My nerves rattled much in the same way they would when I stepped up to shoot a free throw in a gym packed with frothing opposing fans. I wiped the freshly formed sweat off of my fingers and onto the thick comforter of the hotel bed.
I had not seen Gabby in almost nine months and even though we had spent almost every day since I last saw her IMing, Facebooking, Instagramming and Skyping, I couldn’t have been more nervous to see her walk through the door of the hotel room I cleaned out half of my savings account to rent for a night in downtown Seattle.
Just as I was going over all of this in my head, I heard that highly anticipated knock on my door.
It took me a few moments to catch my breath when Gabby walked in with a smile and I struggled for words. She occupied my mouth with a soft kiss before any awkward words could stumble out of my lips. She slipped past me in her tight, little black dress and walked into the heart of the room.
“Thanks…for coming,” I said, the words stumbling over my tongue.
I was hard to do anything – talk, walk, breathe – all I could think about was what Gabby had been telling me we would do as soon as we reunited in this hotel room.
She interrupted my dreaming when she walked over to me and whispered into my ear.
“I’m going to go change.”
I bit down hard upon my lip, took a numb seat on the end of the bed and watched Gabby disappear behind the door of the bathroom.
The seconds felt like hours as sat there, palms sweating and knees shaking until the clicking sound of the door opening flashed my gaze over to the bathroom door.
All those fluttery feelings of anticipation and sensuality would vanish when I saw Gabby step out of the bathroom because of what she was wearing across the top half of her face.
A green snake mask.