Later that day, Bree was at Susan's home, sitting in her living room along with Lynette and Gabrielle while Susan herself was in the kitchen, preparing some snacks and drinks. Bree was listening to the chit-chat of Lynette and Gabrielle with only half an ear, her thoughts away to a certain brown haired woman once more. She got so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice Lynette talking to her, until the blonde poked her upper arm, accompanied with a slightly annoyed "Bree!" Jumping, she looked over at her friend, embarrassed for letting herself be caught in dreamworld.
"What's up with you?" Lynette asked, frowning. "You looked as if you fell asleep with your eyes opened."
"Well..." Bree started, looking for an excuse, only to have Gabrielle throw in her opinion.
"She had good sex last night." The redhead almost choked at that, then stared at her friend while Lynette started to giggle.
"Did you?" she demanded to know, making Bree shake her head.
"No, of course not. What makes you think that?" she gave back, shooting a glare at Gabrielle when she grinned.
"Oh please, that's obvious. You look just like you did after a nice night with Rex."
"Shut-up", Bree huffed, shaking her head. "That's so not true."
"What's not true?" Susan now entered the conversation too, as well as the room, carrying a tray with glasses with ice tea and a plate of sandwiches.
"Bree denies that she had sex last night", Lynette informed her helpfully, causing her to almost drop the tray.
"Did you have?" she asked once she had steadied herself, making Bree shake her head in annoyance.
"No! I don't know what makes Gabrielle think that."
"Well, you look just like you did after nice nights with Rex, so..."
"My words exactly!" Gabrielle triumphed, and Bree huffed once more.
"Can we please change the topic?" she then demanded, and right when Susan wanted to reply, her cell phone started to ring. Wondering to herself who would call her now, since all her close friends were with her, Bree dug it out of her handbag; when she saw the name flashing on the display, her heart performed a little leap in her chest.
"Excuse me for a moment", she then smiled at her friends, "I'll be right back." With those words, she headed out of the living room and over into the more private kitchen, taking the call as she went. "Hello?"
"Hey, Sweetie", Shane's voice drifted through the line, making her heartbeat speed up even more.
"Hi... What's up?" she asked, making the brunette chuckle. "Nothing. I just wanted to hear your voice..."
"Aww, you're so sweet", Bree sighed out, then quickly looked around to make sure the others weren't try to eavesdrop on her. "But look, it's not really a good moment", she went, the fear of her affair getting known suddenly heavy on her heart. "I'm with my friends..."
"Oh, I see", Shane gave back, "sorry, I didn't want to interrupt anything... Call me when you're back home?"
"Sure", Bree agreed, smiling again.
"Alright. Looking forward to it. Bye!"
"Me too. Bye!" With those words, she ended the call, then looked out of the window for a moment, her thoughts returning to what might happen if this... thing (relationship?) got public. She swallowed heavily, then glanced over at the door that led to the living room, asking herself how her friends would react, how her daughter would react... and especially how her son would react, since she had blown up on him a while ago for being gay. She held back a sigh and finally made her way back into the living room, glad to find out that the girls were discussing something else than her sex life now; she put her mobile back into the bag and took up the discussion, for now not worrying about her affair and what it might do to her image anymore.
