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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Originally posted to my LJ years ago as an attempted drabble for Atfm. Suffice it to say that I exceeded drabble length again. Thanks to Debbie for the original beta. All errors made in the way of tweaks and edits are mine and mine alone.
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Chances
By Ann
The slow, sultry beat of the music slowly made its way to the corner booth; its sole occupant sipped on her beer and watched the couples sway to the music as she passed a discerning eye over the crowd. The cute, petite blonde who'd tried to pick her up earlier was pressed tightly against a brunette. The taller woman slid her hand over a pert little ass possessively as she pulled her dancing partner closer. Marley sighed, knowing it could have easily been her own hand, roaming freely and taking whatever she wanted, but that was the problem.
Marley didn't want what she could have.
Forcing her gaze from the couple, she glanced toward the bar, immediately spotting the tall redhead who'd chatted her up when she'd first come in. It seemed that the other woman had also managed to find someone willing to give her the time and, judging by the location of her hand, the redhead had been quite successful in finding someone who'd give her what she wanted.
Marley didn't want to cop a feel, either.
Taking a healthy swig from her mug, Marley turned her focus on the door, wondering if she should call it a night. There wasn't a single person she wanted to get to know better or pick up for a quick fling, just as there hadn't been anyone to catch her eye in the past few times she'd come looking. No, Marley was only interested in one woman and that woman was never coming into this bar or any other lesbian bar.
She lazily tossed a twenty on the table and pushed to her feet, deciding that the beer at her house was just as cold and her chances of finding the one she wanted were just as good.
A voice from behind called her name and Marley froze. The voice was one she'd heard many times in her dreams and, on a few occasions, in real life.
"Marley, I've been looking all over for you."
Slowly, Marley turned and focused on the brunette standing several feet away. Even in the dim light, there was no doubt in her mind that the woman was indeed Karen Sisco. She had the urge to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming, but she resisted just in case the encounter wasn't real.
"Karen?"
Karen smiled and stepped closer. "In the flesh."
Marley really wanted to test the statement, but she managed to keep her hands to herself. "Is something wrong?"
"No, I've just been thinking about that first night we had dinner together."
Marley frowned, unsure as to what Karen was referring. The only part of the conversation she'd paid attention to was the part where Karen had said she was dating a guy.
"What about it?"
"I thought that maybe we could start over, kind of replay that night from the beginning," Karen said, offering a shy smile.
"From the very beginning?" Marley tried not to get her hopes up.
"Yes, from the very beginning," Karen said as she glanced around the bar. "I guess dinner's out."
"Yeah, not much in the way of food here," Marley replied, not able to keep the disappointment out of her voice.
"There're drinks though." Karen gestured toward the bar. "Why don't you go get us a beer, and I'll hold the booth," Karen suggested, sliding onto the bench Marley had just vacated.
Marley stood stunned for a few minutes before she sprung into action. "Two beers coming up," she called out, taking a couple of steps toward the bar but glancing over her shoulder as if to assure herself Karen was really there.
"I'll be right back," she said with a nervous laugh.
"I'll be right here." Karen smiled and gave the other woman a wink.
Marley's grin grew as she headed toward the bar. She finally had a chance at what she was looking for.
The End