Chapter 4

As the doorbell rang, Tina’s heart jumped into her throat.

‘Yes, Helena, I have everything ready. She’s just arrived… No I will not… No… I might text you… No. Ok, fine, anything to get you off this damn phone. Sure, I will call you tomorrow!’

She ended the call and dropped the phone into its receiver. She took a deep breath and paused at the mirror on the way to the door. She had agonized over what to wear for hours, texted all friends, managed to recruit as many people into the decision making process. In the end, she ignored them all. She went for an outfit that showed off her curves and made her feel sexy.  She smoothed her top and ran her hands through her hair fluffing it out at the ends as the doorbell rang again.

‘Be right there’ she yelled towards the door. She put the back of her hands to her cheeks trying to cool them down and absorb some of the redness. Not succeeding she looked at her reflection ‘here goes’ she whispered.

As she opened the door, she took an audible gasp at the sight of Bette standing before her. She tried to compose herself but Bette had noticed and smiled, enjoying the reaction. She had received this welcome from many women in the past but had never found herself so determined that it would happen. She had agonized over her appearance for what felt like eternity before leaving her house and spent many a minute wondering what Tina would look like when she arrived. She drank in the sight of Tina, mesmerized.

‘Evening T, You look beautiful’ Bette was the first to recover.

‘Thanks, Umm, you look.. wow. I mean, evening.’ Tina tried to metaphorically rein her eyes back to into her head. She swallowed; her mouth already dry.  Bette had chosen long black trousers complimented by a stunning, slightly loose red top. Tina thought it was probably Donna Karen but had to admit she didn’t really care. She just looks so stunning. Bette’s hair was beautifully curled and her makeup made her eyes even more entrancing than they were normally which Tina didn’t actually think possible.

‘Sorry, please come in.’ Tina realized she was keeping Bette in the hall by staring so much. She stood to one side and gestured towards her living room. Bette’s perfume made her head swim as she brushed past her and Tina had to stop herself reaching out and grabbing Bette right there. Restraint girl.