Eden holds to the bar behind her, enjoying the feeling of being pinned up against the wall and of having Lily's undivided attention. It sounds good, all of it, both the statement of the way Lily wants her and the suggestion that others will follow suit. As much as there's a part of her that would be happy to find the right person and settle down, until she does, she wants that, to be desired and to go home with whomever she likes, to not have to choose anything. It feels like such a long damn time since she was the girl who got to live like that, and she misses it more than ever here with it in reach again.

"I don't know about everyone," she says. "I'm not sure I have that kind of free time."