“Baby, I’m not in the mood for having guests over,” Bette said smelling the aroma of her favorite dish, “Franklin is being such an asshole about the Provocations exhibit and went over my head and scheduled ‘Seasons’ without my knowledge.”

“I’m sorry baby,” Tina said and waited for Bette to approach the table. Bette dropped her things in the living room and walked to the kitchen, stopping at her seat. She saw a stick at her seat; she picked it up and looked at it. All she saw was a pink plus sign and the tears started to form. She turned to Tina, beautiful Tina, the mother of her child.

“Oh my God Tee,” she said and went to her and hugged her wife.

“I’m so happy,” Tina whispered through her tears.

“As am I,” Bette said and cupped Tina’s face; she kissed every tear that escaped her eyelids. Bette just stared at her beautiful wife, seven years and still so in love with those hazel brown eyes, beautiful blond hair, gorgeous smile. She couldn’t help but wonder what their child would look like. As she looks into Tina’s eyes there is only one word that comes to mind. Gorgeous. The only word Bette thinks is worthy to describe what their child would look like.

“I’m scared Bette,” Tina says, breaking the silence.

“Don’t be scared baby. I’m here for you, whatever you need. I’ll be there.”

“Why can’t I be as strong as you?”

“You are! You’re the birth mother. Eating healthier, exercising daily, being a home to a little person for nine months! That takes a lot of strength. You inspire me every single second of every day because of that.”

“Baby,” she says and hugs me. She cries freely on my shoulder and I rub her back, assuring her that it will all be ok.

“I love you Tee.”

“I love you too.”

Dana’s house.

I keep rummaging through my closet looking for those cute black strappy shoes I bought last month. I toss out every box and article of clothing in my closet.

“Fuck! Where the fuck are my shoes,” I shout at no one.

“They’re right here baybe.”

“Shit,” I exclaim, as I turn to see Harrison standing in the doorway of my room, with my shoes hanging off his fingers.

“Sorry, I borrowed them,” he said and laughed.

“Oh ha-ha, very funny,” I say and snatch my shoes from him.

“Hurry up, I have margaritas that are getting hot,” he says as I put my shoes on.

“I can’t. I have an early practice.”

“Yeah we both have an early practice, but I’m sure Johnathan will take it easy on us.”

“Not me, you maybe. I have to make an impression on Subaru, and what’s good for me is good for you too.”

“Well whatever, I’m drinking,” he says and walks out. I continue to get dressed and I start to think about Lara, her beautiful smile, and her laugh. Oh shit, I didn’t call her. I think just as I hear the doorbell ring. I race down the stairs and I reach the door. I open the door and Lara bursts through the door, with dresses and shoes in hand. Fuck. She kisses me and runs into the living room and tosses her things on my couch.

“I wasn’t sure which dress to wear tonight. I brought all these with me, because I didn’t know what color you’d be wearing and I didn’t want us looking like twins.”

“I..uh,” I stammered.

“What’s wrong baby,” she asked just as Harrison walked into the living room.

“Uh, ohhh,” Harrison says, and walks awkwardly out of the room.

“Oh my God,” Lara says.

“I’m sorry, I…I should have called.”

“As it looks, I should have. God. I’m so stupid to think I was going with you tonight.”

“I want you to go. Johnathan. He asked Harrison to go without consulting me.”

“No, no, I know how he works. He doesn’t want us seen out together.”

“Baby,” I say as she gathers her things.

“No, don’t. Have fun,” she says sadly and walks to the door.

“Lara,” I shout and I hear the door slam. Harrison walks into the living room seconds later.

“Hey, she needs to realize it’s not personal. It’s business.”

“I thought I could handle the two, but obviously, I can’t.”