In spite of the calm assurance she projected, Bette was quaking with nervousness as she pressed the doorbell. She heard the chimes tolling within the interior of the house. It was an attractive house situated in one of West Hollywood’s  middle class neighborhoods.

The lawn was well kept, the house was immaculate and tasteful. The house was painted dove gray and accented with white trim .Like all the other houses on the street it typified WEHO architecture, having the garage level with the street and the house elevated. Steep concrete steps led up to the front door , which boasted an old fashioned etched glass window.

She tried to peer through the opaque glass and glimpse some sign of movement as she listened for approaching footsteps,  but could see nothing and heard no sounds from within the house.

“What if Tina had decided to leave after she called?…or what if she wasn’t gay and had a husband and children?…or what if she was gay and had a partner?” Bette hadn’t thought of these possibilities  ,in fact she hadn’t thought of anything much since last Friday except how to see the blonde again. “What if she was lying about  breaking up with her boyfriend?…Maybe it was presumptuous of her to come here uninvited.  Her thoughts were navigating all over the place.

Her heat lurched when she heard footsteps coming towards the door…Her husband?,…her partner?,… her children?,…a maid?, …her?, Bette swallowed hard. The door was opened slowly and Tina stood in front of her.

Of all the scenarios that had played out  in her head, this was  not how she had expected to see Tina when they meet again .Her hair was wet and hanging loosely around her shoulders, her robe was loosely tied and she was barefooted, she looked as if she had come straight from the shower.

“Wow,” Bette said, “ you’re a sight for sore eyes”.

Tina almost dragged her through the door , and pushed her head out ,then she pushed in the door. 

“Why are you so nervous are you expecting someone?”

“No…,I’m … I …

“Wait a second, are you married?”

“Nooooooooo…”

“Do you live alone?”

“Yes,  why all the questions?”