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    In the Vice Principal’s Office

    As soon as Stef had walked in, Lena couldn’t help but notice how tough Stef looked in her uniform. There was always something so appealing about assertive Stef. Her hair had been up and a hint of a smile was the only thing that broke her professional demeanor. Shortly after her arrival, Lena opened her laptop and Stef had put on her glasses. She’d known Stef long enough to remember how hard the transition had been on her wife. Stef had protested until she finally had to admit the need for glasses. Lena had immediately taken to them.

    Today in her current state, the combination of glasses, hair and uniform were a little too much for Lena. She was distracted by Stef’s body, her smell. Stef was so meticulously put together, all Lena wanted to do was mess her look up a bit. She wanted that hair out of that tight bun. She needed to undo something in that uniform, a button at her collar, or maybe one of the buttons at the cuff of her sleeve. Stef must have been cold, she rarely chose the long sleeve version of her uniform. Lena closed her laptop, no decisions were going to be made and truth be told, she just wanted to talk to her wife. Her salad sat uneaten and she watched Stef look up at her, wondering why Lena had suddenly closed the computer.

    “I’ve missed you.” Lena spoke honestly, reaching for her wife’s hand.

    Stef sighed, sometimes she wished she wasn’t so high strung and consumed with responsibility. She just wanted to take care of everyone and unfortunately, her children were taking up every second of her day. She’d sought out her wife at lunch precisely because they could never talk and they had so much to discuss. She could see her wife needed something from her. Stef reached back to take her glasses off and Lena stopped her, “No don’t.”

    Stef raised her eyebrows, wondering what that was about. Lena shyly commented, “I like you on them.” And she caressed her wife’s ring finger, lingering on the relatively new piece of jewelry on her left hand. It reminded her of all the commitment between them.

    “You do?” Stef could feel the energy coming from her wife and remembered her words not that long ago, more action than I’ve gotten from you in a while. Lena was right. They had been caught up with their kids too much.

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