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Flicker Chapter 20: Breakfasts
Previously:
Tina smiled at Bette’s reply and stretched out across the bed while she waited for her lover’s return. Normally Bette would have found her phone in a matter of seconds, but tonight was different… because like it or not, she couldn’t quite seem to find it anywhere… ring after ring the contraption soldiered on, seemingly intent on trying her patience, first by disrupting her time with Tina, then finally after searching high and low she found it… only to encounter the irony of having the battery die on her…
PERFECT! With this Bette walked back into the bedroom, silently cursing to herself for bringing along such a distraction…’Breathe damn it!’ she thought, as she walked in determined to make everything better for her and or Tina, but then as she entered the room she saw Tina sprawled on the bed sleeping soundly… Bette came over and touched Tina lightly on the cheek, quietly admiring her slumbering form.
“Bette, you’re back…” Tina said with enthusiasm though still obviously heavy-eyed, trying with all her might to get up for her.
”T go back to sleep…” Bette told her, her hand gently pushing Tina back onto the bed.
“But I””
“Shhh… We have all the time in the world…”
Tina woke up to a lazy weekend morning, with tiny bursts of sunlight making it through the windows, kissing her skin and stirring her soul. She felt that her body was now more relaxed and ready compared to the way it was last night.
As she laid in bed for a moment recapping the events that took place before she fell asleep all she could see was Bette… every second a mix of sensation… Looking up at her and seeing her eyes, her lips, hearing her voice… feeling Bette’s smooth skin touching across her forehead, fingers running through her blonde locks until she succumbed to slumber…
To some this little gesture of affection might seem a little too plain, but to Tina the pure simplicity of being taken care of truly felt like heaven. Shortly after recounting these things she felt the incredible urge to kiss Bette, to repay her… so she reached underneath the sea of fabric that covered the entire surface of the bed but alas her lover was nowhere to be found.
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CMC..what are you doing to us all – making us take cold showers at this time of day. Now this breakfast sounds good…can we join in or what. Post soon great update.
im now squared eyed cause ive just reread all your chapters leep em comin i look forward to each one
I’ll never look at my kitchen table the same again. I guess I’ll be eating in the living room. No Worries though—Loved your post!!!
AHHHHHHHH what a great Breakfast!..with all the trimmings… “wink” great post as ususal….as for my portable shower…water is getting very expensive to keep up with these posts…I think I need sell it on ebay and find another way to cool off….LOL
Oh my god!!!! What a chapter, makes me wish I had someone like that to “share” a table with! Excellent as usual CMC, you left me wanting more… hell I’d even settle for a PG-13 one!
oh my god! when’s the next chapter!!
Yum.. breakfast was good ;)
Fabulous story. Adore the way you twist and turn the plot and characters into a believeable story. More please, real soon.
Must say luve afterburn as well.
I normally don’t comment because I don’t think it’s worth the time, But right now I don’t think I have enough words to express how good I think you are… In my opinion this is one of the best Bette and Tina series I have read. Based purely on the great writing and believability factor present within the story. I’m glad after every chapter I read, everything seems so solid and well thought of. I also like the fact that as you write the characters in at their most vulnerable (whether in a love scene, or pouring all their emotions out) you never sell out and take away their depth, as if to make them a completly different person all together just to get a certain effect. Honestly I’m addicted, and like so many others I can read this stuff all day! Thank you
A pleasure reading your story…waiting for more!
I’m in agreance with Sara, I could read this story of yours all day…….in fact i could read anything you write all day……You are that good!!……Thanks for the loving, sweet update…….More soon please:)
Ok Craze, I finally did it!! I read the whole lot at once… well… one after the other. This is a great story, and I really enjoy your style of writing. I don’t know what you have been talking about in the chat. I don’t think your story could get any more perfect. I give you 5 of the biggest stars.
That was Grrrrrrreat! Hmmm…the kitchen table huh? Very good Craze I loved it..your writing style is very smooth and flows nicely. Keep up cummin
I will never look at my kitchen table the same!! Great job, can’t wait for the next chapter.
Amazing as always, I love this story and can’t wait for more!! =0)
some actions won’t hurt!LOL..thx for the update. Your stories is always loved!
Of course I will keep reading ur story..its GREAT and am LUVIN it. So sweet and fun and love-filled and all.
Btw..nice way to have break-fast *lol* but that line aint right:
kitchen impaired brunette sighed in relief” *LMAO*…she cant be that bad!?!?
Oh and just for the record:i do have work ethic..but i like to spice work up sometimes ;-)
Just getting caught up with all your chapters. Love this story. Eagerly awaiting your next update.
Excellent update, more please.
What a beautiful morning they have and in the kitchen table is so hot, love it. Please post soon the next one, thank you!
Another great chapter. It’s especially nice to see Tina in control. I do have a question…how do you burn toast? I don’t doubt bette burn it, but it always cracks me up. Thanks for posting.
loved how tina took control cant wait to see what happens next!!
Ah, I liked the pace of this. I was drawn into it like a vortex sucking everything in it’s path. Excellent job craze. Poof, thanks so much. “Hugs.” Have a Great and Safe Weekend. Carol.