James came in the minute she got off the phone, “I took a name and number for you if you could give him a call back as soon as possible he said he really needs to talk to you” He left the piece of paper on the counter going back into the other room. Bette read the name repeatedly ‘Eric?!’

“James!” he came in from the other room where he was watching TV “Eric called…as in Tina’s Eric? Did he say what he wanted?” she held the paper out in front of her. “Yeah, sorry I should have mentioned it was him. He never said why but he sounded stressed out” Bette bit her lip starting to worry “I slept with Tina….there’s no way he’d know that right?”

James had learnt to read Bette quite easily; he knew what she wanted to hear. “No! The only way he could know is if Tina told him and she wouldn’t would she?” Bette ran a million reasons why he would be calling her. James dialled the number handing the phone to her.

“Eric, Hi. Bette Porter, sorry I missed your call earlier” ‘because I was on the phone to your girlfriend!’
“Ms Porter, I hope I’m not catching you at the wrong time, I know you are on holiday but I really need your help. I need a number of an artist you are friends with. I’m hosting an art event at the end of the month and need a few guest speakers”

He went on to ramble on about how much it would mean to him. Bette felt guilty for sleeping with Tina behind his back and decided to give him the number he needed. “Hey Eric…I have a proposition for you”

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Bette did the last finishing touches off her make up when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it to see Tina standing there in a short strappy black dress; she launched herself at Bette crashing her lips on hers. “Mmmm, I’ve missed you” she said in between kisses.

“Me too Tee” she pulled her in even closer to her, closing the door. “Are you thinking about that other woman again?” Tina giggled pulling at Bette blouse. “Still you baby” she rubbed Tina’s sides. “Are you going to tell me where are you taking me?”

“Turn around. I have to blindfold you for this part” Tina took the black cloth from her bag. “Oh, save this for later, I have a game we could play” Bette flirted as it was placed over her eyes. She let Tina guide her down the elevator and into her car.

Bette’s head swayed from one side to the other hoping to get a glance of something through the cloth over her eyes. She was distracted by Tina’s hand that rested on her thigh “Am I being kidnapped so I won’t go back to New York?” Her hand slid further up Bette’s leg. “Yes, and we’re here!”

Tina directed Bette out of the car, she could feel gravel under her feet “oh my god you brought me out here to kill me and bury the body – I watch daytime TV!” She gasped pretending to be shocked. Tina poked her in the ribs taking the scarf off, Tina lay down a blanket and the basket she prepared as Bette stared at the L.A night scene.

“Where are we?” Bette whispered. “Griffith Park – best view of L.A” By the look on Bette’s face she knew she had planned the perfect date. “Come sit” Bette finally glanced over at Tina who was already sitting on the blanket with two glasses and a few candles scattered around them.

“This is amazing Tee” She sipped the champagne that Tina had poured for her. “Yeah it is” she caught Tina looking at her whilst she said it. Bette moved slowly closer towards her, Tina moved in leaning her head against her stomach. “mm this is nice” the blonde moaned leaning further back into her, “are you sure you can’t stay?”

“Please don’t ask me that” Bette kissed the top of her hair. “I don’t want this night to be about that” Tina turned around pushing Bette onto her back, she moved the tiny loose brown hair strands away from her face kissing her deeply causing her to moan. Tina continued down her jaw line to her ear “I want to do this all night” she pushed Bette’s top further up her chest to kiss her way down Bette’s body. “Take me home”