“Perfect. Here shirt.” Lara threw the shirt at Dana and again waited for the other woman to go into the bathroom and change.

Dana pulled the shirt over her head and then stared into the mirror trying to calm the butterflies that were fluttering noisily in her stomach. She took a deep breath and wondered what the ***** she was doing. She couldn’t believe that she was actually going out on a date with someone that wasn’t Alice. Dana felt like she was going to be sick. She couldn’t understand the guilt that she was feeling. She and Alice had been separated for almost six months now. There shouldn’t have been any guilt left by now. Dana should have been able to go out on a date without feeling like she was cheating. Dana felt her stomach heave again and she turned for the toilet as her lunch spilled into the clear water.

“Dana, are you Okay?” Dana heard Lara ask from the other side of the door.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Dana yelled through the door as she finished rinsing her mouth and reached for her toothbrush.

A moment later Dana emerged from the bathroom looking slightly pale, but otherwise beautiful. Just as she was about to open her mouth and address the redhead sitting on her bed the doorbell rang and Dana froze as a look of panic spread across her face. “I think I’m gonna be sick.” Dana ran toward the bathroom and heaved again. Lara got off the bed and ran down the stairs to answer the door.

“Oh” The elegant looking woman on the other side of the door looked confused as Lara opened the door. “Does Dana live here?” She questioned.

“Yeah, come on in.” Lara opened the door wider and the other woman stepped inside. “Dana’s just upstairs changing she should be down in a second. I’m Lara. A friend.” Lara held out her hand for Dana’s date trying hard not o let her feelings for Dana alter her first impression of her.

“I’m Leisha.” She said as she grabbed the redheads hand and shook it slightly before letting it go and looking around the room.

Lara looked the woman up and down a little bit surprised that she was nothing like Alice. The woman in front of her had a very professional look about her. And part of her wondered what Dana saw in her because this woman didn’t really seem fitting for the athlete at all. “Um, I’d offer you a place to sit, but” Lara threw her hand out to the lack of furniture in the living room. “No furniture.”