Bette looked at Gen with a hardened stare, but softened after she gazed into Gen’s brown eyes which glowed with a deep sincerity, “I appreciate that, Gen, I really do.”

Gen smiled, “Great, it’s late. Shall we go grab a drink? Then we can talk some.”

“Sounds good,” Bette replied, “Let me grab my coat.”

“I wanted to apologize for how I acted to you over the phone this morning. It was uncalled for,” Gen asked after they had ordered their drinks, “I should have been nicer to you, especially after everything that has happened.”

Bette smiled, find it hard to stay mad at Gen, “its ok, I guess you’ve been battling with your emotions more than I realized.”

They sat in silence for a moment as Gen fiddled with her glass, “Bette, I…”

“Gen, do you…”

They laughed, realizing that they are spoken at the same time.

“You first,” Gen said.

“Gen, do you wish that we hadn’t started anything from the start? That maybe we could have just remained good friends and perhaps, things wouldn’t be as complicated as they are now…”

“I don’t regret anything that happened between us, B, you are the most amazing woman I have ever met,” Gen subconsciously took Bette’s hands into hers, “I know that it doesn’t make sense, people date all the time, even people who work together. It’s just that for me, I find it hard to separate my emotions from work. When I focus on something, or someone, I get caught up. I wish that I had been able to solve the case before Adele got her hands on you.”

Bette felt sympathetic, and despite her great disappointment, she knew she couldn’t bring herself to be angry at Gen. She enjoyed feeling Gen’s hands in hers, the warmth of her touch spreading through her body.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have…” Gen said suddenly, pulling her hands back realizing that she was holding onto Bette’s, “That wasn’t appropriate.”

“It’s alright…”

“B, whatever happens, I only want you to be happy. I’m just not sure if I’m the one who can bring you that now.”