Author's Note: It's my first ever Sarange creation to write about them by experimenting to write about something different than just Nunsignor (my obsession as well) and I opted to use my imagination as much as possible. I'd like to apologize if this is an exceeding sloppy first part of one-shot, nevertheless, I've decided to divide this Sarange one-shot on 2 or 3 parts only. Do not kill me! Heheh! I hope you like and enjoy it! ;) 

After finishing filming a handful of scenes of Feud as a scene took a couple of hours at least, nonetheless the both shining stars of old school Hollywood joined the limousine altogether as the chauffeur was driving them to the hotel, where they've reserved for themselves a room since their arrival in Los Angeles for filming the remarkable tv series.

The daylight hours have already died as the evening hours dawned with the ocean of twinkling stars in the nocturnal sky and the chattering strangers, who walked down the streets of the crowded city.

Jessica and Susan were seating approximately alongside one another, in spite of the handful of inches which gapped their proximity as well.

The blonde's hazelish-brown eyes were darted out to the car's window, contemplating the night's scenery, admiring its ethereal beauty, although she wasn't very fond of the urban life at all. Howsoever, there was anything to draw her attention visually. Whereas the redhead fixed her waterfall of glossy, curly tresses which cascaded her shoulders as they ideally framed her yet gorgeous complexion for such age.

Something urged the older woman to take the first step though the both women were gleeful when they once filmed along scenes for Feud by bringing them together. On one hand, hesitation enveloped her brittle, vigorously throbbing heart in her chest as she overthought the plotted first step how might affect not only her, but also Jessica as well since they weren't as close as best friends. At least, she felt something instinctively and cordially, sweeping warmness and pride at the thought of their questionable chemistry was readily potent, despite they were both single mothers of already grown up children, who were already family people and gracing the prides of Hollywood with grandchildren.

A couple of unanswered or awaiting response questions flooded the redhead's mind as the essential ones resurfaced as icebergs. For example, their chemistry is as potent as whiskey, inebriating them with more than just platonic thoughts of one another. Then what was the piece of evidence for their potent chemistry?

The second question was actually why these more than platonic thoughts tantalizing her? Third, if the reverie of hers comes true, how may affect their careers and reputation as revered, glamorous actresses? A scandal would befall them, nevertheless, they won't give up especially if their feelings celestially escalate. And at last but not least, is the younger lady feeling the same for the older one as much as her?

In the interval, whilst Jessica pursed her naturally rosy-coloured, well-defined lips in unsettled manner, all of a sudden, the sound of moving up as closing the gap of proximity between the both ladies resurrected impulsive apprehension as pinkness tinted her cheeks with additional swelterness, warming them as her lips momentarily popped up, awaiting her secret love interest to make the first step and to initial the awkward hush, which arched between them.

"Jessica, I wouldn't mind if we share a drink together at the hotel but I don't know about you too." At the moment, Jessica was pinpointed herself in an awkward situation, although Susan's amiable suggestion to share a drink along in the hotel.

In the interim, the younger actress turned to her colleague as a childish, demure smile cradled her lips, shaping an ivory crescent form. Shimmering as the moonlight. Pair of honey brown orbs met another pair of honey, locking up her stare.

At first, the blonde was befuddled, incapable of thinking of rational response for her offer by allowing herself the temporal hush take control over the messed up things by sorting her mind, hence, until a rational utterance lingers on her tongue at last.

She thought about Susan's suggestion after their arrival in the hotel to share a drink and during that time, talking to each other by getting to know each other on personal level. Jessica would strongly agree especially since she found for entertaining and marvelous by associating her recent movie project with somebody, whom she thought she hung the moon, besides laying her eyes on her in the beginning.

"It would be a fantastic idea. Why not?"

"Yeah, not only sharing a drink, but also to get to know each other." Susan's petite, surprisingly warm hand lowered to Jessica's bare knee, subsequently, patting it affably as the both women emitted a tad giggle, tickling the corners of their mouths. "It's going to be a wonderful adventure after spending goddamn hours filming and filming." She resumed her utterance in jeering manner by making her secret love interest cackle, almost unable to control their laughters, in spite of chauffeur's obnoxious disinterest in the both women's conversation which he wasn't involved in. His ultimately attention was rather focused on the driving process until he stopped on a red light by taking a deep breath.

"I can't agree more on the idea of getting to know each other, you know!" Jessica agreed by nibbling on her bottom, plumpish lip coyly as a schoolgirl. Her knees' physical stamina petered out, as a result of the first Susan's touch on different part of her body than just her hands, hair or perhaps porcelain complexion. It unconditionally bewitched her as her witchcraft excellently worked on her in a simple touch, besides the suggestion. "It's going to be fun. Trust me!"

"Only if your shyness is being wiped off your face."

"W-why?" In the meantime, the younger lady posed the question by stammering, struggling to spell each syllable since the older one exposed her genuine feelings and emotions, which cooked inside by being savored cordially outside. Girlish giggle jarred her oral caverns. "Is it just because of,"

"It's not only, because of the blush, naturally tattooed on your face." Smug, mischievous smirk flashed upon the older woman's parchment, milky as snow complexion by scrutinizing from even closer her secret love interest's face and profile, coming to the conclusion there were symptoms of falling in love or at least, the sensation of the hive of butterflies fluttering inside her belly. "Something else tells me there's than just more than shyness, Jess! If you don't mind being called Jess instead of your longer name."

"Sure! You can call me Jess." Jessica bobbed humbly her head by allowing the elder actress address her with her shorter name instead of her longer one. "I'm absolutely alright with being called Jess."

"Do not change the topic, Jess!" The redhead cautioned in velvety as satin voice as she pawed her round, perfectly shaped for her age knee, kneading it on circles by admiring its gracious curve of her thighs which linked with the roundness of her kneecaps. "The shyness doesn't justify what awaits us in the hotel. Huh?" She gamely winked at the blonde as a hoarse chuckle zinged her lips.

"As you say!" Meantime, Jessica felt shivers down her body of sweetness, pleasure and exiguous embarrassment as her cheeks tinted even more pinkish as the pinkish tinge was transforming in a sanguine more. Bashfulness was sketched on her face by shutting tightly her eyelids by allowing the other actress massaging with a thumb her kneecap, imagining the pleasure which electroshocked her body by experiencing a real electroshocking therapy, curing her train of thoughts to cleanse them from personal and career issues which led her to depression at times.

Monotonous, silver-tongued hum buzzed her plumpish lips until the driver of the limo yelled huskily at the both ladies without turning to check them or otherwise he would spiderweb them in the most mortifying moment in their lives by letting his darker side playing his cards right. His voice caught them off guard as they halted doing what they plotted to do.

"Ladies, we're in front of the hotel!"