First meeting
Hannah Taylor was the newest curator at Scene Contempo Gallery, she was polite with clients and always had a smile on her face. She also just so happened to be the most beautiful woman Vanessa had ever seen. She had medium-long auburn hair, her face covered in freckles, and her eyes a pretty sea green with some brown in them.
Vanessa had also noted the woman had good taste in fashion as she was dressed in a pair of baby pink (almost beige) dress pants with a white sleeveless top and matching pink heels. It was simple but looked classy.
She saw Hannah standing in front of a big white painting and slowly walked up to her. "There's an old children's joke." She started, noticing how Hannah's head turned slightly in surprise of the other woman's presence. Vanessa continued, "You hold up a white piece of paper and you ask, 'What's this?'" Turning against Hannah with a small smile at the upcoming joke. "A rabbit in a snowstorm."
Vanessa could see how Hannah's eyes lit up before a smile reached her lips, laughing at the joke. She observed how her face wrinkled by her eyes and Vanessa couldn't breathe for a moment at her beauty.
"Mmh, that's a good joke." Hannah kept looking at the painting for a while before turning to Vanessa, extending her hand. "I've seen you around but I don't think we've met personally. I'm Hannah."
Vanessa accepted her hand, noticing how soft and warm it was. "Vanessa, nice to meet you." Serving the kindest smile she could conjure.
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Vanessa was watching Hannah closely as she talked with a customer about one of the paintings. She had been doing so a lot recently she noticed, staring at the other woman for minutes and just observing her. The way she held herself, the way she walked. Vanessa had also been doing this at every one of their conversations. She inspected and mapped out every inch of her face and body. Her favorite past time so far was counting the many freckles scattered across her face. But her absolute favorite part of her colleague was her eyes. They were sea green with one spot of brown.
Vanessa had one day pointed it out to her and Hannah had told her she had a condition called sectoral heterochromia, which made her irises two different colors. She also stated that she always had been teased about it when she was younger and Vanessa was quick to point out that her eyes were beautiful and anyone who said differently was lying. This earned her a big smile and a whispered 'thank you', which in return made Vanessa's stomach feel like it was doing backflips.
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Vanessa was looking at herself in the mirror, examining every little curve to make she looked perfect for her date tonight with Hannah. After two months of getting to know each other Hannah had told her she was a lesbian but it wasn't until three months of becoming friends Vanessa had felt brave enough to ask her out on a date, and luckily, she said yes. Vanessa couldn't believe it when she got home that evening but she was extremely happy thinking back to the moment Hannah accepted.
Vanessa woke up extra nervous that day, not only did she have a scheduled meeting with a very special client but she had also planned on asking Hannah out.
She fixed herself a bit extra that morning and made sure she looked good before leaving home, she even left earlier to pick up flowers on the way to work. Violets, Hannah's favorite.
Driving to work that day seemed to take an eternity longer than usual and she could feel her heart racing in her chest as she thought of what she would say to Hannah. Nervously looking at the flowers from the corner of her eye every other minute as if they would magically disappear from the car seat.
She arrived at the gallery and walked inside in search of Hannah, finding her alone in the breakroom. She smiled when she saw Vanessa walk towards her.
"Good morning!" Her smooth voice as cheery as ever, making Vanessa's heart flutter in her chest. God, she looks beautiful, Vanessa thought as she approached Hannah. How she could look so sharp and high fashion in such a simple outfit she would never understand.
She was wearing simple black jeans and a black top that covered her chest with a blue and red blazeron top of that. She always knew how to make the people around her swoon, with her fashionable clothes and little smirks. As Vanessa gets closer she also noticed that Hannah's make up was a bit more than her usual everyday make up. She had a red smokey eye with some gold in the inner corner.
Hannah was pouring up some coffee and help up the can while raising her brow to Vanessa, silently asking if she wanted some too and Vanessa nodded and smiled back at her while putting her things at her desk and hiding the flowers. She decided to wait until after her big client to ask out Hannah, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to focus for the rest of the day.
The day moved on slowly and Vanessa dreaded the moment to come, she had trouble focusing but managed to get through her client without raising too much suspicion about her state of mind. Only 30 minutes left.
It was finally time. The gallery was closing for customers and Vanessa was finally asking Hannah out. She was more than ready to get it over with and go home.
Vanessa slowly approached Hannah in the breakroom holding the flower bouquet behind her back, she cleared her throat to gain the other woman's attention. "Hannah, we have not known each other for a very long time but since the moment I laid eyes on you I knew I would like you," Vanessa started a rant while Hannah stared up at her with an interested and humored gaze. "I also know that what I feel goes beyond platonically and, well, what I'm trying to say is... Doyouwannagoonadatewtihme?" She finished quickly showing the flowers and giving and confident but somewhat awkward smile.
Hannah pouted her lips and inspected the flowers, lighting up when she noticed they were violets. "Violets! My favorite!" She stood up and smiled at Vanessa again, "I would love to go out with you." Hannah took the flowers from Vanessa and gave her a quick peck on the cheek as she passed her. Vanessa thought she would combust right on the spot.