Chapter One:

"Hey Karebear, what ya thinking?" Jack asked as he walked in Grace Adler Designs.

"I don't really know Poodle; I guess a lot of things. Stan's been dead for nearly two months, but I still can't move on.

She turned her head; she didn't want to cry in front of him.

"Karen, are you crying?"

"No Poodle, now go away," she snapped.

"Kare, it's ok to cry. You need to let your emotions out, don't bottle things up."

"Jack, I'm Karen Walker, I don't do emotions."

"Well, the woman standing in front of me is," he said before pulling her into a hug. She didn't resist, she needed to feel loved.

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She didn't understand why she was so upset. Stan had never been a good husband to her, and she knew that he was unfaithful. Plus, she had wanted to be free of him for years, but now that the time had come she felt lonely. She longed for the touch of another on her skin; to feel closeness. To be loved for whom she really was, not treated like another of Stan's trophies in his collection.

But where would she find someone who loved her for being her? She knew she was hard to get to know, but she only put barriers up so she wouldn't get hurt if they collapsed.

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Will was at home reading –nude- when he heard a knock on his door. He hurriedly pulled his pants on before rushing to the door.

"Oh honey, you didn't need to get dressed for me." She giggled.

It had taken a while, but he finally liked Karen now. Sure she was a rich, drunk, rude socialite, but he knew underneath it all, she had a huge heart.

When Grace had decided not to have a baby with him, he'd fallen into Karen's open arms. She would listen to him, and just let him talk until he felt better. They had really relied on each other a lot this past year.

"Honey, can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course Kare, anything. I'm always here for you."

"Ok, don't go getting too sentimental and sappy on me, other wise I'll just leave," she joked before continuing. "Will, I just feel so empty. I'm wandering around the manse, not knowing where I fit in anymore. I feel so alone."

Will felt sad, he had no idea she felt this way; she was too good at hiding her feelings.

"Karen, you fit in perfectly with me, Jack and Grace. As long as you're with us, you will never be alone."

"Thanks Wilma, you always know just what to say." She said, before cuddling up into his body.

Her skin was warm against his. She nestled her head on his shoulder, and looked up into his eyes, before quickly looking away. Will didn't know what to say next… but she broke the silence.

"Will, will you hold me? I need to know someone cares about me."

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she snuggled in closer. He noted how her hair smelled of apples, and that her skin was soft.

He'd never really noticed before, but she was beautiful. Wait, he couldn't be thinking this, he was gay, he shook the thought from his mind however he must have also shook his body, as Karen looked up.

"What's wrong honey?"

"Oh, nothing," he replied. She reached up and pecked him on the lips.

"Honey, would you mind if we stayed like this just a little longer?"

But Will wasn't listening; an explosion had just gone through his body when she kissed him. It felt so right, yet it was so wrong!