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    Dance me outside….Chapter 26

                Bette is strangely calm. The fluttering feelings that had been plaguing her stomach for the past three days completely disappeared when she caught sight of Tinas face. Which lit up like a light when their eyes met. Seeing her there, sitting with that black coat Bette hates so much warming those beautiful hands on that tall white cup. Bette felt all the affection in the world descend into a tight knot in her chest, Bette forgot about why she was here and just sat down. Walking on air, walking past oak tables to sit by her love. Tinas smile did not even abate once and instead grew bigger; it was so contagious Bette found herself grin and grin. Bette says breathlesslyJesus I think im going to sprain a smile muscle At that word diction Tina chokes on the gum she had been chewing since morning, half-laughing half-gagging tears come to Tinas eyes. Bette immediately reaches over and pats Tina on the back, trying not to choke on laughter herself. This is how it always was between them. Laughter came easy, it was never hard. Even in high stress situations like this was supposed to beboth found it in themselves to see the humor in things. Tina reaches up and takes Bettes wrist in her hand, lightly though in a way that shows the other needed to feel contact. This is what Tina wants; she needs to feel light contactthat confirms Bette is still here, still sitting with only an oak table separating them. Tina feels in her gut that she does not want to part with Bette again. Bette had exposed so much of herself that it could be no way; no way that Tina could close the door on that beautiful face again. A silence. They are silent with Bette touching Tinas shoulder and Tina touching Bettes wrist. They are here. This is now. It wont ever end again. But eventually however someone must move, and this time Bette doesmoving her arm her hand away and scratches an itchy spot on her shoulder. Tina is in awe of how beautiful Bette is. Her skin is dark enough to be caramel, her hair wavy and curl at the same timedeep deep deep brown almost black eyeslarge eyes that when focused on you like your the only thing that mattersand her body. Her ***** body. Even in her coat one could see that Bette was fit, not so to be classified as masculine but strong enough to be guaranteed a certain kind of power. Tina has felt this kind of power when in the heat of lovemaking Bette gripped Tina and swung her until she was under that body, under Bette. Only once had Tina been afraid of this power and that was when Bette headed for the door during that nasty fight, and Tina momentarily thought Bette was heading for her.

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