Finding Ashlynn by Zoe Lynne

into the room, and Jenna had recognized it immediately. It was that love at first sight fairytale crap that—until this point—Jenna didn’t really believe in. She’d hoped, but never really had faith that such a thing actually existed.
    The GPS on her phone chirped, saying her destination was on the right. She saw Ash’s little car with all the stickers littering the back window. Jenna didn’t know what half that stuff meant but thought them cute nonetheless, simply because they were such a big representation of everything Ash.
    Music poured out of the little house. It sounded like it was coming from inside the attached garage, but Jenna couldn’t be certain. So instead of assuming, she stood in the driveway and sent a text to Ash saying she’d arrived.
    It only took a few minutes before the music died down and the side door cracked open. Ash stepped out into the sunlight, face glistening with sweat, hair plastered to her face. She still looked beautiful, as gorgeous as Jenna had ever seen her. And the smile on Ash’s face shone as bright as the full afternoon sun beaming down from the sky.
    “Hey,” Ash said as she approached. She didn’t hesitate, stepping right up to Jenna and planting her lips over hers.
    For Jenna, kissing Ash felt as natural as breathing. It was comfortable and she welcomed the touch of Ash’s mouth, welcomed that sincere, intimate moment with everything she was. Jenna became so lost in the kiss, she hooked her fingers on the belt loops of Ash’s jeans and pulled her closer—forgetting there could be anyone to witness their more-than-friendly moment, forgetting Ash hadn’t come out to anyone, and that little rendezvous beneath the sun would totally give her away.
    With a gasp, Jenna pulled away and quickly looked around. There was no one there. She hadn’t outed anyone. Ash’s secret was still safe, and the world could continue to spin on its axis.
    “What’s wrong?” Ash asked. A frown contorted her beautiful features.
    “I didn’t want you to get caught,” Jenna breathlessly admitted as she wiped the kiss from her lips.
    “It’s okay out here. The band knows. Robbie, the singer, was the first person I came out to. She’s the one who told me about the group.”
    “So I guess I should thank her, then?” Jenna smirked.
    “Depends on how this thing between us goes, I suppose.”
    “How would you define this ‘thing’ between us?”
    “I don’t know. How would you define it?” Ash countered as she leaned against the trunk of her little red beater.
    Jenna took a step forward, closing the hint of distance between them. She pressed against Ash, hooked her fingers on her belt loops again, and leaned up to Ash’s ear. She whispered, “I want to call you my girlfriend. Is it too soon for that?”
    Ash finally said, “I want to be your girlfriend.”
    When Ash spoke, Jenna felt her warm breath caress the side of her neck. Jenna’s lips dried and her eyes closed. Her heart skipped a beat.
    Ash’s hands splayed over the small of her back, pulling Jenna so tight against her body their breasts pressed together through layers of T-shirts and padded bras. Jenna could pretend all that cloth wasn’t there. She could pretend they were back in her bed with no clothes keeping them apart, feeling the warmth of Ash’s flesh against hers. The thought stole the breath from Jenna’s body.
    A chorus of whistles and catcalls finally mercilessly shoved them back into reality. Jenna immediately pulled away, tugging at her clothes just in case her fantasies had somehow wrestled them out of place. She nervously tucked ringlets of hair behind her ear as Ash shot a glance over her shoulder.
    The three women standing by the garage door had the same punky style Ash did, but none of them were as cute as her new girlfriend. The one in the front of the group had spiky platinum hair and metal jewelry hanging from her face, tattoos down both arms, and combat boots up to her calves. She might’ve