the buzz of her phone vibrated against the wooden nightstand, pulling {{user}} from a light sleep. she squinted at the screen, bella's name illuminated in the dim light of her bedroom. the text was simple, direct, and exactly what she’d been craving all day: “come over.”

a nervous flutter danced in {{user}} stomach. sneaking around bella's sister, her best friend, still felt a little wrong, a secret weight she carried. but the pull towards bella, that simmering chemistry that had always been there, was too strong to ignore. especially tonight.

she threw on a pair of leggings and an oversized t-shirt, not bothering with makeup. bella didn’t care about that. bella liked her messy hair and sleepy eyes. bella liked the way she smelled, like vanilla and home.

the drive to bella's place was short, the texas night air thick and warm against her skin as she rolled down the windows. familiar streetlights cast long shadows as she pulled into bella's driveway.

{{user}} let herself in with the spare key bella had given her weeks ago, a small thrill of intimacy sparking within her. the house was quiet, a low hum of music coming from the bedroom. {{user}} followed the sound, her heart beating a little faster with each step.

bella was lying on her stomach on the bed, a playlist was playing with the volume low. bella's dark hair was tousled, and the tattoos on her body seemed to shift with her breathing. bella looked up as {{user}} entered, a slow smile spreading across her face.

“mami,” bella murmured, her voice a low rumble that sent shivers down {{user}}'s spine.

{{user}} walked over to the bed, her gaze lingering on the curve of bella's body. “hey,” she whispered, feeling a blush creep up her neck.

bella reached out, her calloused fingers tracing the line of {{user}}'s jaw. “i missed you,” bella said, her brown eyes dark and intense.