22 Twenty-Two

Bella walked over to the white backdrop nearby while several assistants tried to enhance her appearance. Christa watched as the cameraman had her get into several poses. She couldn't help but stare at Bella's beautiful figure in the gentle lighting. Bella made eye contact and smiled. Christa's heart practically leapt out of her chest as she blushed and turned away. Sooner or later though, she was caught staring again. After a few more minutes, Bella walked over to Christa, "I've got to change." She noticed Christa's flushed expression, "I really don't mind if you watch." She said teasingly, while walking back to her changing room.

"Of course you don't mind! You want me to watch!" Her cheeks became brighter.

"Well obviously." Bella closed the door behind them before sliding off her heels and beginning to change. Christa covered her eyes and faced a wall, "I'm done!" Bella's voice chimed.

Christa turned around to see her wearing nothing but underwear and a bra, "NOPE! Put some clothes on!" She turned around again.

"Hehe, it's nothing you haven't seen before." Christa, in an attempt to get a hold on her situation, tried to play it cool.

"I guess you're right." She grabbed the chair that was still facing the corner, and had it turned towards Bella before sitting down. Christa thought she had caught Bella off guard for a moment, noticing some surprise on her face, when she smirked and continued to change. Christa, unprepared for this, sat in her chair baffled at Bella's lack of embarrassment. Before she knew it, Bella was already done putting on her new outfit, and combing her dark hair. Christa admired Bella's reflection in the mirror she was using, her hazel eyes rested below her sharp eyebrows, full of determination, her fair skin looked perfect in the faint lighting from a nearby lamp, and her full, scarlet, lips looked as if they were straight from a movie, "You're really pretty." Christa blurted out before covering her mouth. She immediately wished she had said nothing as Bella stopped combing her hair, "You know what? I should just leave." She got up to leave, and reached for the door handle when Bella grabbed her other hand.

Christa whipped her head around, confused, when Bella quickly leaned in. Her lips were softer than Christa could've ever imagined, they gently brushed against her own in one swift motion before pulling away, "I think you're beautiful." Came Bella's voice, shaking slightly. Christa looked up at her to see a slight blush on Bella's cheeks. She looked at her once prideful eyes, now filled with a sense of shame, and couldn't help but smile. Bella looked at her, confused, before Christa pushed herself up to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around Bella's neck to keep balance, as both their lips pressed against each others for a few seconds. Christa pulled away to look at Bella once again, Bella brushed away a loose strand of hair from Christa's face as single tear escaped one of her eyes. She smiled, looking the happiest she had been since they moved together, and placed her arms around Christa's waist.

The doorknob jiggled for a second, and before they could react, Dylan walked in.