#interaction: sofia

“I know I haven’t said it to you yet, but I really like you.” Everything had been going so well with Sofia, and yet Eva had still found herself subconsciously putting up walls. Partially because of her last failed relationship, but also as a line of defence. In her mind, things were going too well for it to be real, so that meant things eventually had to end badly for her. Didn’t it? Despite all of those hesitations, the way that the other woman fit so perfectly into her life and managed to turned her views on dating around had her happy for the first time in a while. Sure, happiness was supposed to come from within, but what harm was there in spending time and getting close with someone who brought out that happiness in you?

Eva’s hand found Sofia’s, interlocking their fingers while she gazed over at the woman who she happened to find much more interesting to pay attention to than spooky hiking stories. “Sorry for all of the dramatics with the blindfold to get you here. I just wanted it to actually work as a surprise, and I’ve never been good at those.” Leaning in so that her lips were close to Sofia’s ear, she stopped in her tracks, whispering before continuing on with the group. “We might be able to make use of that blindfold later.”

“Thanks for letting me finally cook for you after all of those breakfasts I’ve been waking up to.” This was the first time that the pair were spending time at Eva’s place, so a thorough grocery shop to fill her fridge with more than just wine, fruit, and jarred marinara sauce had been necessary. Between her work schedule and wanting to keep busy to avoid confronting the last few years of self-deprecation, this newfound whatever it was with Sofia was refreshing. There was an element of the unknown to it, which was accompanied by a growing sense of affection and feeling comfortable in her own skin again. And it certainly didn’t hurt that the other woman was gorgeous and interesting in a way that she had never experienced with Carter. “I promise I’m not going to poison you, but I’ll let you be my sous chef just to keep an eye on things. I hope you’re into fajitas because I’ve got the steak marinating already. Hard to believe, I know, but I prepared for this.”