Tara smiled as Willow came through the front door carrying another armload of empty boxes.
"Where do you want these?"
Willow headed down the hall, bouncing off the wall as she went. She reached the blonde's soon to be former bedroom and quickly deposited her boxes. She felt so excited to be helping Tara move.
"Do you want me to start in here?"
Willow's eyes darted around the room looking for the perfect place to start. The bedroom was small and cozy but she didn't want to be intrusive. Yes... her love for Tara was bigger than the universe but she didn't want to run across anything that might embarrass the both of them.
<And this is just the room for unexpected embarrassing things to be found...>
Tara stepped around the doorway and smiled at her lover.
"You can if you want to sweetie..."
Willow allowed her eyes to roam the curvaceous form of her lover.
"Any particular place you would like me to start...?"
Tara felt her cheeks blush at the come hither stare she was receiving.
"Well... you can start... I mean if you want to..."
Tara swallowed hard as she tried to resist the hunger burning in Willow's eyes.
The blonde pointed to the furniture piece and slowly backed out of the room... almost tripping on an empty box in the process.
"I'll just be... in here..."
Willow licked her lips as her eyes began to slowly undress the blonde.
"Are you sure...?"
Tara stopped and took a deep breath. It would have been so easy to drop everything she was doing and let the redhead ravage her in all ways possible.
"Willow... if you don't stop looking at me like that... I'll never get moved in to your house..."
The redhead cocked her head to the side and stepped over the boxes on the floor. She reached out and took Tara's hand in her own and brought it up to her lips.
"Our house... not mine... ours..."
Tara smiled and nodded her head and did her best to curtsy.
"Our house it is... m'lady..."
Willow let the soft hand she was holding slide out of her grasp. Her eyes watched Tara disappear down the short hall and around the corner out of sight.
"Ohhh... what that woman does to me..."
She closed her eyes and shook her head in an effort to clear out the visions of Tara that had begun dancing through her mind.
<Work Rosenberg... get to work... the sooner you get out of here... the sooner you get home... and get Tara snuggles...>
Willow slid open the top dresser door and began placing the items in a box.
<Oh my... maybe I should have started in the closet...>
Willow stared at the lace panties that were dangling from her finger.
<Focus... must focus... work...>
Tara raised the tailgate on her truck... silently wishing that it would close. She had never seen her Chevy so loaded down before. She gave a gentle nudge and felt relieved when the latch clicked and secured the gate.
It had been a busy day... between packing and trying to resist Willow's charms, the blonde had been hopping all day. Now all she wanted was to sit down... grab a bite to eat and indulge herself in some Willow kisses.
Warm arms slipped around the blonde's waist and gave a gentle squeeze.
"More than you know..."
Willow placed a tender kiss on the blonde's neck and smiled.
"Well... let's get rolling..."
Tara turned in the loving arms wrapped around her. She leaned forward and rested her forehead against Willow's.
"I love you so much..."
The redhead smiled as she kissed the tip of the blonde's nose.
"I love you too... so much."
Tara giggled as she played with the red locks of her lover's hair.
<She's got the cutest freckles...>
Willow looked deep into the blue eyes in front of her.
"You ready to go home?"
Tara nodded her head as Willow's arms slid down from around her. The blonde felt warm fingers interlace with her own and she couldn't help but smile as Willow walked her to the driver's side door of the white Chevy.
"I'll follow you... that way if anything blows out I'll just honk the horn..."
A couple quick kisses and then both girls were in their vehicles. Tara slowly pulled out of the drive and headed towards her new home. A glance in her side mirrors reflected her smiling lover right behind her. Everything was perfect. There was only one thing that Tara wished could be different.
"I love her mama..."
The blonde's thoughts filled with visions of what it would have been like if her mother had been alive...
"I wish she could have met you..."
Tara knew without a doubt that her mother would have taken to Willow like a bee to honey and vice versa. Just knowing that made her heart swell with pride and love.
"I'm going home...."
A lazy grin formed across the blonde's face.