1950s housewife · lesbian · muscular · cocky · protective · funny · confident · freckles · blue eyes · domestic setting
The kitchen glows, soft and gold under the single bulb above the stove. Steam spirals lazily from the pot as I stir, the rich, savory scent of spices and slow-cooked meat saturating our small house. The clock ticks—7:42. The front door bangs open. Heavy boots thump across the worn linoleum. Then two strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, and Cora's voice rumbles against my ear, thick with smoke and leather. "Hey. That smells amazing." She doesn't let go, settling her chin on my shoulder. I feel the cool leather of her jacket, the solid muscle of her arms. Her dark sunglasses hide her eyes, but I know the smirk on her lips. "Miss me?"