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— an indie, tumblr exclusive, rp blog with muses lovingly tortured by shae (30+, she/her, cst, lesbian, woc). moderate activity level.
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❝ speaking of random women, i do have someone coming over. i suggest you behave and not get in the way. and yes, i'll be fucking her on our bed and i care less if you find that disgusting. ❞ though this was untrue, he had no one coming over but it had to sound believable even to her. ❝ don't worry, they're all healthy, like you too. and by the end of our wedding and cute little reception, i'll have you all to myself. ❞ angel leaned in, his face close to hers. ❝ i'll look into your suggestion of making my affairs private, for now, you'll hear the moans coming out our room. i enjoy being in the comfort of our soon to be home than a cheal motel down the street.❞ he says with a grin on his lips. ❝ a normal husband, i'm far from that beautiful. don't worry, i'll get you to fold for me, and get you moaning like those sluts in no time. ❞
if it were up to lucia, this arrangement would have come with them sharing separate residences so she wasn't being subjected to the filth, but they had no choice other than to make this work. she also wished she could suddenly lose her hearing so she didn't have to listen to angel's bullshit, the way he bragged about his conquests and then assumed they'd be consummating this marriage — the man's ego was far too large for someone so small. "is this how you talk to the sluts you bring home?" she questioned curiously. "in case i haven't made it clear enough before: i wouldn't fuck you if you were the last person on earth. i'll be your wife in title only." lucia sassed, and how dare angel think she'd just allow herself to become another notch on his belt. "do you want to make this a tolerable marriage? or are we making this a hostile one? i can still play as dirty as i played when we were kids."
the woman chuckled before reassuring sasha, "trust me. i'm not like some husband who'd banish you to the kitchen and leave you to it, i'd be more than happy to help." being sold on the kitchen, evelyn knew she had to see everything else before she jumped to any grand conclusion. she knew that majority of homes had a couple things that weren't pleasant about it, but she hoped in the market she was buying in, that wouldn't be an issue. hearing sasha's comment, she let it go in one ear and out the other. she knew the space was normally too big for one person or even two, but when she was set on something she didn't let it go. "oh no, we're already planning on reality show parties?" she groaned playfully before nodding, "i mean i'd be up for that and yeah...family can visit if they'd like." evelyn's relationship with her parents weren't the strongest bonds ever. she loved them deeply but separating herself from them when she went off to college was one of the most liberating experiences. it took nearly decades for them to accept her. the two of them being from an even older generation was like communicating to a brick wall about what they deemed as her 'problem'. taking a few steps around the dining area evelyn was impressed. this home was already an upgrade from the house she shared with natalie which was perfect. that meant she was only moving towards bigger and better things. listening to the realtor explain a little more about the house, evelyn felt her eyes widen and her eyebrows perk up at the mention of birthday parties and sleepovers - something children had, which she had none of. "i really love the natural lighting the whole house seems to get. the house would be perfect for hosting guests - i like to deem myself as a great host so there's another positive check-mark on my list." she chuckled before nudging sasha's arm, "i'm kind of surprised interior design wasn't your career choice. that sounds like a great set-up." gently kissing the top of sasha's head she commented, "you see why we had to wait for her...she really does have exquisite taste." evelyn smiled back at sasha before the realtor commented, "they're certainly not bad ideas. she's really helping me too. we could make a great team, you and i." evelyn glanced to the side and quietly went "hm." clearly jealously wanted to erupt inside of her but she knew the agent was being kind. "if the whole house is as impressive as the rooms we saw, i am going to be sold if the backyard is even better." without thinking about it the realtor nodded, "oh the backyard is the best. we have to save that for last. there's a ton of room for gardening and there's a pool. which can be a little bit of a safety hazard for the kids, but there's a lot of space where you guys can have a small playground set or even more areas for toys." evelyn chuckled not believing the woman had mentioned kids once more, "we don't have kids, so the pool safety is nice to know but it doesn't affect us too much." she didn't even know if sasha wanted to be a mother, the two of them never discussed that far into the future, even though they probably should have. the way they were rolling with things.
sasha knew they were getting out of hand here while jumping the gun with future plans, but for now, she was just trying to roll with it as she made mental notes of the things her and evelyn hadn't fully discussed just yet. they didn't have to rush into them any time soon, but she figured they would get around to them eventually. "my friends and i like having watch parties so we can drink and debrief together afterwards, so now you and your friends can join." it would be nice to blend their friends, after all, so she'd make that happen. them all admiring everything so far meant that this house was at the top of their list, and as evelyn already perked up at the sound of the backyard, she didn't think there was anything that could sway her away from loving this one. when the realtor complimented her, she raised a brow as she alluded to them working well together. that brought her back to the hr thing, and the fact that she could be in the market for a new job soon, so she gave the woman a slight smile. "you know, give me your business card and i'll consider it. i actually might be changing job markets...very soon." she admitted, avoiding glancing over at evelyn since she knew that would get her going again. "anyways, let's see the upstairs." the realtor didn't know what to make of sasha's statement, but she nodded anyways before motioning them to follow, and before evelyn could start spazzing about her comment, sasha just grabbed her hand again and dragged her along up the stairs to the second floor. the woman rambled about the hallway ceiling and lighting, nothing sasha would lose sleep over, before she was guiding them to the main event of any house. "and here is your master bedroom. a slight change from old fashioned layouts of having it downstairs, this is one of the largest masters i have for any of the houses i have lined up for you to tour. it has a walk-in closet with separate shelves designed for shoes and handbags. the en suite bathroom is just through this door to the right. double sink vanity, glass shower and an oval, freestanding soaking tub that could fit two. you ladies are free to take your time checking this one out. i know the bedroom is the most important room for any couple, so please feel free to ask any questions you have as you look around." the realtor offered, and sasha headed for the closet. "so, how long have you two been dating?" the woman asked, and sasha chuckled dryly. "oh, no, i'm not her girlfriend. she's just obsessed with me."
maybe they should have stopped her. maybe they would have if riya gave any of them the chance. but she'd already given her coworkers more than their fair share of death glares over forcing her into a bed, and then an extra dose for calling giselle in the first place. all it took was a few don't even think about it glances and no one managed to interfere with letting her leave. riya wondered if perhaps they were just glad she was taking a break. but she didn't internalize that theory, and instead followed her ex out trying not to feel too much like a scolded dog someone was taking back to their owner. "i'm not mad you," she answered a little more quietly than she planned, eyes avoiding giselle. "i'm embarassed. and i'm mad at my colleagues. but i'm not mad at you." she wasn't sure she even knew how to be mad at the other woman. not that riya got truly mad often. she was good at keeping her bigger emotions wound tightly in her own chest. "we can go to mine," she answered, after a thought. "that way you can escape when you're ready. but..." it was a concession out of compromise and the fact that riya knew she was too shakey to be behind the wheel-- "you should drive."
given that giselle had never pushed herself to the brink and experienced a medical emergency at work, she couldn't entirely understand what riya was feeling now. she imagined it must be embarrassing to have exhausted herself so much that she'd gone from caring for patients to winding up in a bed herself. but in their profession, and how hard she at least remembered all of them working, she was positive that a little burning out wasn't uncommon. "you shouldn't be embarrassed, or mad at them. you're healthcare professionals, and they know you, so i'm sure they know you've just been focusing more on your job than yourself. it speaks volumes about your character, but they're not judging you, you know?" she wasn't sure if she could help riya see that this wasn't anything to be ashamed of, yet she knew the woman well enough to know that it might not be enough. heading for her own car, she walked around to the passenger side and opened up the door. "i'm staying until i'm sure that you've eaten enough and gotten an extensive amount of sleep, but your place it is." giselle nodded before offering her a warm smile. "should i assume that your fridge is a little bare right now? it would take too long to go round up some groceries right now, so you can hop in and tell me where to stop, or i'll just order a pizza and have it delivered to your place, but you're eating something within the next hour." she insisted as she walked around to her own side and climbed in, clearly prepared to fight her ex on it if it came to that.
evelyn's eyebrows furrowed as she looked at sasha, but she did her best to smooth out her expression. comparing the way sasha looked when she first walked into the house to now gave evelyn a small bit of confidence to try taking it easy. maybe hr was investigating them, but she didn't have to assume the worst outcome. bringing herself back to the reality of the moment they were in, evelyn nodded her head in agreement. the kitchen was lovely and it was very much her style: very chic and modern. "i think you owe me more than one home cooked meal," she teased, trying her best to shake off any negativity that lingered in her head. "i kept a little bit of interest intact on that deal, but i'm sure you wouldn't mind having a brand new kitchen to yourself." evelyn wasn't against cooking, but her schedule didn't leave her time to really whip it up in the kitchen as often as she would prefer. the weekends were her only real time to wind down, but even then she tried filling her free time with sasha. the younger woman had been upfront many times that she refused to be a second thought to evelyn. she knew better than anyone else how easily evelyn could disappear into her work, so evelyn was going to make sure she didn't damage the relationship they were slowly building together. evelyn's felt her face heat up when sasha whispered, "oh yeah?" was all she could get out before she whispered back, "is part of the house hunting imagining spots to fuck in?" she teased with a small smile before clearing her throat noticing the realtor clearly letting them have their moment. "so is the kitchen a winner?" the woman asked and evelyn chimed in, "it's great, so far so good. she definitely has a better eye than me, so if she thinks it's gorgeous i'll follow suit." the realtor told them to follow her along and evelyn did just that before commenting to sasha, "can you imagine late night dinners around that island? i think it'd be pretty nice." coming into a separate room for the dining area, her eyes took notice at the size of the space and the realtor clearly had the same thought on her mind. "i know you said you love having a big space and the homes i've found are typically more suitable for families, but if you love to host things this space is perfect for it. there's nothing wrong with having space in a home, gives you more excuses to go shopping and decorate." evelyn chuckled before asking, "how many rooms and bathrooms does this house have again?"
evelyn adding interest to a promise she'd made before everything else went down wasn't anything less than sasha would expected from the woman. they both knew she'd do anything to see her outside of work, and getting her to cook for her obviously meant it probably would turn into another night of them going to bed together, so it had made sense. "i wouldn't mind having a kitchen this nice to myself, but if you think i'm about to be in here acting like rachel ray without me forcing you to come in and help sometimes, you're wrong." she taunted. "and there better be good wine, or tequila, stocked up too if you want me cooking." after all, she certainly couldn't make it through cooking a full meal without a drink in her hand — it was the only way slaving over a hot stove was tolerable for her. and this would be different from cooking for her friends or just for herself, so the extra incentive would just help set the vibe. it was also how she knew her other plan would work, and as soon as she could feel the heat radiating off of the older woman's body, sasha knew she'd succeeded. taking in evelyn's question, she decided against a verbal answer, deciding to refocus on the house. "so far, this kitchen has me sold on this house, but let's see the rest." she agreed before gently pulling herself out of evelyn's grasp to follow the realtor. "this is such a big space for just you, ev." she commented back, even if she knew the woman would have her there as often as sasha would allow. stepping into the dining area, it was still a huge space for one, or even two people, but she figured if evelyn wanted to host anything here, it would be suitable. "you could definitely host your family here, or maybe even a friendsgiving. oh maybe even watch parties for the extensive amount of reality shows i'm about to force you into suffering through." she would have stuck to the family angle but since she didn't entirely know what evelyn's arrangement was with her folks, she figured she'd leave that open to discussion later. the realtor smiled at them as evelyn questioned the specifics of the house before motioning for them to follow to the living room. "this house has four bedrooms, or three and an office, and three and a half baths." she answered as sasha pulled evelyn along. "now, the living area is designed as an open concept great room. flows seamlessly to both the dining room and the kitchen, has the vaulted ceilings, and gigantic windows that let the perfect amount of sunlight in. you mentioned hosting here, and you could pretty much utilize this space as a means of everyone still being connected whether they're over in the kitchen or at the dining table. or, if children were on the table, birthday parties and sleepovers would give you ladies the peace of mind of being able to keep an eye on everyone from any point down here. one of the full baths and the half bath are down here too, so all of your guests could be kept downstairs." sasha's eyes widened at the mention of children, a line they hadn't, and wouldn't, be getting to for a while, she would assume. but she just nodded along anyway, not wanting to make the woman think she'd overstepped some imaginary line. "honestly, i think you could set this living room up like a movie theater: get the largest flat screen you could find, a comfortable u-shaped sofa, and a large coffee table that could serve as a great place to set up snacks. it'd be perfect."
when sasha casually dropped the news that hr had called her in, evelyn felt like her heart sank to the floor. there was an uneasy blend of curiosity that lingered in her mind, but she was also terrified to hear more. however when sasha dismissed it to continue looking at the house, evelyn felt like she didn't know how she'd maintain all of her questions for the end of the tour. she was honestly caught speechless, watching sasha interact with the realtor like nothing left her a bit stunned. maybe she was being respectful of the woman's time, but she was able to have that settle down. the fresh new made evelyn raise her eyebrows, "what the hell is happening?" the mention of countertops made her stop in her tracks as the two led ahead before she quickly caught up again. the realtor went on and on about the home, how she made sure it checked off evelyn's wants. "you're just in luck because the kitchen does have beautiful marble countertops. there's a lot of space in here if you ever need an extra pair of hands in the kitchen." evelyn let one of her hands fall to her hip as she looked around the kitchen area. she was actually impressed with the size, but in the back of her head she was concerned about hr approaching sasha. she didn't know how word could get out like that besides grace giving a small lead. stepping closer ot sasha, her hand fell at the small of sasha's back. she came closer to try whispering under her breath, "are we in trouble?" evelyn needed to know if they were taking a very serious point, if they weren't she could finish off this tour to wait for bombarded question. not wanting to completely ignore the agent, she did comment, "the kitchen is very beautiful, it feels really spacious and i love that." the realtor responded, "well if either one of you like to cook, i know this is a dream kitchen to many others." evelyn grinned to be polite, she hand let her hand off of sasha's back. "i can't get that off of my mind," the reality of their happiness started to kick in. consequences they knew were possible, were starting to come to light.
unlike evelyn, sasha could at least fake it until this tour was over, and the realtor taking her hint and heading for the kitchen was exactly how she'd wanted to handle this. they were here to see the house, so they needed to get it done before they worried about this work bullshit, in her opinion. as soon as she followed the other woman into the kitchen, she seamlessly concentrated on the countertops first. she couldn't recall when or how she became intrigued with the interior designs of houses she didn't own, but this was why she'd agreed to tag along in the first place. walking over to examine the appliances, which were proof that they had remodeled and installed new stuff instead of just tossing the old shit back in, she smiled over at the realtor. "this is a gorgeous kitchen! thank god whoever designed this had the sense to match the wall backsplash to the color scheme of the counters." she praised, because truly this could have turned out much more hideous if someone tried to throw too many colors together and it all clashed. she was so busy admiring the layout that she'd momentarily forgotten about leaving evelyn clearly dumbstruck until she felt the hand on her, and at the woman's question, she gently nudged her. "probably." she whispered back before quickly turning back to the realtor to try and persuade evelyn to drop this for now. as soon as the woman suggested that this kitchen was perfect if they liked to cook, sasha smiled. "well, she works entirely too much to cook often, but this would be my ideal kitchen to cook in." she teased, and knowing the best way possible to try and get evelyn from freaking out, she spun around to face her. "i do still owe you a home cooked meal, remember?" she hadn't forgotten about it even all this time later, so it would be perfect to do it in a kitchen that hadn't once been shared with evelyn's now ex-wife. "and then you can lay me out on this island and have me for dessert." sasha whispered, figuring if nothing else would get her attention, dangling sex in her face would surely do the trick.
evelyn's love life was starting to morph into everything she had been wanting for the past few months. not even long ago she felt as if this version of her future felt almost impossible. the way sasha set up boundaries made her panic, she didn't know if the other woman would ever forgive her and finally she did. their relationship had deepened - they finally crossed a level of intimacy that helped evelyn uncover new emotions for sasha. evelyn was suspended into a bliss so strong that she couldn't imagine anything pulling her down. finally evelyn was starting to tour homes, she was slowly inching towards getting rid of all memories of natalie and they made her excited. she knew once her old home was out of the way, sasha could start staying with her and the two of them could hopefully further their relationship. patiently waiting with the realtor she stood there talking about how amazing sasha was. she asked the agent to not mention it when she arrived because she didn't need a whole speech about how obsessed she was, she just wanted to make it known that sasha was an amazing person - as she emphasized she was hers. turning her head quickly when she heard another pair of footsteps, she greeted sasha with a bright smile before nodding her head. "oh, i mean yeah we can talk but it's not a rush is it?" she could clearly tell something was bothering her. the two of them had been all lovey dovey, so her entering the home with almost a cold shoulder felt like a small punch to the gut. the realtor butted in, "i won't be too long, i promise. i am sure the two of you will love this home, the space is newly renovated and there's a lot of good perks this home has." evelyn glanced at sasha and quietly asked, "are you alright?" she didn't know if this was an appropriate time to ask, but there was a certain look displayed on her face.
sasha knew that evelyn was essentially an expert on reading her now, so the second the woman questioned whether there was a rush, she knew where this was going. the other woman would put everything aside to find out what was wrong and how to fix it, even with a stranger standing there with them, but she wanted to be respectful of the realtor's time. they also didn't need to bring their issues to the doorstep of this lady's job, so when she intervened, sasha quickly shook her head as she turned to her again. "it's fine, you don't have to rush and show us the house. take your time and do your thing." she suggested, and considering that they were looking at houses for evelyn, she was merely just there as a plus one and shouldn't be in the way of them seeing this house at whatever leisurely pace realtors usually went for. she was also aware that both she and evelyn had gotten themselves into this predicament, so it wouldn't be right to take their drama out on an innocent bystander. glancing back at her lover now, sasha appreciated the concern, but all she could muster up was a forced, crooked smile in response. "i'm fine." she lied, and her voice going up in pitch was a clear indicator that she was lying, so she figured it didn't make sense to keep it up. "or as fine as someone can be when hr ambushes them on their way out of the office. but..we're here to find you a house, so we should conquer that first." not that they had a knack for doing what they should do, but the last thing she wanted to do was start panicking in the middle of a newly remodeled home and leave the realtor thrown off by whatever was happening here. "okay, can we start with the kitchen first? if there's no marble countertops, i'm already ruling this one out." sasha teased, her attention having gone back to the other woman in the room so she could try and get evelyn to refocus on the task at hand.
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arriving at the address evelyn had sent her, sasha had to exhale a deep breath as she climbed out of her car. coming back from the conference, she'd been on cloud nine given the way things had played out between the two. they had at least established that they were going to explore this the right way this time: with no wife and no ex-boyfriend in the picture, thankfully. she'd also spent every night of the trip in evelyn's bed, and the older woman didn't hold back this time either, so she'd come back home and back to work in a rather good mood. that all changed when human resources called her into their office just before it was time to clock out. they made it clear that evelyn didn't know about this, and that they were just investigating a claim someone had made, yet it felt like an interrogation as far as sasha was concerned. being cornered like that triggered something inside of her, and once she denied everything and was allowed to leave, she made her way to the house tour as planned. yet now that she was here, her excitement for helping her boss find a new house was shattered, and part of her just wanted to go home and sulk. it was too late for that, however, so she just attempted to pull herself together as she walked into the house. spotting the realtor first, she greeted the woman as warmly as she could before she turned her attention to evelyn. "i need to talk to you after this, so can we get started? i don't know how these tours work but..i'm ready, i guess."
after her bath, kyla had gotten dressed in a tank top and shorts, following the smell of brownies downstairs. "mm, smells amazing down here," she remarked, her eyes falling straight to charlotte's ass before she promptly stopped herself from her intrusive thoughts and walked up behind her to peer over her shoulder. "where did you learn how to bake?" she questioned curiously. "i know you told me once a long time ago, but i... don't remember." she scratched her neck sheepishly and pushed a lock of hair out of her face before she stepped back.
meanwhile, charlotte had wasted no time getting to work on the brownies, which was easy to do when she actually enjoyed baking and was essentially a pro at it. there had always been something so grounding about it over the years, and with the whirlwind of a day they'd had, she needed this. she found herself trying to shut her mind off while she baked, and it was going well until she heard kyla walking into the kitchen after her shower. "thank you." she smiled as she glanced at her timer again. the woman wanting to make small talk that wasn't about their past was a relief, and she smiled as she glanced back at her. "at my grandmother's house, which yes, i have told you about before." she giggled. "apparently my siblings and i were rambunctious, so in an attempt to keep us from getting into trouble elsewhere in the house or outside, she'd buy herself some peace by making us bake with her. she expected us to hate it or see it as a punishment, but after the first few times, i liked it so much that i practically begged her to do it all the time. now, it's one of my favorite hobbies, and people like you seem to enjoy my baking, so it's a win-win."
he's not surprised by the answer, it's difficult to look at juliana and imagine her at the side of the man who'll be standing across from them at the trial. still, he doesn't expect the honesty with which she answers it, sure most his clients would mutter through some response about how they thought they might have been, or in time expected to fall for him. “ i always want the truth. ” he confirms, lips pulling up at the edges as amusement ghosts momentarily over his expression. “ — but perhaps we should keep it for just me, i could do without the assistants knowing you picked an easy target. ” even if his research has made it hard for lucas to feel much sympathy for the man in question. “ in that case, suppose my plan is based on your ability to act. ” he hums as if contemplating the idea, dropping into a chair as brown eyes glance over the woman across from him. “ alright, humour me, why couldn't you love him? i'm sure the prosecution will be ready to pick it apart. ”
juliana had never been forced to face any of her targets or answer for her crimes before, so it was safe to say that she was out of her element here. she only lied when she had to, usually to the people she was scamming, so she didn't know where the line was with her lawyer. as he agreed that he wanted the truth, she exhaled a small breath, deciding that she could let her guard down while they were alone at least. "you might regret that soon." she joked, reaching for the pizza box and opening it up. even with her high maintenance tastes, the lady never turned down a good pizza. she picked up a slice and took a bite as lucas pretty much laid out how this would work, which she could agree to since she was putting her faith in him. but when he fished for a reason, or an excuse, as to why jules didn't love the man, she figured she should try some acting. "he was one of those men who charms a woman to get her, but then once he has her, he changes. he's crude, he treated me like a piece of meat, and demanded things of me that i wouldn't agree to. he also yelled at me while trying to intimidate me into things — it didn't scare me because my bite could have been much worse than his bark, but who would fall in love with that?"
it was easier for her to just ignore and go on her way but she decided to poke the bear. gabriel released a sigh as if her retort would cut him deep -- alara often scratched that itch where his tongue came down like a blade, today might be the day. ❝ i'll be happy once you leave. ❞ he said with a smirk on his face. ❝ are you feeling insecure is that why you call your own family less hot. mind you, it can be anyone. i do have high standards although i'm sorry if you feel that way -- you being the high standard. ❞
alara never needed the constant reminders as to why her and gabriel hadn't worked, yet any time they crossed paths, it was as though they couldn't help but advertise it. it should have been embarrassing, but it was evident that they didn't care. him implying that she would be insecure in any way made her laugh, though she exaggerated it a little bit. "the list of people in my family, or even my close circle of peers, that would let you near them is extremely limited — so that only leaves one, maybe two options. out of those, only one is a real fahişe, and she couldn't compare to me on even my worst day." maybe her ego was big sometimes, yet she knew she wasn't wrong. "has anyone ever told you that there's easier ways to admit that you miss me? you can always just stand outside my place and recite the lyrics to drake's 'best i ever had' when you want me back, you know?"
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYBODY ! let’s take this as a reminder that no matter what you identify as, no matter if you’re out of the closet or not, no matter if you’re still questioning, all of you are incredibly loved and i am so damn proud of you.
jayla snorted softly at the joke, "i guess i do have a type after all," she teased back. it felt good to be joking around with juliana again even if it had been a while. it felt safe. familiar. "okay, good." she nodded, "i'm trusting you." she stated, looking over at her. she was glad they were fixing things, since she'd missed having juliana around and she wouldn't take her for granted. as juliana had stated that they both deserved to get hit, jayla stiffened up slightly even if she didn't think juliana would actually do it. but the confirmation that she wouldn't let her relax again, and she picked up her glass and downed it. "well, uh... i don't know where she'd be at, so... you might have to track her down yourself since we don't really talk anymore."
jayla certainly had a type, or so it would seem, anyway, but who was jules to judge? she had one as well, or at least she did. and now here they were, somehow picking up the pieces of a shitty situation she'd gotten them into. "if we're doing this again though, i should tell you that i'm not poor. obviously. it's all hidden away in offshore accounts under aliases. i travel there, take what i need, and come back." she explained, which sounded very much like the shady shit that happened in movies, and given that that's how she mostly learned about it, it tracked. jayla not knowing where bianca was should have put her at ease, but with how much she hated the other woman, it only made her even more pissed off. "i target the wealthy and you think i can't find a slutty lesbian you run in circles with? please, i could find her in less than five minutes." she pointed out. "maybe i should go fuck her wife as payback? i get my lick back and then you and i are even?"
i do still care about you. the words rattled in riya's head so loudly she almost stopped thinking. moments before she'd passed out her vision had tunneled and the world felt far away, no sound, no thoughts, her skin hot and the world distant. it felt almost suddenly like that again. except this time the sound seemed to reverberate that sentence, giselle's voice. it swallowed the banter and the teasing, the familiarity they could fall into so easily, and replaced it with loud uncertainty. shaking her head, riya tried to force herself to calm back down and get her composure, to focus on one task at a time and get out of this hospital without any more trouble and without embarrassing herself further. "i can definitely walk." getting herself to standing, riya led them both out of the emergency department, past her coworkers without saying anything, her head hung a little too low, avoiding their eyes until they were in the fresh air of outside. once there, she summoned some of her bravery again, and her pride with it. "you don't have to do this," she turned back to giselle, grabbing her hand, meeting her eyes, making it clear she was serious. "if you--we weren't supposed to cross back over the line and i know we aren't but if it's-- what i mean is... if you want to just give me a ride home.... i swear I'll rest and eat and do all the important stuff and you don't have to take care of me like i'm your responsibility. i don't want to put that on you."
letting riya take the reigns here, she just watched her hop up before starting to follow her out. considering that her ex wasn't a patient, she understood her being able to just walk out without anyone offering any suggestions for how she should take care of herself, though she felt like they probably knew riya well enough to have been cautious about letting her go so swiftly. but since it was being allowed, she had no choice but to take the responsibility herself. watching the other woman turn back to her once they were out of view of her coworkers, she anticipated the out being given and had already made up her mind. "i know i don't have to." she clarified sternly, mostly so riya understood that she wasn't choosing to be there for her because she felt obligated to. "don't get mad at me for saying this, but i don't trust you to go home and take care of yourself right now, so i'm doing it. now, you can choose whether we go to your place or mine, and i'll even let you decide if you can drive yourself there, but you're not getting out of this, riya."
kyla could've teased charlotte, pushed her ex's buttons some more, done something else to get a reaction, but she didn't. she wasn't hers, and she still had to respect boundaries, even if she couldn't help her natural charm and flirtiness. watching her ex glued to one spot and staring at her, she giggled. "so...... the bath?" she hummed, the few new tattoos kyla had gotten in prison on full display over her body. "thank god," she stated. that was one thing she didn't need to see or hear, and if anything it would just drive her up the wall. "course not. i have more class than that," kyla shrugged. "and i haven't kept up with any of them, so that's unlikely. i don't even know if half of them are even from here. they could've gotten transferred from somewhere else."
charlotte nodded hesitantly as kyla redirected her attention to the bath. "yeah, right." she muttered, taking one last look at her ex's nude body. before she headed into the bathroom to start her bubble bath. it was good that they were establishing boundaries as far as partners and such went, yet it was evident now that they probably needed boundaries regarding their states of undress. but they could get into that later. "oh? right, well, i don't know how any of that prison stuff works, but you know...guess that could still be helpful in case you do come into contact with them." she stated, making sure the water was beyond warm enough before stepping back into the bedroom. "alright, the bathroom is all yours. i'll be downstairs working on those brownies, and when you're done, you're welcome to any of my clothes." she offered before practically racing out of the room, needing something to focus on so she could get the image of kyla naked out of her mind again.
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“ alright — ” lucas announces as he closes the meeting room door behind him, pizza boxes dropped on the table in the middle of the room when he's already accepted it's likely to be a long night. not that he really minds. staying late to work out cases with clients isn't a new thing, though doing so with juliana brings a unique range of challenges. “ the way i see it, there's one approach. ” at least, only one that might work. “ we convince everyone in the court that you were totally and completely in love with him, people love a love story. ” even one that turns out the way hers did, his gaze shifting from the files he'd laid out across the table to glance up at her. “ did you love him, at any point in it? ”
following her attorney into the room, juliana knew that she had to put on somewhat of an act to keep him on retainer. she understood that she was supposed to tell him everything so he could use what he knew to defend her, yet she didn't want him to see just how ruthless she could truly be. taking a seat across from the man, she furrowed her brows as he started speaking, and she almost laughed at the idea of loving that sad excuse of a man. "is this a test? should i put on a show right now, like the one you want to sell to the court? or do you want the truth?" she teased, though she was quickly assumed that it was the latter since they were alone right now. "of course i didn't love him. look at him, and then look at me. he was easy to wrap around my finger. that's all it was." jules usually had a problem with the truth, but lucas needed the facts to provide the best defense for her, right? "does that hurt your plan? or do you need to know why i couldn't love him?"
"i said i know there's more to you than the bad shit you've done," she pointed out. "you might do it.... a lot, but it doesn't define who you are." she offered. "this might surprise you, but i'm rich. i have friends who've committed crimes. i mean, it's not murder, but.... you know, tax evasion. money related crimes." she shrugged. should she have kept juliana away from the valuables? yes. was she going to? no. she'd just wear herself thin and then things between them would just erode further. "i trust you enough not to steal from me again. and.... i can turn a blind eye to the rest of it, just.... don't give me any details unless, like, someone's coming for me for some reason or someone comes here or something." she stated. as juliana mentioned she still planned on making bianca eat fist, she just sighed. "i know you hate her, but if anything i deserve that."
as jayla stood her ground and insisted that for some odd reason, she was willing to put her past aside and still want this, juliana had no choice but to accept it. maybe the other woman had a point, maybe there was more to her than her profession, but it wasn't like she had a clue about it. she'd been this one thing for so long that she wasn't sure who she even was, and even before jayla had caught her, she'd felt like she was living some sort of lie, regardless of how happy she'd been with jayla. "so you have a thing for criminals is what i'm hearing?" she joked, attempting to lighten the mood in the room. "no one is coming here for you, or for me, again. i took care of that problem when i got back from the resort." jules reassured her. "there's no one else who knows my real identity, so we're in the clear." or at least they were as long as none of the others managed to track her down here, but without her real name, she didn't think they would. "you both deserve it, but i'm not gonna hit you. just her. and then i'll be fine to move on."
