5. First Date - Part 1

Nicole walked into the coffee shop wearing her perfect uniform with her hands resting on her belt buckle, causing Waverly’s mouth to drop slightly open. She could’ve sworn the officer’s uniform top revealed just a little bit more cleavage today. Waverly never thought that she would be the kind of girl who got turned on by another woman’s cleavage, but here she was, practically fawning over the woman with fiery red hair – which, by the way, was in perfect waves. Waverly could tell that she had spent a little more time on it this morning, which she appreciated.

“Hey there, pretty lady.” Nicole smiled, showing off her dimples as she walked up to the counter.

“Good morning, officer.” Waverly replied, playing along with Nicole’s game. “Can I interest you in one of our tasty pastries?”

“No, thank you. I think I’ll just have a cup of coffee.”

“You sure? We have muffins, danishes, donuts, cronuts…”

“You have cronuts?” Nicole asked in disbelief, slipping out of character. Waverly laughed at how excited she had gotten. “Oh, uh, I mean,” she cleared her throat. “That’s very generous of you ma’am, but I’ll just stick to the caffeine.”

“Alright then. What would you like?”

“Can I get an Americano with half and half steamed in and a dash of cinnamon please?” She smiled.

“Oh! Lucky for you, I have one right here!” Waverly exclaimed playfully as she placed the cup in front of the officer.

“Why, thank you! What do I owe you?”

“An orgasm,” Waverly said boldly.

Nicole almost dropped her coffee as she felt a surge of heat rush between her legs. She looked at Waverly with wide eyes. “W-what?” She stuttered.

“Relax, Nicole. I’m only joking.” Waverly giggled.

Nicole let out a sigh of relief. “Jesus, Waverly. Don’t do that to me!”

“Do what?” Waverly asked innocently.

“Don’t get me all worked up right before I have to start my shift!” She handed Waverly her card and watched her swipe it.

“You’re the one getting me all worked up! Walking in here wearing that sexy uniform and then standing with your feet hip-width apart and clutching that belt buckle in a dominant power stance.” She handed the card back to the amused officer. “It’s unfair!”

“Really? You like the uniform?” Nicole gleamed.

“I really like the uniform.” She leaned a little closer to Nicole.

“Huh. Good to know.” A playful smirk spread across Nicole’s face.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She leaned back and narrowed her eyes at Nicole. “What are you up to?”

“Oh, nothing. Just making a mental note.” The redhead grinned.

“Uh huh.” Waverly replied, unconvinced, as she leaned over the counter and grabbed Nicole by the collar of her shirt, pulling her into a searing kiss. It only lasted a maximum of three seconds, but it was enough to make Nicole go weak in the knees. She grabbed onto the edge of the counter for support as Waverly released her.

“Now who’s being unfair?” Nicole whined.

“Still you.” Waverly grinned. “Hey, so where are we going tonight?”

“It’s a surprise.” Nicole winked as she sipped her coffee.

“Well, what are you wearing?”

“That’s also a surprise.”

“Nicole,” Waverly drew out her name as she whined, “I just want to make sure we’re not wearing the same thing.”

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem. We have completely different tastes in clothing.”

“Well, is this a formal occasion? You’re not taking me to a mechanical bull pit or anything, are you?”

“Dammit. You got me.” She snapped her fingers in a swooping motion.

“Nicole, I’m being serious!”

“Okay, okay. Wear something nice.” She looked at the time. “Shit. I have to get going.”

“Okay,” Waverly groaned.

“I’ll pick you up at seven tonight.” She gave Waverly a quick peck on the cheek before rushing out the door.

---

“So, what are you wearing on your date tonight?” Dolls asked as he sat on top of the table in the break room next to Nicole – who was sitting in a chair.

“Oh, I was just going to wear my uniform. I’m thinking it’ll be easier to get us a booth with it on,” she replied nonchalantly as she sipped her third coffee of the day.

Dolls stared at her in fear.

“I’m kidding,” she said bluntly.

“Oh thank god.” He let out a sigh of relief. “This is serious Nicole. It’s the first time she’s going to see you out of uniform. You have to make a good impression by wearing something that accentuates your curves.”

Nicole looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “What is this? Queer eye for the straight guy?”

“I have been hooked on that show lately,” Dolls confessed. “They’re just so good at giving advice! I mean, with the hair, and the clothes, even the food! And it’s amazing to see all of these different types of people come together. It’s very interesting to watch.”

Nicole stared at him. “If I didn’t already know that you were straight, I would know that you were straight.”

“I’m taking that as a compliment.” He shrugged. “So, what are you really wearing tonight?”

“Honestly? I’m not quite sure yet. I can’t decide if I want to go for a sexy dress, or something sexy with pants.”

“Well the important part is that it’s sexy. As long as you have that, Waverly will swoon.”

“Did you really just use the word swoon?” Nicole teased, resulting in Dolls playfully pushing her in her chair.

“Haught! Dolls!” Nedley yelled from the doorway. The two officers jumped up from where they were sitting. “I don’t pay you two to horse around. There’s an elderly woman waiting in the lobby for some assistance. Get to it!”

“Yes sir,” Nicole said as she powerwalked out of the breakroom.

“Sorry Sherriff,” Dolls apologized, following suit.

Nedley shook his head. “Kids these days.”

---

Waverly practically ran into the bar and jumped on the stool in front of Wynonna.

“Um, hey?” The older Earp said as she unexpectedly saw her sister in her place of work.

“Help me pick out what to wear!” Waverly whined.

“What’s wrong with that?”

“What?” Waverly looked down at her well-fitted T-Shirt and jeggings. “No, I mean for tonight!”

Wynonna looked at her in confusion.

“My date with Nicole…” Waverly specified, a little annoyed at her sister for not remembering one of the biggest moments of her life.

“Oh, right! Your hot date with Officer Haught,” Wynonna teased, causing Waverly to groan. “You know, it would be a lot easier to help you pick out what to wear if we had a closet full of clothes here.”

“Yeah, but we don’t, so do your best.”

“What I mean is, why don’t we just wait until tonight? I can help you when my shift is over. What time is she picking you up?”

“Seven.”

“I get off at six, so we’ll have plenty of time.”

“Well what if she gets there early?” Waverly asked a bit panicked.

“Then I’ll keep her entertained until you’re ready, okay? Relax Waves. I’ve never seen you this nervous to go out to dinner with someone.” She grinned. “It’s kind of cute.”

Waverly rolled her eyes. At least someone found her agony entertaining. Part of her missed being with Champ and not having to go through the mental suffering of picking outfits and freaking out over what to say next.

“Well well, look who it is.” A familiar voice said from behind Waverly.

She looked up and whispered, “Not funny, universe.” She turned around as she sighed. “Hello, Champ.”

“Have you come to your senses yet?”

“About what?” She folded her arms.

“About coming back to me. I know you miss what we had.”

Was he listening to the conversation I was having in my head just now? “Champ, I really don’t. In fact, this is the happiest I’ve been in over four years.”

“What, spending your Friday night alone on the couch? Come on baby, just come back with me to my place tonight. I just got a new TV!” He exclaimed that last part as if it were an accomplishment.

Waverly clenched her jaw. “Actually, I can’t. I have a date tonight.” She remarked.

Champ narrowed his eyes. “Who is he? I’ll punch him in the face for stealing my girl!”

Waverly shook her head as she rolled her eyes. “Champ, it’s over. We’re done. For good. Why don’t you just get that through your thick skull and leave me alone.” She turned back around to face Wynonna, who was pretending like she wasn’t listening to the whole thing. Wynonna was trying this new thing called ‘letting Waverly fight her own battles’, which Waverly appreciated.

He growled before finally walking away, mumbling words such as ‘bitch’ and ‘regret’.

Wynonna smirked at her sister. “He really is an ass.”

“A huge ass,” she sighed. “Whatever. I don’t even want to think about him anymore. The only thing I want to think about is my dinner date with Nicole.”

“Right. Sure. Dinner with Nicole. That’s what you’ll be thinking about all day,” Wynonna mumbled.

Waverly ignored her. “My break is almost over.” She hopped off the stool. “I’ll see you at six o’clock. And don’t be late!” She wagged her index finger at her sister before making a swift exit.

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“How about this one?” Waverly asked, wearing a sparkly beige dress.

Wynonna looked up at her sister. “Isn’t that your prom dress from junior year?”

Waverly looked down at herself to assess the wardrobe. “Oh, right. Maybe this one is a little too much.” She walked back over to the closet and removed the garment.

“Yeah, just a little,” Wynonna replied sarcastically. “Oh, what about this one!” She grabbed a red dress from the pile of clothes on the bed and held it up to show Waverly, who poked her head and bare shoulders around the corner of the closet door frame. “You can’t go wrong with a sexy red dress.”

“That one’s too short.”

“Can a red dress really be too short?”

“Trust me, that one is. I’m not showing up to my first date with Nicole looking like a floozy.”

“Fine,” Wynonna mumbled as she threw the dress into the established discard pile before picking up another garment. “I bet this one will get a good reaction.”

Waverly turned her head around the corner once again and narrowed her eyes at Wynonna. “That’s my old high school cheerleading uniform.”

“I know,” The older sister smirked. “And I bet it will get a good reaction.”

“I’m not wearing that to dinner.”

“I didn’t say to wear it to dinner,” she replied suggestively.

Waverly huffed as she walked out of the closet – ironically. “Wynonna, can you be serious for one second? It’s already 6:30 and I really need to find an outfit for tonight.”

“Okay okay, fine.” She tossed the uniform aside.

“Thank you.” She walked back over to the hanging clothes.

Wynonna rolled her eyes and sifted through the pile next to her before picking up a slinky black dress. “What’s this? I’ve never seen you wear this before.”

Waverly walked over to her, wearing only her bra and panties. “Oh, yeah. I actually forgot about that. I bought that for a date Champ was supposed to take me on before he bailed on me to go to a horse race with his friends.”

“Figures,” Wynonna said in an unsurprised tone of voice.

Waverly’s eyes widened at the garment before she snatched it out of her sister’s hands. “It’s perfect!” She exclaimed as she eyeballed the garment up and down. She quickly threw it on over her shoulders and patted it down her body to straighten it out.

“Wow. You look gorgeous in that!” Wynonna exhaled, looking at a grown-up woman for once, instead of her baby sister.

“Yeah? You like it?”

“I think more importantly, Haught is going to like it.”

“I hope so.”

“I guarantee she’ll be between your legs in 10 minutes tops after seeing you in that. Dinner might actually end up being an appetizer,” she laughed.

“That’s not the goal tonight, Wynonna.” Waverly warned. She was hesitant about it since she had never been with a woman before, but also, she was kind of hoping it would happen tonight. She had wanted Nicole for so long that she desperately wanted to release the three months of sexual tension that had built up.

“Maybe it’s not the goal for tonight, but I’m sure it’s a goal for some point.”

Waverly walked over to the vanity to turn on her curling iron. “Well, yeah. I mean, of course it’s a goal. But I don’t know if it’s a goal for our first date.” She turned back around to face Wynonna. “Or maybe it is? I don’t know. I really want her, but I’m a little nervous.”

“Nervous about what? You’ve done it before.”

“Not with another woman though.” She sat down on the bed next to the pile on clothes. “What if I don’t know what to do, and it’s really bad for Nicole?”

“Do you like her?”

“Yeah.”

“And do your lady parts kick into gear when you think about her?”

Waverly blushed and nodded.

“Then I’m sure you’ll know what to do. It’s not rocket science. It’s another lady. It’s not like you’ve never touched a vagina before.”

Waverly furrowed her brow in confusion.

“Your own?” Wynonna explained, as if it were obvious. “Oh my god, please don’t tell me you’ve never touched yourself before.”

“Ugh, Wynonna! Do we have to talk about this!” A wave of embarrassment washed over the younger Earp as she stood up to sit at her vanity, Wynonna following behind her.

“I just want to make sure you’re taking care of your needs,” Wynonna explained as she stood behind Waverly and looked at her through the mirror. “I know Champ never really did, and going 21 years without the big O sounds very stress-inducing.”

“Yes, my needs are fine. Can you go away now and let me get ready in peace?”

“Fine. Let me know if you need any help.” She kissed the top of Waverly’s head before heading downstairs.

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Ding dong

Wynonna walked to the front door and opened it, revealing a woman standing there in a not-too-big white fuzzy knit off the shoulder sweater and dark washed skinny jeans cuffed right above a pair of dark brown ankle booties.

Wynonna whistled at her as she looked her up and down. “Wow. I almost didn’t recognize you without the uniform, Red.”

“Yeah, well I almost didn’t recognize you without a rag over your shoulder and a beer in your hand, Earp,” she quipped.

“Touché. Come on in.”

Nicole followed Wynonna inside, shutting the door behind her.

“You’re five minutes late.” Wynonna stated as she led them over to the couch in the living room.

“I figured I would give Waverly some more time to get ready.” She sat down on the end cushion of the couch, opposite of Wynonna.

“Huh. That’s pretty thoughtful of you.”

“Well I guess I’m just a naturally thoughtful person.”

Wynonna nodded as if saying ‘I can see that’.

“Look, if you’re going to give me some sort of ‘If you hurt her I’ll kill you’ big sister talk, I’d rather you go ahead and get it out of the way.”

“Fair enough.” She leaned over to Nicole and said with a straight face, “If you hurt her, I’ll kill you,” then leaned back to where she was before.

Nicole nodded. “I respect that. But I would never hurt her.”

“And you’re the first person I’ve actually believed.”

“Because I’m a woman?”

“Because the last time I said that to one of Waverly’s dates, she was 12. But our Aunt Gus kind of drove them to the movie theater and watched the movie with them, so it probably didn’t count as a real date.” Nicole and Wynonna laughed in unison.

“You never gave Champ the talk?”

“I never got the chance. When I came back here, he and Waverly had already been dating for three years.”

“Huh, I didn’t know you left. I just kind of assume everyone in Purgatory has been here all their lives,” Nicole let out a breathy chuckle.

“Well, for the most part you’re not wrong,” Wynonna admitted. “But um, yeah, I left as soon as I graduated high school and just came back last year.”

“Oh. Did you go off to college?”

A hearty laugh escaped Wynonna’s lips. “No, no. I never went to college. I just left home and went off on my own.”

“Ah.” Nicole nodded. “How come?”

Wynonna went silent. She looked at Nicole with sad eyes for a moment before looking at her phone. “Hey, it’s already 10 after seven. I better go check on Waverly to see if she’s almost ready.” She hopped off the couch and went up the stairs.

“Waverly, are you almost done? There’s a sexy redheaded cop downstairs waiting for you,” Wynonna called out as she barged into Waverly’s room. The petite girl was all dolled up wearing the black dress, stilettos, and her hair in perfect curls. She was sitting on the edge of her bed, staring at the floor.

“What’s wrong?” Wynonna asked as she walked towards her.

“Huh?” Waverly looked up at questioning eyes. “Oh, sorry. I guess I’m just really nervous.”

“Well there’s no need. Everything is going to go well, I know it. Besides, Haught is down there asking me personal questions and I don’t want to give too much away.”

“What did she ask?”

“Well, I told her that I left home when I was 18 and just came back a year ago, and she asked me why I left.”

Waverly shot up from the bed. “Did you tell her?”

“No, of course not. I’m leaving that story for you to tell.”

“Good.” Waverly sighed.

“But she’s downstairs all alone right now waiting to go on a date that should’ve started 15 minutes ago. Are you ready?”

“Yeah. I’m ready.” Waverly nodded.

“Alright then. Let’s get you downstairs.”

As the Earp girls walked down the stairs, Wynonna leaned over to whisper in Waverly’s ear, “By the way, you look stunning Baby Girl. Nicole is going to cream her jeans when she sees you.” She emphasized the statement with a wink.

Waverly blushed and playfully smacked her sister’s arm. As they entered the living room, Nicole quickly stood up off the couch.

“Wow. Waves. You look…wow,” the redhead said, feeling a bit speechless. She gulped as she eyed the petite woman up and down.

Wynonna could audibly hear Nicole’s breath hitch. She snickered at the dumbfounded woman. “See, what did I tell you?” She gloated softly as she looked at Waverly, who was frozen with her mouth slightly agape, eyeing Nicole in the same manner. “Annnd you are too,” she mumbled. “I’m just gonna,” she pointed behind her as she began slowly backing away, realizing that her words were falling on deaf ears. “Yeah.” And with that, she left the house to give the pair their privacy.

“I just realized, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything but your uniform,” Waverly finally managed to get out, still shamelessly checking Nicole out.

“Thoughts? I mean, I know you think the uniform is sexy, but…” She teased.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that you in general are sexy. I mean, wow.” She gawked at her date for a few more moments before shaking her head and snapping herself out of her fantasies. “Sorry, I’m being rude staring at you.”

Nicole chuckled as she stepped towards Waverly. “Uh, I think that’s the point.” She smiled as she picked up her keys from the coffee table. “Are you ready to go?”

“Oh yeah. Shoot, it’s already 7:20. We’re going to be late for our reservation.”

“Actually, I scheduled in an extra 30 minutes, so we’re actually going to be 10 minutes early.” She grinned.

“You really are amazing.” Waverly was falling more in love with the woman by the minute.

“Just wait until you see where I’m taking you for dinner.” Nicole smirked.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Waverly pulled her into a sensual kiss.

“Whoa,” Nicole breathed out. “What was that for?”

“Sorry,” Waverly said guiltily. “I’ve just been dying to do that since this morning.”

Nicole pulled Waverly back into another, similar kiss. As soon as she released Waverly’s lips, she said, “Me too,” and smiled. “Now are we ready to go?”

“Definitely.”