Two hours, a nice meal and dessert later, the two women left the restaurant, stopping in front of the door to say their goodbyes.
"Thanks for the nice evening", Bree softly spoke, a non-stop smile on her face again. "I haven't had such a great time since my... since a long time." Shane did notice that she had wanted to say something else first, but didn't ask any questions; if there was one thing she had learned since she had met Bree, it was not to ask, but to wait until things would be told.
"It was my pleasure", she now smiled, stepping closer to the redhead and putting both arms around her. Gladly, Bree returned the embrace, exchanging a gentle, but deep kiss with the woman in front of her before they finally both said goodbye and left to their cars, after promising each other they would call. As soon as that was done, Bree was on her way home again; part of her was sad that she wouldn't get to spend the night with the brunette again, on the other hand though, this would spare her from Danielle's question. Letting out a sigh, she pulled up into the driveway of her house and got out of the car; for a moment, she remained next to it, remembering the nice evening once more before she finally entered the house, eager to get some sleep now.
The next evening was poker evening, and the girls met in Brees house this time. As always being the perfect host, she had prepared sandwiches and drinks, everything already done when her friends had come over. Now, they sat around the table, Gabrielle handing out the cards while she babbled about something she had read on the newspaper. "Isn't this awful?" she asked her three friends, showing the page she currently was reading to them, pointing to an article which stated that an actress who had divorced her husband now had found a girlfriend.
"Why?" Susan asked back, raising an eyebrow. "She's probably fed up with guys..." Bree swallowed heavily and concentrated on her glass of wine while Gabrielle replied, her words causing the redheads heart to clench up tightly with fear.
"That's just wrong. I mean, hello? Homosexuality? That's so ew. You agree with me, Bree, right?"
"Yes, sure..." Bree mumbled, not sounding too convinced; Lynette shot her a surprised glance, but Gabrielle didn't notice, since she just went on ranting.
"You want to buy a baby and complain about homosexuality?" Susan pointed out when Gabrielle stopped her rant to take in a deep breath, making her look at her so fast that her neck almost cracked.
"That's something different!"
"How?" Lynette asked. "It's an immoral thing to do. I don't think homosexuality is. Why is it your business with whom this woman sleeps?"
"It is mine because she let it be put in the freaking newspaper", Gabrielle pointed out, shaking her head. "That's just wrong." Lynette watched Bree closely as Gabrielle spoke on, seeing how the redhead gulped again before she took a quick sip of her wine, the glass shaking slightly as she led it up to her mouth, showing how much her hands shook.
"Just let her do what she wants", the blonde slowly spoke while Bree cleared her throat, obviously fighting to regain her calm composure. "And now let's play on..." "Alright", Gabrielle sighed out. She glanced at her cards and rolled her eyes.
"My cards are just as bad as that actress is", she commented, and in the next moment, Bree surprised everyone by putting down her cards and mumbling
"Excuse me for a moment" before she left the room. The three girls exchanged a look before Lynette rose from her chair wordlessly and followed Bree over into the kitchen. She found the redhead standing at the window, staring out of it with an unreadable expression in her eyes.
"You okay?" Lynette asked slightly worried, making Bree flinch before she turned and looked at her, smiling weakly.
"Yes, thanks..." She sighed and glanced out of the window again while Lynette spoke up.
"Ignore Gabrielle's talking, you know how light-headed she is sometimes." Obviously, the blonde thought that Bree was shaken because of her son being gay; she had no idea what the real reasons were. For a moment, the redhead felt almost tempted to tell her and get the weight off her chest; then, she just sighed and shrugged.
"I guess this whole... thing... with Andrew still bothers me", she smiled, making Lynette nod understandingly.
"Not surprising", she then commented. "Come on, let's go back to the girls, before they look into our cards and cheat on us." Bree just nodded in reply, and the two made their way into the living room, sitting down there again. Soon, the game was fully running, and for now, Bree didn't worry about her affair and how her friends might react to it anymore.
