Southern Cross by Windstar

"I can't believe that everyone knows when we make love."
Emily had been certain that might be a problem for her lover, and she really wished she could do
something to help her sort through it.
"They don't care, Julie, in fact, they're happy for us."
"I know, but…"
Emily nuzzled the fine, red hair under her cheek, as Julie's arms tightened around her.
"It's hard, Emie."
"I know. Julie?"
She waited until green eyes peeked up at her before lightly tracing patterns up and down the
smaller woman's back. Liking the warm length of the lithe body pressed up against hers.
"We don't have to do anything you know."
The smile that crossed Julie's face made Emily positive she'd managed to say the right thing this
time. Shifting in her grasp, Julie slipped her hands up around the back of Emily's neck. Tugging
the First Guardian's head lower, the younger woman whispered, their lips just barely brushing
together, "it'll keep our crews on their toes right?"
Emily couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips, and she nodded as seriously as she could
against the redhead's lips.
"Oh, yes."
"Let's keep them really on their toes then."
At least that was what Emie thought that Julie had whispered, but she wasn't certain since she
was concentrating on trying to get the younger woman's blouse off.
Chapter Ten
The insistent snarling sound of a priority com call dragged them both out of deep sleep.
Yawning, Julie grudgingly let go of Emie's waist, letting the taller woman slide out of bed and
hit the acceptance button.
She was half awake through the conversation that followed, wanting desperately to curl back up
with the warm length of the First Guardian and go back to sleep. The blankets still smelled of
their lovemaking from the night before and she felt a lazy smile form at the memories. Emily's
tone caught her attention and she listened to the last half of the conversation.