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Fire and Ice Chapter 5
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March 1999 Los Angeles, California
Bette finally arrived at her intended destination, Tina’s eyes burning a hole through her backside the entire time.
"Bette, what the fuck are you doing?" The spikey haired girl probed Bette as she handed the brunette a glass of champagne.
"What Alice? I have no idea what you are referring to.." Bette answered innocently enough.
Alice let out dramatic sigh.
"Riiiight. Right……I know that look, Bette. You look like a cougar…on the prowl."
Bette threw her head back in laughter at this statement.
"You’re ridiculous, Alice. I’m the gallery owner. It is my obligation to welcome all incoming guests…" Bette rationed, sipping her champagne.
"Oh, and is it also your obligation to mentally undress and fuck pretty straight girls upon arrival?" Alice teased.
Bette put her hand on her left hip and shifted her weight seductively.
"Look, Alice. I did nothing of the sort. What’s it to you anyway…we’re no longer an item as of two months ago…remember?" Bette said rather flirtatiously.
"I’m not jealous if that’s what your after. I just…" Alice stopped, dropping her gaze into her champagne glass.
"What…Just what, Alice?" Bette questioned playfully, twirling the champagne flute between her fingers.
"I…I just know how easy it is…to fall for you…that’s all." Alice answered earnestly.
"Oh, Alice."
Bette reached her hand up and smoothed Alice’s cheek tenderly.
"We were terrible together…" Bette said only an octave above a whisper.
Alice leaned into Bette’s curled fingers, slightly closing her eyes. She nodded, smiling wryly.
"Yeah…anyway" Alice shook her head, more to clear it than anything else. She continued, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I just want you to know, Bette Porter, that I am on to you."
Bette rolled her eyes. She smoothed Alice’s bare shoulder as she began to walk away.
"Like white on rice, Porter." Alice began calling after Bette. "I’m on to you like white on rice…" Alice narrowed her eyes in a playful gaze.
Bette, continuing to walk forward, gracefully lifted her arm above her head in acknowledgment.
"Fuckin’ cougar…" Alice whispered dramatically. She watched Bette own the room a little more with each sway of her hips. She couldn’t help but smile fondly at her former lover…
TBC
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A Cougar, I always though of her as a Panther. Slick,seeking out her prey. thanks
Thanks for the update…I can’t wait for Bette and Tina to interact again!
As always wonderful writing in a teasing style. :)
Bette is a cougar lol!
this is getting better and better. like the *force* ^^ let’s see what you’re up to . looking forward to your next post. thanks for sharing!
So exciting how events will turn up when Bette is being like this Bette, not to mention Alice in the mix
Your Bette, like your story exudes class and elegance. “We were terrible together…” Bette said only an octave above a whisper…perfect. I am enjoying your fic very much. Can’t wait to see how Tina and her newly met Goddess are going to continue from here. Thank you for sharing..P.P.S.
Hi there, Cougar huuuh, i wonder if it’s true but it looks good on her nonetheless, dear why did the chapter have to be so short??? I can’t wait to see what will the night unfold. Hurry up and post another one. Thank you.
yeah liked the confident sleek cat image and the dialogue between alice and ms porter…pps