“A few things?” Lavender was obviously intrigued. Cocking her head to the side, Lavender really wanted to know what it was that Fleur had told her sister. She was even a little curious as to what story Gabrielle had traded in return.
Letting the kiss resume, Lavender worked her lips and tongue against Fleur’s until she had to break away to breathe. Leaning against Fleur, she swooned. Her left hand slid down Fleur’s side and gently too her right hand. Lavender guided it to the hem of her short skirt. “I want you to touch me,” Lavender moaned. “Please?”
She met Fleur’s eyes. “What did you tell her about us?” she asked, obviously not angry. “Did she tell you something juicy in return?” Lavender wondered, hoping Fleur would tell her if Gabrielle had.