Chapter 13

"Hey Tina, where do you want the cake?" Dana asks
with so much glee in her voice, I am starting to feel scared.

"Dane, please tell me you got me a normal looking cake.
Please please please." I cover my eyes and shake my head. "I can’t
bear the look on the guests’ faces if the candles look like penis or some body
parts."

Dana laughs and puts one arm around my shoulder.

"You, me and Alice…we are on the same team. Why would
I get you penis looking candles?" She comforts me sincerely. "Silly
girl."

"Then let me take a look at it first."

"Hey hey hey…no peeking. I promise you..it’s a great
cake…actually it will make a great conversation piece. I’ll put in the fridge
for now ok."

Dana quickly disappear into the kitchen before I can pry the
cake from her dead grip on it.

I yell after her. "Please, Dana. We have respectable
guests coming…."

She turns and simply winks at me.

Alice bounces forward. "Booze…lots of them." She
gestures towards the tall bottles on the long table on one side of the room.
"Do you think we have enough?"

My eyes widen slightly. "How much do you plan on
drinking tonight?"

She smiles wickedly. "Ooooo..plenty."

"Just don’t puke on my new couch please." I give
her an indulgent smile.

"I’ll try not to." Alice rolls her head one side,
giving her right shoulder some serious kneading. "The clinic has been
crazily busy lately..you should take it easy too..chill and relax tonight."

"I know. I am glad Carmen’s office is close by. She has
been very thankful when I send a couple of clients her way."

"Speaking of client…did you send tall, dark and
gorgeous to Carmen too?"

"I have made the recommendation. I am not sure she has
called the good Doctor C. yet."

Alice shrugs. "Well..she isn’t client now. You don’t
need to freak out so much if you bed her now."

"Alice!!!!"

"What?!…like you haven’t thought it." My good
friend snorts. It annoys me she is right.

"She is married. I don’t want to be a home
wrecker."

Alice reasons. "If her home is not already wreck then
what is she doing at our clinic?"

I grow quiet.

My friend pats me lightly on the back. "I was only
joking. Chill, will ya."

"It’s complicated between Bette and me…I..I just don’t
know how to explain it."