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Taylor loves the way her girlfriend looks when she’s lighting up a joint. It’s a weird thing for her to think—her fifteen-year-old self would be utterly aghast, though she’s not sure if it’s the ‘girlfriend’ part or the ‘weed’ part that would really do her in—but there’s just something magical about the way the firelight caresses Lisa’s face as she clicks the lighter, touches the dancing flame to the tip. Maybe it’s the way her cheeks cave as she takes her first deep pull, dark shadows in the hollows in sharp contrast to the illuminated lines of her cheekbones, the soft curve of her jaw. Maybe it’s the way it makes her eyes shine, the flame reflected in miniature in each of her pupils if you look closely enough (and Taylor is always looking closely enough). Maybe it’s the anticipation for when she’ll finally exhale, curls of milky smoke spilling from those soft, expressive lips in a way that always draws Taylor’s gaze like a magnet.
Maybe it’s the knowledge of what’s going to come next.
Series
- Part 2 of Just Girls Being Gals