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One month later

Patience's POV

I sat on the steps listening to Claude talk about himself, most of which was ignored. We were set to be wedded tomorrow, a union which I had no say in sadly, but according to my mother, it would be the greatest thing to ever happen to me.

The car pulling over to side had my mood changing for the better, Claude turned smiling looking at her as she stepped out of the car moving over to us.

"Claude, Patience,"

"Always so formal Hannah," he joked and she smiled her eyes moving to me and I returned one, the month that had passed only served in us growing closer. We talked about any and everything when we were alone. I was actually happy to see her since I had finished another page earlier today and I had been awaiting a moment to discuss it with her.

"Patience," she called out breaking my thoughts and I looked up to see Claude getting into her car driving off.

"Where is he going?" I asked as she held out her hand.

"I don't know and I could care less what that man does as long as he doesn't damage my baby," she responded amused referring to her car and I laughed slightly taking her hand standing up.

"Is your mother on the inside?" she asked softly as we began walking around the back of the house.

"Already in need of a rematch?" I questioned and she smiled.

"Maybe later on, I wore this tie especially for her," she joked and I laughed

"Where is Patsy?" She asked

"She went to town, "

"If I had known I would've stopped and picked her up on my way over, " she replied frowning as we made our way over to the swing, that was surrounded by trees which blocked us from the sight of anyone who was at the house.

"Do you want to push me?" I asked softly sitting on the swing and she released a small laugh moving behind me her hands staying on my waist, moving me back and forth slightly since she knew it would be difficult for us to talk if she had-

"I can tell you want to tell me something?"

"I did but we can discuss the book later,"

"Are you sure your memory can wait until later?" She asked amused and I laughed slightly.

"That only happened twice," I reasoned

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"I want to ask you something" I replied remembering the thought that had ran through my mind this morning.

"What about?"

"Have you ever been..been to bed with a man?" I asked shyly not knowing if I was overstepping or not but her silence was enough to have me panicking. Regret suddenly filled me and I turned looking back at her to find her amused and relief ran through me.

"That is quite a question," she mumbled smiling.

"You don't have to answer it if it makes you uncomfortable,"

"It doesn't, and no I've never slept with a man," she replied and I frowned.

"Then how can you know for sure that you're gay?" I asked confused.

"The same attraction you feel for men, I feel for women, it's not a choice"

"But have you never wanted to try, to see what it was like?"

"Have you ever wanted to try with a woman to see what it was like?" She asked shooting back the question at me and I smiled shyly looking away from her, returning my gaze to the trees before me, knowing that I had thought about it numerous times in the last week. I felt her hands pulling away from my waist and before I knew it she was standing before me.

"So that is yes?" She asked softly and I looked up at her, not being able to fight the funny feeling in my tummy.

"Yes, I have, have you?" I asked softly and she smiled.

"I have never thought about sleeping with a man, I've only desired to be bedded with women," she confessed and I nodded searching my brain for a subject change.

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