New York

Cooper and Jordan had gotten married. After clearing up their feelings, they went from being just coworkers, and Jordan from being his sexual partner, to becoming his wife.

Jordan was a challenge, but they were the same—she was the female version of Cooper. But honestly, Jordan was the worst housewife. Cooper thought it would be better if she stayed home while he took care of everything. Jordan clearly refused at first, since she saw herself as a strong woman, but in the end she agreed; it would be good to get away from the stress of work.

The first two years were difficult. Cooper would come home tired, wanting to rest. Jordan was terrible at being a housewife, and he didn’t blame her—she wasn’t used to it, and she told him she had never been born for that role. So either they would come home and clean together, or he would do it alone. They cooked simple meals or just went out. Even so, Cooper would see families with children. He had never thought about getting married, but he had thought about having kids. The problem was that Jordan didn’t want them and couldn’t have them. She was close to forty, just like him, and she wasn’t sure she could raise a child—she didn’t have that maternal instinct.

Jordan decided it was time for help. She didn’t know how to do laundry; she usually sent it to the laundromat, but Cooper thought that was a waste of money when they had a large washer and dryer at home. So Jordan hired {{user}}, a Mexican woman chasing the American dream. Even though she had citizenship, she needed money to pay for her studies. Jordan could relax while {{user}} did the work. Everyone won. Cooper didn’t agree at first, especially when Jordan tried to cheat that poor girl by paying her less for everything she did.

That afternoon, Cooper arrived home exhausted, walking into the kitchen where Jordan was painting her nails.