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Quirks
”So are you gonna tell me what it is, or are you just gonna sit there grinning like an idiot?”
”Alice, you know you don’t want to hear this.”
”Bette, come on, we’re friends, right?” I looked at her with a suspicious eye when she posed the question. ”Jesus, Porter, I’m so over you. It’s fine. Just tell me.”
She still hadn’t convinced me, despite her best efforts. We had split up a little over four months ago, nearly three times the length of our actual relationship, if you could even call it that. Alice was a few years younger than me so I guess I should have expected her to get attached as quickly as she did. It began as a phone call every other day. Then it progressed into the old ”I was in the neighborhood” line when she started showing up at my gallery or on my porch step everyday.
I’ll admit, the sex was good. Alice was super experimental and down for whatever, whenever, and wherever. Despite her sense of sexual adventure, I found myself losing interest rather quickly, which was typical of me. I was never really known for my ability to commit. Something just wasn’t right between us. It was a little one-sided. But I knew from the beginning she wasn’t the one. It’s always tough when one person is more vested in the relationship than the other. Alice and I simply did not belong together.
Yet, I also knew that I deeply cared about her and that I definitely wanted her in my life in some capacity. She jumped at my lame and archetypal ”let’s be friends” offer, but I knew it may very well have been because she thought I would change my mind about us later on down the road. Unfortunately for Alice, I found plenty of other women to occupy my time with almost immediately after we called it quits and, well, let’s just say it was obvious that she struggled with her jealousy.
And now, she’s asked me, point blank, what I see in Tina that I didn’t see in her; the beautiful blonde who walked into my gallery and, by default, my life, nearly eight weeks ago and had taken up residence in my every waking thought. Two weeks after that fateful night, the over-sized Catherine Opie piece her boyfriend had custom ordered had finally arrived for him to pick up at my gallery. Once the piece was securely in his possession, he drove off into the sunset and effectively ended our art dealer-client relationship.
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wkm says
I have missed you and your stories. I don’t know what other site there is to read your stories on so I am delighted you posted here again. Thanks
meloveslu says
Thanks, wkm, I missed you too! And it’s not important what other site it was on, what’s important is that it’s here and you read it, so thank you!
els73 says
Welcome back, love your story
meloveslu says
Thank you, els!!
Bibi28 says
I don’t remember this one, glad you decided to post it here.
You are truly missed, hope to read more from you.
meloveslu says
Awww, you’re so sweet, Bibi. I have some ideas I’ve been kicking around for new stories and was actually writing this weekend. So you just may read more from me in the near future. ;)
SassyGran says
Very nice, thank you.
Please post more.
meloveslu says
Thank you, Sassy! I will do my best to post again soon.
kingg says
Well dang Miss MeLL..that shor’ was short and sweet!…boom!…like yur style!..You keepa’ writin’…I keepa’ readin’!..where you been all my life…come back and post soon ya hear?…xoxo
meloveslu says
Hi there, Kingg! I have a few stories posted on this site, but yes, I need to post more. I’ll do my best to give you another as soon as I can.
SkunkPU80 says
Loved it I could so see this conversation between Bette and Alice happening! Great Story!
meloveslu says
HAHA, me too, Skunk. It’s definitely a Bette-Alice type discussion. Thanks for reading!
tibettenation1 says
yes I do remember this but it still was so adorable and very nice to read.
meloveslu says
Thank you, TN1!
mscully says
Welcome to the site with the greatest writers
Fanfic the planet.
Adorable as Bette describes the peculiarities
Tina that made her fall in love with her, too
beautiful.
Do not stop writing this story.
5 stars.
meloveslu says
Hey mscully! I appreciate your enthusiasm. This was just a little one-off but hopefully I will have more stories for you in the future for you to enjoy! Thanks for reading!
ally4cleo says
I adore this. Glad to have the opportunity to read it again. Thank you meloveslu.
meloveslu says
Ally! So good to hear from you again! When can we expect a new story from you, my dear?
ut says
Nice like it
Silentreader says
have to agree with Bette…seeing Tina tried so hard to wink was adorable… :-D
meloveslu says
Super cute. It made me wonder if that’s the way Laurel winks in real life or if she really was just acting.
Silentreader says
hahahaha…I was wondering myself… :-D
Therese_Belivet says
Simply adorable, thank you !!
I just love this so simple yet miraculous way one never can say why they fall in love with someone – it’s just it, something magic, impossible to explain to others and even to ourselves…
Now, thinking about the way I would answer to the “why” I love my own one true love, I also see her way to smile, to react, those little gestures, her way to express things… but the mystery of it would remain !
All I can think about, as I always did, is the famous quote of Montaigne about his friendship with La Boetie – but I only know it in french : “Parce que c’était lui, parce que c’était moi”. Period ! :-)
meloveslu says
Thanks for dusting off this old, fluffy little tale. Glad you enjoyed it!!