Free Southern Comfort (9781622863747) by Skyy Page B

fears during a day trip to Positano where they jumped off cliffs into the beautiful water and swam in the mysterious caves off the Amalfi coast. Their final stop was the City of Water, Venice, where they spent the nights getting lost down the Venice alleys or enjoying a romantic gondola ride. Not ready to leave, Willow talked Katrina into spending two more weeks in London with her. She introduced her to Piper who insisted they were meant for each other.
    â€œSleeping is going to suck without you,” Willow said as she stared at her bed; she really didn’t want to go back to sleeping alone. She knew it was time for Katrina to get back home. Her friend Devon had been calling her daily about the restaurant that was ready to open whenever she arrived.
    â€œI can tell you I am not looking forward to my bed at home either,” Katrina gazed up from her suitcase to see Willow’s face etched completely with pain. Things hadn’t gone the way she planned. Having some casual flings with hot European girls was on her bucket list, not meeting one amazing woman. She knew this feeling well, except this time she was the one leaving. In her mind she knew the truth: she had totally fallen for her British beauty.
    Willow knew she was in trouble. In one month she had fallen irrevocably in love with the American. She wanted to tell Katrina the truth, but what would that help? She was getting on a plane in a little more than twenty-four hours. Their wild romance had come to an end.
    â€œSo what happens now?” Willow forced herself to mutter the phrase they had been avoiding since getting back to London.
    Katrina sighed; as much as she wanted to believe that things could work, she knew the truth. Although the month was the most amazing time of her life, she had just gone through a breakup and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt Willow. If she couldn’t make a relationship work with Saura who was only on the other side of the US, how could she even attempt to make something work with the girl she had only known for a month across the pond?
    â€œWillow, I really don’t know how to answer that.” Katrina took a seat on the side of the bed.
    There was an awkward silence in the room. They both knew the answer; there was no need to ruin the little bit of time they had left.
    â€œHey.” Katrina stood up. “It’s early, let’s go do something.”
    Willow’s eyes brightened for the first time the whole day. “Go where?”
    â€œI don’t know; somewhere. It’s our last day together; we might as well go out with a bang.” Katrina snapped her fingers. “I got it!”
    Willow watched as a big smile covered Katrina’s face.
    â€œWe have some unfinished business.”
    A short train ride later the two found themselves standing on the Pont des Arts bridge. Willow watched as lovers hugged while locking their locks on the famous bridge. The Seine that usually looked dirty to her when she usually visited Paris now had a beauty to it she never noticed before.
    â€œOkay, so how does this work?” Katrina said fidgeting with the plastic the lock came in.
    â€œI can’t believe we are doing this. You have a flight to catch in a few hours and we are here in Paris.”
    â€œHey, what’s the worst that can happen? I miss my flight? That wouldn’t be so bad.” Katrina scooped Willow into her arms, spinning her around.
    Willow never wanted the moment to end. She wrote their initials on the lock. They found an empty spot next to a light post.
    â€œSo, Willow, tell me what do we do now?” Katrina asked as she wrapped her arms around Willow.
    Willow sighed as she felt the warmth of Katrina’s breath against the nape of her neck. “If we lock this on the bridge and throw the key in the river it symbolizes that you are locking your heart away for the other person.”
    Katrina held Willow’s hand. “Willow, I just want you to