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    Indiscretion- Pt 3

    Chapter 3

    ***Tina***

    I drove up to her car. Her head was tilted back on the headrest. She didn’t hear me pull up and walked to her door. I knocked on the window. She put down the window and smiled. “You sure you’re ok to drive? I mean I could leave my car here and take you home. We could do coffee some other time.”

    “No no, I think I can manage.” I wasn’t convinced. “Fine, get in.” She unlocked the door and slid over to the passenger side and I got in. “I don’t usually let anyone drive my car.”

    “Well there is always a first for everything.”

    “How are you going to get your car?”

    “Don’t worry about it.”

    We drove in silence except for the occasional ‘turn right’ or ‘next left’. I pretended very well not to know where we were going. She stared out the window, I guess as an indication that she didn’t want to talk unnecessarily. “It’s the third house on the right down the street.”

    "Ok.” I drove into the garage and switched off the engine.

    “Would you like to come in?”

    “Um, maybe I shouldn’t.” It would be an awkward situation if her husband were home and I walked in there with Bette.

    “Please?” She pleaded. “I could use the company.”

    I looked away. Perhaps it would have been easier for me to say no if I weren’t staring directly into her eyes. I let out a soft sigh. “Sure.” Rejecting Bette was turning out to be a difficult task.

    We got out of the car and she ushered me into her home. It was nicely decorated, almost as beautiful as her gallery. “Would you like a drink?”

    “Water would be nice thanks.”

    She went over to the bar and poured me a glass of sparkling water. “Here you go.”

    “Thanks.”

    “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll get you a change of clothes. I should have something that could fit you.”

    “Oh no you don’t have to do that?”

    “It’s the least I could do. We don’t want you coming down with anything now do we.”

    “I guess not.”  I watched her ascend the stairs till she disappeared in a room at the top. I exhaled the breath I held in as I looked at her. “Tina this isn’t a good idea and you know it.” I scolded myself.

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    Comments

    1. Hello bntfan, I must say that this story is so good, really engaging and really keeps the spirit of these characters while weaving them into the tapestry of a whole new scenario. That phone call Tina made might just come back to bit her in the @$$, I would imagine that it is being monitored at all times. Keep up the amazing work and PPS. Sincerely, JC (PS – I was thinking the inspiration was from a film called Indiscreet starring Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman that I just purchased and yet haven’t had the chance to watch, thank you for informing me otherwise :P)

    2. Haven’t read the story yet but, saw your author’s notes and was comeing back here to tellyou that you should see the original with Ingrid Bergman and Cary Grant and see that others have already informed you. The original is quite something to behold, as you can imagine with that smouldering Ingrid Bergman and suave Cary Grant.

    3. I think I’m hooked and so is Tina now maybe she will do a little independent investigation on Bette’s husband in case she ever needs the evidence.

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