felicity-worthington

My whole life I__e been ordered about. Now I shall give the orders._ I__e never seen Felicity so wounded. __ot me,_ she says. __ never ordered you about._ __h, Fee._ The old Pippa surfaces for just a moment, hopeful and childlike. She pulls Felicity to her. Something I cannot name passes between them, and then Pip__ lips are on Fee__ in a deep kiss, as if they feed on one another, their fingers entwined in each other__ hair. And suddenly, I understand what I must have always known about them__he private talks, the close embraces, the tenderness of their friendship. A blush spreads across my neck at the thought. How could I not have seen it before?