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Who Would Have Thought? Chapter 47
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Tina’s Side
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"Where?" I said looking at Bette’s knees.
"Baby I’m reading." Bette said. "What are you looking at?" Bette asked me with a confused look on her face.
"I slipped on our stairs yesterday and now I’m sure that this wound will left a hideous scar on my knee." I read from the letter. "Where’s the scar?"
"Wrong knee baby." Bette said as she just realized what I’m looking for. "Here."
I looked at Bette’s right knee and there it was, Bette’s scar. It was not big as I pictured it would be but nonetheless my baby fell on the stairs and it resulted to a scar.
"How did it happen?" I asked stroking Bette’s knee.
"I woke up late that morning and I was running around the house to get ready for work, I was running down the stairs when my heel got caught on the stairs and I fell." Bette stated.
"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Were you hurt?"
"Yeah!" Bette said. "My butt landed on the stairs and it hurt like hell."
"God.." I whispered. "There’s so many things I missed in your life."
The last words were almost a whisper as I felt regret enter my body.
"Hey.." Bette reached for my hand as she removed the letter I was reading. "If you’re going to read this and you’ll end up feeling guilty or blaming yourself, then I want you to stop reading them."
"What if something worse happened when you slipped on the stairs? It’s good that you only got your knees wounded but what if–"
"Baby, I’m fine." Bette said as she held my face in her hands. "And every day I will feel a little better than yesterday because you’re here with me now." Bette said. "Don’t dwell on the fact that we’ve been apart. That’s over already, we have the lifetime ahead of us. Let’s be thankful that we got a second chance. Ok?"
"Ok." I nodded and kissed Bette on the lips. "I love you." I said as I touched Bette’s scarred knee. "And this is not hideous." I said as I planted a soft kiss on Bette’s knee.
"You know what?" Bette started. "I wish I never gave you that box today."
"Why?" I asked Bette.
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(51 votes, average: 3.31 out of 5)
I say it’s always good to be prepared! Excellent update Krusty! I love your writing and this story. Thank you!
Very cute and sweet!!! Thanks PPS
Damn thats hot and sweet. Please post more, thanks!
I love how they are both prepared for some morning/afternoon/night time delight.
Always happy to see you updates!
and thats the way we want to see them.. thanks for the update…PPS
very cute….big smile…
Nice update!
It’s indeed very cute ;)
always so happy to see an update on this story!! pps!
“I’m not predictable baby.” I said as I returned to straddle Bette’s hips. “I’m prepared.” Good thinking.
Beautiful as always my friend and so touching, I swear that I can feel the love between them from the way that you write the story, you are incurably talented, and not so Predictable I might add, keep posting Hun, you are doing a great job.All my love
Prepared very much indeed