"They're both beautiful, Leanna. The bathroom is so elegant, and the bedroom..." Amanda smiled, "It's warm, and beautiful, and I guess I'm glad to know that I still do have a place in your heart." She leaned against Leanna's hand for a moment, blushing again when Leanna's eyes glanced down at her throat.<br/><br/>Leanna could be subtle, but she was not being so right now, and Amanda found herself clenching her jaw together. If the other woman could still look at her like that, touch her like that, then why hadn't she kept her? Why had she thrown her away. It took her a moment to nod, her eyes closed as she did so, refusing to cry.<br/><br/>Best friends. They were best friends. It would be enough. It had to be enough. It was all she had left, and she would fight temptation tooth and nail to keep it.<br/><br/>"Yeah, we should go make sure your wife is all right." They had barely stepped into the hallway when Amanda stopped, "Leanna, the way she pushed you aside earlier...I know it was panic and embarrassment, but...she's not abusive is she? She never takes a scene past your safe word or tries to force your hard limits? She never strikes you in anger? Right? You're safe, right? Because, if you're not, I'll help get you out of here. If you are, then you're happy and you're healthy and I don't want to do anything at all to jeopardize that, but..."