Abby had never considered dating a woman. She hadn’t thought much of dating to begin with, besides what she had with Owen and that had been over years ago. She hadn’t had the time to tend to their relationship, nor did she want to.

But things were different now. She wasn’t obsessed with revenge anymore or protecting herself from it. She had Lev and..you. Granted not in the way she wanted but, she enjoyed the dynamic with you two in her life. The three of you had been through hell and high water in Santa Barbara.

That only made her feelings more complicated. What if you didn’t feel the same? What if you were disgusted and left. She didn’t want to imagine what that would do to Lev. To her.

Abby shook off the thought, turning on her side in hopes to drift off like you. Sharing a bed with you seemed intimidating to her at first, but that notion soon went out the window the moment she felt your warmth beside her. Even if it did make things harder to hide.

She should’ve known the shifting would disturb your light slumber. “Shit,” She whispered. “Just—go back to sleep,”