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Before she had met Brenda, her current girlfriend of almost two years, she had had a short-term relationship, or rather a fling with Sam Makavejev, who now worked with her as a location manager and who she still remained friends with. Their affair hadn’t gone any further than sex, mainly due to Sam’s unwillingness to commit.
”Do you need a ride?” Sam asked, standing up.
”No, thanks. I’ll drive my car.”
When Sam left, Tina collected her things into her purse and left as well. As she climbed into her car, her phone ringed.
”Hey baby, are you still at work?” Brenda’s voice spoke on the other side of the line.
”I’m pulling out of the parking lot. I’ll be at my parents’ place in fifteen minutes. Where’re you?”
”I’m there already! We’re all waiting for you.”
”Alright, see you in a bit, honey,” Tina said and hung up.
She was driving through the relatively peaceful streets of Los Angeles when thoughts of Bette sidled their way into her mind again. It was becoming her unhealthy hobby, every time she had a spare moment to think of Bette, of the way Bette looked when they had met for the first time after all those years, of the way Bette had looked at her, of the many possible reasons why after two weeks Bette hadn’t called her yet.
It was either Bette didn’t want to get in touch at all or she was taking her time to analyze the situation. After all she had always been that person, always trying to rationalize everything in her head, always creating complexity out of something that was perhaps pretty simple to others. By no means the rebirth of their relationship was a simple endeavor, but why wouldn’t Bette understand that no rationalization was needed when they were both involved? All she had to do to get all the answers was to make one call.
Still, it was highly possible that Bette simply didn’t want to get in touch. Tina remembered that Bette had been accompanied by some woman at the store. Had she found herself a girlfriend already? Why wouldn’t she? She looked amazing, Tina thought to herself with a smile, even though the prospect of Bette having a girlfriend was bringing her emotional discomfort.