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Lily was once again in the kitchen, but this time she was alone – adding the eggs for her family’s breakfast in the pan. Cooking was always something that brought her peace. There was no angry yelling or tears or sadness involved. It was just her, the stove, and silence. Consequently, she’d become quite good at her craft, constantly researching new techniques and buying new cookbooks, desperate for something to put her energy into – something that wasn’t going to hurt her back, like people did.

 But like all things currently in Lily’s life, it couldn’t be perfect. A fact made clear when some oil angrily leapt out of the pan, splattering itself to her front and her arms.

 Lily immediately screamed, causing her husband to run in from the other room.

 “Lily, what the hell is going on?!”

 “Hamilton, oh god – help me! Get me the ointment, please! It’s above the-”

 She was still in so much shock and pain that she couldn’t put herself on the defensive like she was used to doing lately.

 “Jesus Lily, seriously?” her husband said, unmoving as he watched her in agony. “You burned yourself? You just can’t do anything right, can you?!”

 He grabbed a dishtowel and threw it at her before storming out of the room, but it fell right out of her still shaking hands.

 ~~~~~

 Breakfast was nearly over, but Simon had barely touched his food when the doorbell rang. Lily had answered it to find a very cute and well put together Sarah Paulson, complete with a crisp blue shirt and flowing skirt. She pretended not to see the eyes of her husband following the brunette as she was led in to the dining room. Instead, she sat the girl next to Simon and returned to her meal, only to see Sarah pick up one of Simon’s toys to entertain him, eventually placating him enough so that he began to eat as well.  “Oh, finally. A woman that’s both hot and actually able to do some good around here.”  Sarah looked up at Lily’s husband, utter shock and disgust on her face. “The name’s Sarah.”  “Well, regardless, you’re just what this house needs.” And finalizing his statement with a wink, he got up from the table, leaving his dirty dishes behind.  Sarah didn’t falter. “You just gonna just leave those, or what?”  “Oh don’t worry, Lily can get ‘em. It was nice to meet you, S-…uh…”  “It’s Sarah.” 

“Right, well, hopefully I’ll come home to a peaceful house for once, thanks to you…” and with that, he was off. 

~~~~~  Calm was present again in the house. Lily had stopped walking towards the room containing Sarah and her son, just standing still to listen. For once, there was no screaming or crying or loud noise of any kind. And it was all because of the younger woman.   She was honestly taken aback with the natural talent Sarah had with children.  “Maybe it’s her peaceful voice that calms them down, instead of my creepy deep and manly one…” she thought, as she began to walk back towards the room again.   However, as she rushed forward, she stumbled over the brunette’s purse, everything inside falling out of it. “Oh, for God’s sake!” she cursed. “When will I stop being so disoriented?” She bent over to pick Sarah’s things off of the floor.  “…And I always end up blaming Hamilton for calling me stupid…”   But she was pulled out of her thoughts at the noise of a familiar sound – a text tone. It must have been Sarah’s phone. She searched around the spilled items quickly, planning to tell Sarah that someone was trying to contact her. But a text message popped out on the screen right in front of her just as she found it. 

Pedro<3 - “Baby, you left me so stupidly turned on this morning. I loved it last night, SO much… but I was hoping you could come by when you’re done at Lily’s? Love you, call me.”

Lily felt heat radiating from her face down to her thighs, suddenly flushed. Looking down past the screen, she saw a very particular item next to where the phone had been. Her consciousness seemed to fade as she picked up the lace pink panties with her index finger, holding them out in front of her.   They were not new. In fact, they looked like they had been used recently… for as she peered down, past the pink band, she was met with a wet and sticky patch, right in the middle of the crotch.   Her mind was then thrown back to after her husband had left. The amount of embarrassment and jealousy as she watched her husband flirt with Sarah was almost unbearable, so as they had cleared up the table, she approached the younger woman with a question.   “Sarah, I… I’m sorry to have to ask you this but, uh…”   Sarah finished washing off the dish, ringing her hands with the dishtowel from earlier as she turned off the sink. “Ask me what?”   The girl’s face was so honest, so caring and kind. Lily tried desperately to continue straight-faced.   “Could you… uh, that is… would you mind not dressing so attractively when you come over? I mean, I adore this skirt you have on, I just…”

But the blonde was interrupted, with only six questioning words and a smirk. “…You think I’m attractive, Miss Rabe?”  Lily quickly stood and peered into the larger room. Sarah was sitting on the couch, little three-year-old Simon on her lap, watching TV. She felt something inside her, questioning and judging every new thought she was having about the other woman. And she felt scared. SO scared. Like when she was little and was afraid to go to sleep in the dark – the fear of feeling you can trust nothing because you can’t fully see, not until everything becomes bright again.

 And so Lily felt she could trust nothing, in her mind or in her heart. “…You think I’m attractive, Miss Rabe?” The playful voice of the brunette echoed in her brain again and again and again. For that’s what Lily trusted the least. Her attraction. Sure, she had felt attraction before. It was one of the main reasons why she’d married Hamilton. But this… this was completely different. For Sarah was a woman, and that changed it all. Lily was utterly terrified at the idea of finding her attractive; and this woman in particular – her best friend’s girlfriend.  But although the insecurity and fear seemed too great to overcome, she walked right into the room to confront it.

 “Yes. I do” – She said, staring down at the brunette.  “Sorry?” – The younger woman asked, looking away from the screen and back up at her – big brown eyes attentive.  “I do find you attractive. You’re... you’re pretty, and smart, and extremely talented. I must confess I felt some sort of jealousy before and I’m terribly sorry for my childish attitude early in the kitchen.” 

“I’m- I mean… Thank you…” – Sarah smiled up at her gratefully, biting her bottom lip before adding, “…And just for the record, I find you absolutely gorgeous, Miss Rabe. You are truly beautiful, and I must say – Hamilton is a really lucky guy to have you.” 

Lily felt paralyzed by the brunette once again. But she was a strong woman now, no longer that scared little girl in the dark. “You can call me Lily.”

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