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Tina sat curled up on the couch with a script and a notepad to occupy her time on a Saturday evening. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that a tall, lanky figure was lingering in the hallway adjacent to the living room.
A few audible sighs came from the direction of the hallway. Tina smirked to herself and waited patiently for the conversation that would inevitably be initiated. The shadowy figure began to retreat then abruptly stopped and turned around again. The blonde raised one eyebrow and stifled a giggle as she tried to focus on the script in her hand.
“Mom?” The term of endearment was a tentative question.
“Yeah, sweetie?” Tina responded without looking up.
A beat of silence. The 12-year-old grappled to find the additional words she needed to articulate. Sensing her daughter’s internal struggle, Tina looked up from her work.
“What is it, honey?” She asked, setting her papers down on the coffee table. “Come sit with me.”
Angelica reluctantly dragged her slipper-covered feet across the hardwood floor and plopped down next to her mother. Avoiding eye contact, she allowed Tina to smooth down an errant curl on the side of her head.
“When did you know you were in love with Mama B?” Angie’s eyes finally reached her mother’s at the end of her question.
A quirked brow quickly gave way to a smile, then a blush as inappropriate memories of multiple orgasms played in Tina’s mind. With a quick shake of her head, she chased the thoughts away to focus on her daughter’s question.
“Umm, what prompted that question?”
Angie dropped her eyes again and shrugged. “I don’t know.” She murmured.
Tina studied the tween’s face, as she realized that her baby girl might be crushing on a classmate. “Well, I knew that I was attracted to Mama B the moment I first saw her. But I don’t think I knew was in love with her until a little while later.”
“You weren’t in love with her at first sight?”
Tina breathed a chuckle at Angelica’s romantic optimism. “I think maybe I let you watch too many romantic comedies.” She said with a wink. “Real life and real love aren’t always the happily ever after fairytale endings.”