A Love Story

Chapter 1

Once upon a time a love story began. A love that was craved and needed by two people. A love that exceeded all expectations and made the world a better place.

This is a story of that love. From the beginning

Bette Porter was working, she felt like she worked 24/7. Which sometimes she did. She had nothing else to do. She had friends she seen occasionally and family she didnt see often. She worked out at the gym and played basketball twice a week, but mostly she worked. She loved her work, but wanted more in her life. She was ready for love in her life. No more one night stands or monthly romances. She wanted the real deal. But at the moment she didnt have the energy or momentum to seek it out. So she continued working long hours and going home to an empty house.

Tina Kennard was sitting at her desk trying to concentrate on work. She picked up the invitation and looked at it. It was an opening at an art gallery for tonight and was a charity event her company was sponsoring. She hadnt been out since breaking up with Eric three weeks ago. She hadnt planned on going, but she called Michelle and pleaded for her to go with her. She needed a night out. She needed to be around people, not home in an empty house, alone again.

Bette was getting dressed for the charity art gallery opening. She was a guest tonight, not working. She was going to enjoy being a spectator. She dressed in a pair of black slacks and a red blouse that clung just right to her. She took one last look in the mirror and satisfied with the results she headed out.

Tina knew she had invited the right person to go with her. Michelle was an exec at one of he major television studios in town and knew everyone. The was ready to go dressed in a black dress that showed off her curves and her cleavage. She was determined to have a good time.

The minute they entered the gallery Michelle had Tina introducing her to everyone.
Then the next minute they were standing in front of a stunningly beautiful woman. Michelle squealed in delight. Bette Porter oh my god, how are you? The woman turned and flashed a smile that could blind. They grabbed one another and hugged like old friends. Michelle stepped back. Bette you look fantastic, life is good? Bette said yes, working my ***** off, but I love it. Bettes eyes fell upon Tina and smiled. Tina suddenly felt self conscious.

Michelle broke the silence by introducing them. Bette Porter this is Tina Kennard, Tina is in development with Alphaville. Tina, Bette is the owner of her own art gallery, downtown.

Bette was momentarily speechless as she looked into the eyes of Tina Kennard. Something sparked between them immediately. A feeling like none she had experienced before went thru her. Bette thought this woman is one of the most attractive creatures she had ever encountered. She didnt know why but she knew she had to get to know her better.

At the same time Tina was feeling absolutely intrigued. This woman in front of her was wonderful. She had a way about her, her confidence, her beauty and god what a smile. Being attracted to a woman was nothing new to Tina, she had just never acted on it. But something about Bette Porter made her want to take that step.

They both came back to earth by the sound of Michelles voice. Tina do you mind if I leave you here to talk with Bette, I see someone I want to say hi to. Ok. Thanks youre in good hands, she smiled and was off, leaving Tina with Bette.

Tina broke the awkward silence first. So you own the Porter gallery on tenth avenue? Yes, Bette replied, have you been in? No , Tina said. But Ive always wanted to stop and take a look. Bette took out a business card and wrote her cell number on the back. She handed it to Tina and said. Please stop by anytime, Ill be your private tour guide. Tina smiled and said, sure Ill take you up on that. Bette was anxious to get to know this woman so she took a chance.
Tina would you like to come by tomorrow and Ill show you around the gallery and then we can have coffee or something afterwards.

As Bette handed Tina the card their hands touched slightly. Tina felt the current of desire go thru her. She was sure you could see it on her face, as she looked at Bette. She thought of Bettes question and decided she had no reason to turn her down. And truth be known didnt want to turn her down. Bette that would be great. Ill meet you at your gallery at 11 is that okay.

Bette sighed in relief as Tina said yes, Sure perfect time, we can have coffee, lunch or whatever. Bette was trying to comprehend her feelings. They werent knew to her, but they had been buried so deep for so long she didnt expect them to surface. It was more than lust and desire, it was indescribable. But she knew she wanted it to continue and that she must let Tina Kennard into her life.

Tina was thinking oh my god I am really attracted to this woman. She is so vibrant and the chill she felt as their hands touched was more than lust, it was need, a physical and emotional need. She needed to let Bette Porter in her life she was sure.

Michelle came back and looked at the two of them, she knew something was happening between them and she was happy for them both. Her voice brought their attention back to Michelle. Well you two are getting along? Good, I really should get going Tina, are you ready? Tina shook her head. Yes we better go, nice to meet you Bette. Bette responded by smiling that smile, nice to meet you to Tina, so Ill see you tomorrow at eleven ok. Tina lit up and said see you then.

Michelle said her goodbyes to Bette. They left and Michelle couldnt wait to ask Tina about the sparks she had seen flying between them

Bette watched them leave and she felt a chill in the air. She had no want to stay and mingle any longer, so she said her goodbyes and headed for home. She wanted to think, and she did, all she could think about was Tina Kennard. She kept seeing her blonde hair, her loving smile, and the gentle way she had about her. Bette had not been so absolutely stunned by a woman ever in her life. But she liked this feeling and she savored it as she drifted to sleep and to dream.