Chapter 14 – Coming Up Short

The blonde at the bar looked to Bette as she approached, smiled coyly and then looked into Bettes eyes challenging her.

Hi, I couldnt help but notice that you seem to need some attention here. Bette said as she just turned her head to one side and looked that challenge down.

Seeing the smile which crossed Bettes lips, the blonde smiled back and introduced herself. Im Ally huh how are you and why havent I seen you here before?

Oh Ive been around. You want to dance? was all that Bette would give as an answer.

Once they had reached the dance floor it was all non verbal communication with Bette taking the lead. As Ally and Bette slowly danced to a tune that was the only theirs to hear and a rhythm that emitted from their bodies together they very much fit together or so it would appear to any onlooker.

As the Dance continued Bettes body went into automatic pilot as she began to think about the items she had left undone when she walked out of her apartment. She forgot to return an artists phone call today and she needed to make a mental note to do that in the morning. You know this girl is a pretty good dancer. Next Bette started wondering if Jackie was able to contact that contractor Bette suggested she use to get the final layout of the foundation offices completed and maybe she would shoot Jackie an email when she got home. Looking over at Alice she caught the intense stare that Alice was into as she dissected Bettes dance partner. Bette had to chuckle to herself Well I guess thats one way to shut Alice up.

After a few dances Ally asked if Bette wanted to step outside for a breath of air. Bette knew where this was heading but thought it would be a good distraction or at least some part of her brain thought that while other parts of her body were beginning to get a little worked up.

Ally made the first move on Bette as soon as they cleared the entrance area and out of the glare of the parking lot lights. Stopping in her tracks, Ally caught Bettes arm to turn which pulled Bette into Allys waiting arms. Bette saw Allys lips approaching hers, closing her eyes she waited for the magic moment of impact. Moments later she felt Allys lips on hers, hungrily pressing into Bettes. There was no magic. Taking her tongue and forcing Bettes lips apart, Ally tongue began a search and rescue mission in Bettes month reaching into every corner to find what was there. As Ally went through all her motions of a passionate kiss, Bettes mind was a million miles away. She was busy comparing these lips to the real lips she wanted to be kissing her, the ones which did have magic. Once this comparison got started Bettes mind ran down the whole list of comparisons. How the hand which was running up and down her back didnt have that gentle touch, didnt leave the same tingling feel. Bette also compared how her stomach had more of a lump in it like the lump you get when you have eaten too much pasta as opposed to the warm tingly feeling you feel in the pit of your stomach that only comes from want and need. The longer this comparison list went on the more wanting Allys approach was coming up short. Finally Bette just couldnt be a party to this anymore. Yes, her body craved a physical touch but it wasnt this touch or the touch of any other woman at this bar. There was no substitute for the one touch she really craved.

A flash of headlights crossed both of their bodies just as Bette made up her mind.

Ah Ah Ally I think we need to stop Bette started out quiet and got louder.

Bette quickly extracts herself from Ally. Bette first looking at her feet and then up back into Allys questioning look, takes a weary breath and starts to explain, bringing her hands up in a defensive position Ally Im just in the wrong place Its me sorry I just need to go. All the while Bette is saying this she is taking steps backwards.

Having said everything she was going to Bette turned and started to make her way through the parking lot to her car. Just as Bette was opening her car door she hears someone approaching. Thinking that it maybe Ally, Bette turns around to see its only Shane approaching. Closing her car door Bette moves to her rear bumper and leans against the car.

As Shane gets closer she realizes something is going on with Bette. Its in her body language, her shoulders are slumped, her arms crossed and her head down as she stands there deep in thought.

Bette, are you cool? Shane asks as she walks up to Bette.

Bette slowly looks up to Shane, a tired dullness to her eyes Hey Shane she says in a flat voice.

Bette Shane says with a nod That babe was hot.

Bette just gives a little grunt Yeah shes OK

OK is right she was totally smokin Shane says shaking her head in approval.

Maybe but not my type Bette says thinking there is only one woman that is for her as she smiles a little to herself I need to leave.