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Lilian took a sip of her lemonade slowly and looked over at Trish and Mickie. They had all agreed to meet for lunch to talk about their "relationships" with their mystery men. Trish stirred her iced tea with her straw boredly and turned to look at Mickie who was chewing on a biscuit.
"So what is this guys name again, Lilian?" Mickie asked when Trish didn't speak up. Lilian shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"His name's Keith," She tried to contain the smile that threatened to form on her lips.
Trish chewed on her lip. "Maybe we should wait until we can talk about this with Steph. She would want to know this."
"No way!" Mickie said, grinning. "It's not that big of a deal, besides, I want details."
Lilian looked down, blushing. "It's ... I don't know, I just feel like I shouldn't be doing this. Cheating on David feels so wrong."
Mickie rolled her eyes. "You just have to realize this is just sex. If Dave wouldn't be such a jerkoff, you wouldn't be doing this."
"But he's stressed from his new job. Being a CEO is completely new to him," Lilian defended.
"He should at least pay attention to his wife," Trish interrupted quickly. Lilian sighed.
"He's really tired after work. It's not his fault," She replied before looking at Mickie again. "Besides, I'm sure he'll stop being like this and treat me right in a few weeks."
"Pssh, that's what we all said, honey," Mickie rolled her eyes dramatically, "Ken doesn't even acknowledge me sometimes."
"And Randy… He's too wrapped up in his "work" to ever spend time with me," Trish glared at the plate in front of her.
Lilian took a drink from her lemonade and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "Mickie, I don't get you and Kenny. You're a lawyer, he stays at home with your children. I don't see how that puts a strain on your relationship."
"Because Kenny thinks that every waking moment that I am home, I should be with him."
Trish raised an eyebrow. "And what's wrong with that?"
"Everything when you're trying to figure out how to earn a client their settlement loans from their backstabbing sister. Everything when you have two screaming kids that want eggs and bacon."
"Okay, you don't have to be so bitchy," Trish said defensively. Mickie sent her an apologetic look then turned to Lilian.
"So, details, woman!" Mickie demanded, slapping the table. Lilian jumped, her eyes wide.
"I… I think maybe we should wait until we see Steph tomorrow," Lilian stammered. Mickie sent her a glare.
"Whatever," She snapped, "I'm just trying to help." Mickie picked up her fork quickly and stabbed her salad with it.
"What about you Trish," Lilian asked, "how did you get caught up in this?"
"I was finishing up showing this house to a couple and as I was walking to my car I saw Adam. He and I went to high school together, and we dated seriously. We messed around a lot and...I guess we just got careless. I found out I was pregnant, and he left. I met Randy and we got married so fast. When Emily was born I had to convince him that she was just early." Trish sighed and shook her head. "It was hard."
"Well what happened to Emily? How come you never talk about her?" Lilian wondered aloud. Trish gave Lilian a sharp look.
"I'd rather not talk about her," Trish responded quietly. Mickie rubbed Trish's back soothing and looked to Lilian. She gave her a look that said, "I'll tell you later".
"Umm… Okay..." Lilian bit into her club sandwich and watched Trish with a thoughtful expression.
"Well, ladies," Mickie said, pulling out a couple bills, "I am off to meet with a pro." She wiggled her eyebrows and grabbed her purse.
"A pro?" Lilian asked.
"Oh yeah, he's amazing."
"I thought you were just with a guy," Trish put in. "Don't you get attached?"
Mickie paused. "No. It's sex. It's a necessity to life, it's like food. You go long enough without and you just don't function very well." Smiling, she stood up.
Once Mickie left Trish turned to Lilian and sighed, "She's very open about her and these guys she's with."
"I can tell," Lilian nodded slowly, still puzzled about Trish's daughter Emily. "Umm… Did you have trouble with this?"
"You mean cheating?" When Lilian nodded Trish sighed loudly, "Yeah, in the beginning. Now I'm over it." Trish shrugged.
"So it doesn't bother you now?" Lilian asked. She was kind of glad it was just her and Trish now.
Trish shrugged and sipped on her tea.
At another house in Forks, Shelton Benjamin opened up his front door. Mickie stood there in a black robe which she quickly pulled off. Shelton snaked an arm around her waist and drew her inside the house, shutting the door behind them. "All this for me?"
She giggled before pushing him back onto the couch. "I missed you," she said before kissing his neck.
Barely a few miles away Hunter Helmsley peered out his apartment window. He drew back the curtains and watched as the lovely brunette made her way into the apartment complex. He waited for her to knock on the door before leaving the window. He opened the door with a wine glass and beer in hand.
"Oh, wine," Stephanie said as he handed it to her. She took a sip then kissed the blonde man. He set down his beer and began to toy with the hem of her shirt.
She sat her glass on the counter as they made their way into the kitchen. Her cell phone began to ring and she pushed him away. "Hello?"
"Steph, it's Lilian," her voice said on the other end.
"Hey Lil," Stephanie replied, trying to keep Hunter back again.
"Uh, you left your PDA in my bag somehow. I'm on my way to see Keith; I could drop it by your house maybe?"
"No, don't worry about it; I'll just get it at the next group."
"Are you sure?" Lilian asked. Stephanie pushed Hunter away, giving him a stern look. Hunter got onto his knees and pouted like a child.
"Yeah… I've got to go so I'll see you on Monday," Stephanie hung up quickly and looked down at Hunter who was on his knees, pulling at her shirt. Stephanie rolled her eyes and walked into the living area with her wine in hand.
Over half an hour later, Hunter was lying back on his bed and Stephanie was smoking a cigarette at the food of the bed. His wrists were tied against the bed posts. "You know," he started, "I had a couple ideas for some stuff we could do."
Smirking, Stephanie turned to face him, "What did you have in mind?"
"Well, you have to untie me first," he said, laughing.
Across the tiny town, Lilian was inside the hotel room Keith had got for the night. "I got you something," he said after breaking the passionate kiss they'd been sharing.
"A gift?" she choked out.
"Yeah, a gift!" Keith exclaimed, pulling something out from under the bed. He handed her a medium sized box wrapped with a pink bow. Lilian grinned.
"What is it?" She questioned, shaking it. Keith rolled his eyes and looked down at the white package.
"Open it and find out," He replied simply. Lilian narrowed her eyes at him before pulling off the bow and throwing the lid onto the floor on the other side of the bed.
Reaching inside, she pulled out a set of red lingerie. She stared at it for a while, unsure of what to say.
Keith moved the box, placing his hand on her thigh. "It's more for me than it is for you." He chuckled softly before cupping her face with his hands.
"Thank you," Lilian said quietly. Keith smiled and pressed his lips against hers. Lilian pressed against him causing them to fall back onto the bed.
Hunter climbed out of bed slowly, a smile on his face. Stephanie stood as well and reached into her purse for her cell phone. She watched him walk into the bathroom before moving into the living room to check her messages. She stood by the window, tightened her robe, and then flipped her phone open.
She listened to her messages while sipping the wine from her glass. The bathroom door opened. She smiled to herself and decided to play coy with him. She continued listening to her messages, shivering a little when a pair of hands rested at the base of her neck. She flipped her phone shut and turned around. A look of horror spread across her face as the shiny blade of a knife rose and fell into her skin over twenty times.
