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Spending most of her time with the LGBT student union, she'd had no trouble finding potential partners, since every female in the group would have been open to romantic overtures from other members.
It wasn’t that they were all nymphomaniacs who would screw just anyone that came along. As her close friend Ginny once said: “It’s all about willingness and opportunity.” It was the perfect dating club for its members.
However, one must put away childish things, as her mother was fond of saying. Knowing that a different world awaited her after college, Lizzy slowly transformed herself into a more mature version of herself that she called “Liz”.
During her senior year, she let her hair grow in a less severe style and started experimenting with make up and tasteful tops and skirts. Her GPA and mock-professionalism easily landed her the job as a financial analyst with the prestigious firm. Still, she felt like a total poser as she interviewed with people who would have probably been horrified had they known the truth about her.
She was happy with her job and her little apartment that was only three subway rides away. Life in general was good. The only real thing missing was someone to share it with.
She wasn’t surprised that so many girls in the office complained about how hard it was to find Mr. Right. You should be looking for Mrs. Right, she though with a smile. Not that is hard.
Not that she was ashamed of being a lesbian; she just didn't feel like dealing with all the drama that came along with it. If someone outside of the office were to ask, she'd admit her sexuality without hesitation, but she didn't feel the need to advertise it the way she once did.
Instead of identifying herself as a lesbian first, her focus had shifted. She was a woman who just happened to like other women.
The other woman she liked best at the moment was Sarah. With her long honey blonde hair that swayed as she moved, Sarah garnered all manner of attention, mostly of the male variety. However, she was as friendly as she was beautiful, managing to avoid the backbiting women frequently dished out to other women.
Sarah had been working in the insurance claims processing center for nearly five years, starting around the same time as Liz. While exchanging pleasantries in the hallway, they'd never really made friends outside of work. While Liz had many straight female friends, she thought being close with Sarah without being close in a romantic sense might kill her.
With a sigh, Liz turned back to the coffee cabinet in the break room. Someone had taken the last bit of coffee without starting a new pot. Again.
“Did Steve kill the pot again?”
Liz nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard the object of her musings behind her. She turned around to see Sarah's brown eyes sparkling with amusement.
“I can't be sure without a fingerprint kit and DNA swab, but were I to guess, I'd have to say yes. I can call Inspector Jarvis if you like!”
Sarah threw her head back and laughed, her husky contralto ringing in mirth. Liz's heart caught in her chest at the sound. She'd always been a sucker for a woman who could laugh with abandon.
“Are you a fan of Unlawful Intent, too?” Sarah asked, as her laughter subsided, her breath in sexy little gasps. The popular crime drama was one of Liz's favorites, and she said as much.
“You know,” Sarah said, “They are having a marathon of reruns tomorrow. Why don't you come over? We'll pig out on pizza and junk food. I've got some of those foot soak thingies and facial masks.”
In spite of her vow to keep her distance, Liz found herself looking into those earnest brown eyes and unable to decline. Sarah promised to email directions to her apartment and swept out of the break room.
Liz watched her go, her slender hips swaying as though to an internal music. One of the many things Liz had admired about Sarah was the effortless grace with which she moved. Sarah stopped at Steve's cubicle, ostensibly scolding him over the short gray wall. Muted laughter floated over to Liz, suggesting that Sarah's scolding was less than severe.
Liz just shook her head and poured herself a cup of coffee. She brought the cup to her mouth, inhaling the rich scent. Since it was Friday, the customary box of donuts beckoned from the table. She leaned over and peeked inside, the smell of sinful carbs wafting up to tempt her. Thinking of all the junk food that Sarah promised for tomorrow's festivities, Liz used her willpower to propel her out of the break room, before she could change her mind.
Carrying the cup of coffee back to her cubicle, she saw there was a notification on her email. Clicking the message open, she found the directions to Sarah's apartment. Despite knowing better, Liz took pleasure in noting how quickly Sarah had sent the email. Don't get too excited, Liz told herself. She must really be lonely or a huge fan of Unlawful Intent.
Still, she flushed at the idea of being alone with Sarah, even if it wasn't for the reasons Liz would have preferred. Pizza, junk food, and her favorite television show nothing could be better. Except for maybe pizza, junk food, her favorite television show, AND making out with Sarah.
That would be better.
Before she followed that train of thought into the imaginary bedroom, Liz shook her head, physically wresting her attention back to her computer. It was going to be a long day.
CHAPTER TWO
Liz managed to slog through the day on Friday, anticipation for Saturday afternoon making the time crawl along. In an attempt to keep herself busy, she made a batch of chocolate cupcakes to take with her. Satisfied with the icing piled high with the aid of a piping bag, she placed the lid on the cupcake carrier.
After a glance at the clock, Liz decided to jump in the shower before going. If they were going to be helping each other with facials, she would rather not smell like the residue of her morning run.
She shucked off her clothes, depositing them in the hamper the bedroom. One of the benefits of living alone was being able to walk naked from the bedroom to the bathroom.
Even
though the apartment was warm, the tile was cold under her bare feet while she waited for the water to heat up. A shudder of relief went through her as the warm spray of water hit her back.
