Reese and Bianca Ch. 01

Author's Note: This is the love story of Reese and Bianca. If two women showing their love for one another is not your cup of tea, please find another story you'd like to read. This story will be submitted in several parts and is based off the hit soap All My Children, yet the "history" has been changed somewhat to suit the purposes of this story. Not all the parts of this story will contain erotic sex scenes as there is a plot. First and foremost, this story is a romance, not a sex story.

Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's All My Children or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.

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Part One ::: Reese and Bianca Meet

(Bianca)

Bianca was about to enjoy a beautiful day in the park with her precious little girl Miranda. "Mommy, I wanna see the swans," Miranda said, tugging on Bianca's hand as though to drag her away toward the pond.

"Okay, sweetie, I promise we will," Bianca said cheerfully. Miranda was bursting with energy, and Bianca couldn't help but giggle at the little girl's persuasiveness. Miranda really loved living here in Paris and making new friends, but Bianca knew that Miranda missed her family in the states, her grandmother Erica, her uncle Jack, Aunt Kendall and Zach, and her cousins Spike and Ian. Bianca too missed home and oftentimes she thought of returning to Pine Valley, the city where she had grown up.

Bianca and her little daughter were strolling down the pathway toward the pond so Miranda could see the swans when quite suddenly, Bianca ran head-on into the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes upon. The woman she ran into was about eight inches taller than Bianca. She was so tall and sexy, and so very opposite from Bianca.

"Excuse me; I'm so sorry," Bianca heard herself babble. "My little girl was pulling me along... and I didn't see you. Are you okay?"

"She's anxious to see the swans," Bianca explained, looking into the other woman's amber-colored eyes, getting lost in them. Never before had she been so instantly attracted to a woman as she found herself completely breathless over this one. Meanwhile, little Miranda had broke away from Bianca, letting go of her mother's hand and skipping off toward the pond.

"Come on, Mommy!" Miranda called, her long dark hair flying in the wind as she neared the edge of the pond.

"Miranda!" Bianca called out, not wanting her daughter to get near the pond without parental supervision. She gave the woman a smile and said, "Sorry, but I gotta take care of my daughter..." She then bounded after Miranda, who was watching the swans swimming in the pond with a look of delight on her sweet face.

(Reese)

Reese was in Paris doing architectural work for an extremely wealthy couple. That's what she loved to do, design dream homes for couples who were newly married and about to start their lives together. She had been working as an architect for a little over ten years now and her work was well-known. She had designed several of the homes which had appeared on Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous. Because of this, she was now quite well off, but ever since her break-up with Simon, her family had disowned her. Things had gone horribly wrong, and Reese had realized that Simon wasn't the one for her. Right before the wedding, she had called the whole thing off. Then she had stunned her parents by announcing to them that she didn't like men, but preferred to be with a woman. Ever since that fateful day, her parents had all but disowned her. Life had been rather lonely for Reese, so she had thrown herself into her work.

Because of what had happened and her parents' reaction, Reese hadn't dated anyone since her fiasco relationship with Simon. She had never acted on her feelings with women and spent most of her time just hanging out with her friends, most of which tended to be men. Her greatest longing was to have a loving and intimate relationship, but yet it was hard to let anyone in.... She had been protecting herself for far too long.

Reese wasn't sure what had led her to the park that day. The weather was absolutely beautiful and she had decided to get some exercise and enjoy the lovely day. That's when she saw a precious little girl dragging her mother along toward the pond. Before she knew what had happened, the woman had run into her, nearly knocking her over. Reese stared into those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes and she was instantly lost. She couldn't even find her voice to speak, although the woman was frantically apologizing.

Reese watched, seeing how the woman's rather large breasts rose becomingly against the silk fabric of her top as she spoke and she was deeply fascinated. Immediately, Reese drug her eyes away from the woman's chest, hoping she hadn't given herself away, but damn, this amazing lady was so attractive. Reese wanted to get to know her better.

It was then that the little girl had broken away from her mother, skipping off toward the pond. With an apology, the woman had began walking away, and Reese followed. The two of them stood near the little girl, watching the child's delight as she saw the swans swimming in the pond. "What a beautiful site," Reese spoke. "Love is in the air," she said, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the woman who stood next to her, knowing that she too had noticed the swan and it's mate swimming together gracefully on the sparkling water of the pond.

"My name is Reese Williams," Reese said when their gazes finally met. "You have a lovely daughter. How old is she?" She smiled at little Miranda, thinking how adorable she was and wishing she would be lucky to have such a precious little girl.

(Reese and Bianca)

Bianca gave Reese a smile. "Her name is Miranda, and she's four years old," said Bianca. "My name is Bianca Montgomery by the way."

"Really?" Reese said with a partially raised eyebrow. "I've heard of you. You run that line of cosmetics. I wear your products."

"You do?" Bianca said looking quite surprised. "They look beautiful on you.... ummmm what I mean to say, you are a very beautiful woman."

Reese gazed at Bianca, seeing a look in those eyes of hers. Bianca was attracted to her, Reese was almost sure of it. There was a strong chemistry between the two of them, though they had just barely met. "Thank you," Reese said with a smile. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."

"What are you doing in Paris?" Bianca asked then, cause quite obviously Reese wasn't a native of France.

"I'm an Architect... and I was invited here by Pierre Francois and his new bride. I am designing their dream home. I will be finished in a couple of weeks, then I can start on my next project."

"Really, you're THAT Reese Williams? I've heard of you, too. You're famous, you know.... I have seen your work in magazines. Wow, I can't believe it," Bianca said. "I'm fascinated... would you let me see your blueprints?"

"You'd want to look them over?" Reese asked in surprise. "Sure, I wouldn't mind showing you..."

"Mommy, I'm hungry..." Miranda suddenly spoke up, breaking the conversation that Bianca and Reese were very much enjoying.

"Okay, baby, we'll head home and I'll order us some lunch," Bianca promised the child.

"Yay!" Miranda exclaimed.

"Reese, would you like to join Miranda and I for lunch?" Bianca asked.

"Thanks, I'd love to," Reese agreed.

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Reese accompanied Bianca and Miranda to the expensive chateau where Bianca had an exclusive suite, complete with a hottub, fireplace, and a nursery for Miranda. When they walked in, Reese couldn't help but gasp as the beautiful furnishings. "This was my mother's idea, not mine..." said Bianca with a little laugh. "Nothing but the best for her daughter and her darling granddaughter. I would have been happy staying at a regular hotel.... but well, mother insisted."

"Wow, it's amazing," said Reese looking over the antique furnishings as Bianca gave her a short tour of the place.

"The most amazing thing is that Miranda's nanny Rachel agreed to come with me to Paris. When I am working at the company, she's always here, looking after my little girl. I never have to worry cause I know that Miranda is being well taken care of," Bianca spoke as Miranda bounded off toward the nursery to play with her toys. The little girl wasn't the least bit interested in the adult conversation between her mother and her mother's new friend.

"There she goes now," Bianca laughed, seeing Miranda disappear into the nursery where Rachel was waiting.

"Your own nanny... that's really kewl," said Reese as she took a seat on a satin love seat in the middle of the living room.

"Yeah, Rachel's been looking after Miranda since she was a small baby, so she's like part of the family."

Reese couldn't help but wonder.... Was this Rachel more than just the nanny? She couldn't take her eyes off Bianca. Her heartbeat sped up as she found herself practically staring at Bianca in awe. A slow smile came to Bianca's face. "Is something wrong?" Bianca asked as it seemed that Reese had been undressing her with her eyes.

"No... no, nothing's wrong. I was just thinking about how... hungry I am. What's for lunch?"

"Room service. I don't cook," answered Bianca as she reached for the phone. Taking Bianca's hand into hers, Reese stopped her.

"What do you mean... you don't cook? What about your little girl? Surely she wants a home-cooked meal now and then," said Reese. "Hey, why don't you let me cook for you? I'm not the most awesome cook, but I can whip up something yummy. How does Chinese stir fry sound?"

Bianca grinned. "You cook? Sure, I'd love that," she said when Reese offered to make lunch. "Come with me; I'll show you the kitchen."

Once in the kitchen, Reese made herself at home and began cooking a meal. Luckily Rachel had kept the kitchen well-stocked, and Reese had everything she needed to prepare the Chinese stir fry. Reese cut up the fresh vegetables and then began browning the chicken. "Mmmmm that smells sooo good," Bianca said blissfully as she walked over to the stove and looked into the wok where Reese was turning the meat.

"You don't eat real food that often, do you?" Reese observed, seeing Bianca's look of awe when watching her cook.

"No, I don't. I never learned to cook... and neither did my mother. We always had servants to take care of all our needs...." admitted Bianca. "Now that I am here in Paris, Miranda and I eat at restaurants... and I call room service. Rachel can fix a few things, but she's a nanny, not a cook."

"Well, it's a good thing you met me then... I won't let you starve," Reese promised as added the vegetables to the wok.

"Mmmmm vegetables... This is what real food looks like," Bianca said with a smile.

Reese laughed as she continued to prepare the food. "So... Bianca, are you single? What about Miranda's father?" Reese heard herself asking as she blended the vegetables with the meat.

The expression on Bianca's face suddenly went from great joy and contentment to one of shadows. "He's dead. And I never really considered Michael her father. She's my daughter, only mine," Bianca said softly, looking down and unable to meet Reese's gaze.

Reese felt terrible for bringing up what was obviously a painful subject for Bianca. "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...." she started to apologize.

"It's okay. You didn't know.... you see, Miranda's biological father was a rapist," Bianca explained. "He raped me... and that's how my daughter was conceived."

Reese winced, a look of horror crossing her face. The thought of some monster hurting this beautiful woman caused her to feel intense sorrow as well as rage. "Ohh my God, I--- I'll kill him," Reese hissed.

"No, you can't do that.... I already did," said Bianca in an almost whisper. "He tried to attack me again... so I had to stop him. There was a struggle... and I---I killed him."

"Ohh my God, I'm so sorry," Reese said, reaching for Bianca. Suddenly then Bianca was in Reese's arms, and Reese was holding her. Tears wet Bianca's cheek and spilled onto Reese's chest, wetting her shirt. Tenderly, Reese began caressing Bianca's hair.

"Mommy," a little voice called out. And then Miranda was there, tugging on her mother's shirt. "Mommy, something smells good. I'm sooo hungry."

"Ohhh honey," Bianca said, breaking away from Reese. She took Miranda in her arms and kissed the little girl's cheek. While holding her precious child, Bianca turned to look at Reese whose amber eyes were also shining with tears. "Reese, Miranda is my miracle child. She's proof that something wonderful and amazing can come from one of the most painful and tragic events a person could experience in life. I love this little girl with all my heart... and I will never, ever regret having her."

Then Bianca spoke to Miranda whom she had gently placed into a chair at the table. "Reese is making us lunch, sweetie. Isn't that nice of her?" Bianca said to her little girl. "It won't be coming on a tray... Reese is cooking it herself."

"Yayyyy!" Miranda exclaimed and both Reese and Bianca laughed at the little girl's enthusiasm.

It wasn't long before the meal was done and the three of them sat down at the table. "What about Rachel?" Reese asked as Bianca was helping Miranda fill her plate.

"She's already eaten," answered Bianca as she watched her little daughter happily digging into her food. "She loves it."

"Good," said Reese with a smile, pleased that not only Miranda, but Bianca was enjoying the meal.

"Reese, earlier you asked me if I am single," spoke Bianca. "In answer to that question, yes.... I am not seeing anyone. I haven't dated in well... a very long time."

"Why not? You're beautiful, sexy... guys must be swarming all over you."

Bianca smiled. "Maybe so... but I wouldn't be interested. I don't like guys, Reese. I like women."

Reese nearly dropped her fork. There it was.... exactly what she had been sensing from this woman. "You mean ... you're ... you're..."

"I'm a lesbian," Bianca finished as she saw Reese trying to recover from her admission.

"Wow... I've never actually met anyone who... well, who liked women..." Reese replied, knowing with each word she sounded more and more tongue-tied.

Bianca laughed softly, more amused by Reese's reaction than anything. "You don't usually hang out with lesbians?" Bianca asked her tone a bit teasing.

"No... I usually hang out with guys," said Reese. "What I mean to say is that most of the architects I know are guys... so most of my friends are men."

"One of my closest friends is a guy, too. My brother in law Zach... he's a great guy. You should meet him."

"Hopefully I will someday," said Reese, hoping she got to know this woman even better.

"So how about you? Are you dating?" Bianca then asked after taking a small sip of her iced tea.

"No, I don't date."

"You don't date?" Bianca said surprise. "Why in the world not?"

"I had a bad break-up several years ago... so after that, I said never again."

"So now you won't even consider dating?"

"I would consider it... if the right woman came along...."

"Hold it... did you just say...?"

"Yes, I said 'woman'. Bianca, my past relationship didn't work out because it was with a guy, and I realized I don't like men. And I haven't been involved with a woman yet... because I have been waiting for someone special," Reese explained.

Bianca looked into Reese's amber eyes. "I understand that... waiting for someone special," she said softly. "That's what I want too... Someone who wants to make a family with me and Miranda. Someone who would accept her and love her as I do...."

Reese and Bianca were looking deep into one another's eyes when suddenly Miranda spoke up. "Mommy, I'm finished now. Can I go and play?" the little girl asked.

"Sure, sweetie," Bianca said as she helped her daughter wipe her face with her napkin.

After a moment, Miranda went off to play in the nursery and Bianca and Reese were alone once again. With Bianca's help, Reese started cleaning up the kitchen. "Lunch was wonderful, Reese," Bianca said. "With you around, I could get really spoiled."

Reese turned from the dish she had been washing to look into Bianca's very dark eyes. "Would you like to see more of me?" Reese heard herself asking. She realized how suggestive that sounded, then reworded her question to: "Bianca, would you go out with me?"