Bette passed Tom on her way to the art studio. “Hey Dean how are you today?” he enquired.

 “Tired but looking forward to seeing the art Jodie promised to show me. Art usually helps me unwind and I need new stuff to look at.” Bette explained “Have I missed her or are you not staying?”

Tom glanced at the floor then back up blushing slightly “Not tonight, Jodie said she didn’t need me and she can talk instead signing”   

“But she prefers to sign and I only know a little of what I’ve picked up from you” Bette exclaimed looking dismayed.

“She does but she’ll talk and sign, look at it as a learning curve. Anyway I have to get off I have a date so I’ll see you tomorrow Dean” Tom started off down the corridor.

“Oh ok see you then” Bette continued on her way looking puzzled. She entered the huge art studio and looked around. There was an area screened off in the far right corner that was lit up. She smiled recognising that it was exactly what she would’ve done, sectioning some space off for her own work as a tutor without interfering in the rest of the studio. “Guess we’re more alike than I realised.”

She enjoyed spending time with Jodie. She was one of the few women who stood up to her, challenged her, made her push her own boundaries, have fun and she was sexy, very sexy. Bette paused and examined her last thought, she did find Jodie attractive and stimulating and normally she would’ve made a move by now but with a third party always there it made it difficult.  “But not tonight” she mused out loud “Oh!” she exclaimed remembering Tom’s blush.  She continued to the screened off corner unconsciously smoothing her clothes and hair as she went. As she entered the makeshift room she saw Jodie in front of a painting holding a glass of wine.

The artist looked up and smiled “How was your day?” she enquired.

Bette rolled her eyes “Long, difficult and boring” she replied.

Jodie covered the easel and moved to pour Bette some wine “This should help” she said handing her the glass.

Bette burst out laughing “Jodie, your covered in paint you look…” she paused “Hot.” She blushed and looked down.