Cake
Lydia had dated a lot of people, but Allison took the cake.
Only Allison could shoot a monster, let down her hair, and arrive at a fancy restaurant looking picture-perfect. Only Allison could take Lydia's mind off of losing her cool over something infuriating.
And out of everyone Allison had dated, Lydia stood out.
She would put on her lipstick, walk into a room, and turn every head. Allison knew that she was the only one who got to take her home and kiss her silly. Lydia outshone everyone with grace and ease, and that was how they liked it.
Horse
Allison shook her head. "What are you thinking?"
"That our daughter would like having a horse." Lydia gestured to the brochures for various ranches. "Horseback riding is a great sport, and it's not like we can't afford it."
"Where is she going to keep it?"
"There's a stable five miles away."
"When can she go? She's got lacross every day; we're busy on the weekends..." Allison trailed off, staring at Lydia's pursed pout. "Don't do that."
"What?" She asked innocently.
"That thing where you look all gorgeous and make me think you can make anything work out!" She sighed. "Fine."
Light
You look at her and see the light in her smile
And you want that light to be yours.
You want your light to be hers.
You are bright, and you want to share it with someone
And you want that someone to be her.
She flies so high that you are but dust
She calls you up and you are with her
And you see the people below and you think We are separate.
And she loves you and that gives you wings
And you can fly with her.
You love her
She is fire
And she is yours
Eyes
The terror faded from Lydia's eyes as Allison rushed past the fallen man to untie her.
"Baby, are you okay?" She murmured, pushing her girlfriend's hair back to check for bruises.
Lydia stood up. "I'm fine. He wanted to use my scream to call all the nearby wolves here, but I don't think he wanted to kill them." She leaned on her. "I'm fine; my leg is just cramped. That's what happens when someone sits in one place for hours."
"I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner." Allison frowned, pressing a kiss to Lydia's cheek. "But I've got you now."
Blood
Kira looked curiously at Allison as she slid into the seat next to her.
"You're late," she pointed out.
Allison muttered. "I know. I was, uh, fixing my makeup."
Weird, Kira thought, it's smudged. Allison was wearing blood-red lipstick (also strange; she usually wore paler colors), and it was almost smeared around her mouth. "There's a little..."
Allison wiped at her mouth and tugged her collar up subconsciously.
Oh. Duh. Couldn't they be more subtle?
Although Kira bet that whatever class Lydia was in, she looked perfect, not a hair out of place.
That was the third time this week.
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