly, brushing her lips gently against Lex's. Feeling strong hands running along the inside of her shirt gently mapping the route of her spine, Amanda deepened the kiss, noticing that the body under hers trembled. "Mmm…" she smiled against the older woman's lips. "Cold?" She loved the way Lex responded to her touch, knowing that she responded to the taller woman in much the same way.
"N…n…no…not…at all." Lex stammered, unable to control her voice when she felt small hands exploring under her shirt - hands that knowingly found just the right places to touch, leaving behind an almost electrical charge. "Amanda…" she cleared her throat, "we shouldn't…" But her body was happily rebelling - arching forward towards the younger woman's touch. "Your…ah… grandparents…" she mumbled, losing the battle as small, soft hands began tracing down towards her stomach, closely followed by insistent bites and small licks from the chuckling blonde's mouth. "They might…oh, God…" her eyes closed as Amanda found a particularly sensitive spot just below her ribs.
"Shhh…" the younger woman murmured. "It's okay, sweetheart…they're at the other end of the hall, and won't be up for hours." She slowly worked the soft shirt up the quivering body below her. "Besides, "she chuckled, "the risk of getting caught is half the fun." Then she stopped talking, and concentrated on the enjoyable task at hand.