Time for a Talk
It had been a couple of days since Tobin had talked to Alex and Syd, and they were nearing the end of the Victory Tour. Tobin knew that she had to talk to Christen now. When Christen entered her room the day before their last game of 2015, Tobin jumped on her. They quickly made their way to the bed, lips never losing contact with each other. Tobin reached down to remove Christen's shirt, then moved her hands to her bra. But before she could get the clasp undone, Christen pushed her off as Tobin had expected she would. She sat trying to catch her breath, but Tobin wasn't gonna let her off that easy this time. "Why do you always do that?" Tobin asked. "Why do you always stop me?"
Christen wouldn't meet Tobin's gaze. "I don't know," she replied in a small voice. "I'm just worried, I guess."
"Worried? About what? That you don't have enough experience because you've only been with Nima?" Tobin said, remembering her conversation with Syd.
Christen's head shot up. "I told Syd that after she got me really drunk like 3 years ago," she mumbled defensively.
"So then what are you worried about?"
Press looked down again. "Well, I didn't say it still wasn't true... But I'm more worried That you won't like me. That you won't like what you see."
For a second, Tobin was lost for words. She couldn't believe that Christen could think that. She put her hands on either side of Christen's face and stared straight into her green eyes. "Look at me. You're stunning. You're hot. You're gorgeous. YOU. ARE. BEAUTIFUL. And I don't care how many people you've been with. That doesn't matter to me at all. All that's important is that you're here now. With me."
Christen could feel herself blushing profusely. She saw the sincerity in Tobin's words reflected in her brown eyes. "I love you," Christen said. It just sort of slipped out. She hadn't been planning to say it, but the moment she did, she knew it was true. She took on a more fierce gaze as she stared into Tobin's eyes.
For a second, Tobin was shocked. She never expected Christen to say it first. She had been thinking of how she could say it for a while now, without making Christen freak out. She wasn't sure the younger girl was ready for that. But now, sitting in their hotel room in New Orleans, Christen had said it, and Tobin's continued silence was starting to worry her. She thought maybe she had made a grave mistake and they weren't ready for that yet. She started to get up, but Tobin had a different idea. She grabbed Christen's face and pulled her in for an all-consuming kiss. When they pulled apart, Tobin fixed her with a look of pure happiness and whispered, "I love you too."