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    I have to have here CH7

    I have to have her. Ch 7

    Bette and Tina’s POV

    5:30 am Bette’s Bedroom.

    I am nearly finished dressing, and once again my thoughts drift to my conversation with Tina from last night. I can’t believe she called me! And that we are going out to dinner tonight. Shit! Where am I going to take her? It has to be somewhere special. Somewhere neither of us has been before. Hmm, I wonder what kind of food she likes. What she doesn’t like. God, what the Hell am I going to wear? Should I take it with me to work so I am not late? Maybe I should call her and ask her. Yeah right Bette it’s 5:30 in the morning! Call her and it will be the last time you talk to her! I am losing my mind; they lock people up for talking to themselves. Well, thinking to themselves. Shit I am still doing it!

     

    5:30 am Tina’s apartment.

    Okay, keys, coffee, and clothes. All ready to go. I should take another pair of shoes with me I guess, in case I change my mind about my outfit. Shit! I wonder where we are going. It’s all I can do not to call her this morning and find out. Yeah, right Tina, call her at 5:30 in the morning. She’ll cancel the date for sure. Hmm, I hope we go somewhere that we can make a special place. Geez, your pathetic KennardYou don’t even know how this date will go, and you’re already planning things in the future. Shit, you’ll scare the hell out of her if you arrive with the U-haul on the First date. Chuckling to myself, I close the door behind me and get my day underway.

    At the Bette Porter gallery later that afternoon.

    “This is Bette, how may I help you?” I ask as I answer my phone.

    “You didn’t call me you jerk!” is Alice’s opening line.

    “Well. Hello Mary sunshine, and how are you today? I am fine, thanks for asking.” The sarcasm is lost on her.

    “Stuff it pal! So what’s going on with you and the “HOT” Blonde? “Excitement escaping from her.

    “Not much,” I muse. Holding out the details.

    Alice, picking up on what I am not saying, is getting more excited.

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    Comments

    1. i just simply love your story – i remember going out on my first date and feeling just like that – what an amazing feeling – you’ve captured it so succinctly. Looking forward to your next post!

    2. Loved that they were both thinking and feeling the exact same thing as they were gettting ready. Lamentamini, given how Tina first got Bette’s attention, I think verbal diarrhea at the dinner table should be less a concern than Tina ripping a thunderous fart at their first kiss.

    3. Awwwwwwww they are so cute….I really like they are both so nervous, so sweet :o)) I’m really looking forward to the date…..I wonder how long they can keep their hands to themselve….Post soon please and have a great weekend :o))

    4. Funny how they are both very nervous, yet are in sync in their thoughts of one another. First dates can be nerve-wrecking — yet very exciting. Please continue.

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