You never really expect your lust filled, one night stand to be the same person who's interviewing you for a job to be their assistant. The chances of that happening are slim to none. And it just so happens to be that Danielle is the anomaly. At least it's a nice desk.

"It's not much, but it's home, for now..." Stefania places the blondes bag onto the living room floor of the apartment. "We have a spare bedroom through here," Gesturing for Danielle to follow her into the third bedroom. The room was pretty standard, a double bed tucked into a corner of the room with a nightstand and a lamp. Fairy lights hanging from the corners of the ceiling. A mirrored wardrobe on the opposite side of the room. It was cosy. "This is perfect, hopefully I won't be in your hair for too long!" Dani speaks, sitting on the edge of the double bed, the fresh sheets feeling crisp under her touch. "Thank you," "Stop thanking me... You have been through so much, it is the very least I could do," Stefania lays her hand on her shoulder, squeezing sympathetically. Sending chills down her body. "Maybe we could get to know each other, on better circumstances?"

Danielle had always been in love with her TV girlfriend. She has had many, many fantasies about her, completely unable to tell the woman how she felt because of many reasons. Stefania had been married to the love of her life for a little over ten years. She had everything she could have ever wanted. Two kids, Valentina, an eight-year-old girl who loved playing with sidewalk chalk and cooking with her mother. And Luca, a six-year-old boy who loved to play with his cars with a big race track that took over most of his room and chase the dog around the open backyard. Stefania always had a small connection with Danielle didn't have with anyone else, including her husband. She tried to never think about it but every time she was with her close friend, it always resurfaced. But, she's married.