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    A Night in the D — Chapter 23

     

    “Tina”

     

    “Don’t say anything.” Tina didn’t look up. “I just needed to say it. It’s suffocating me.”

     

    Tina still didn’t move and Bette approached her cautiously. She leaned forward, placing her hands in the same position as Tina’s, but outside them. The rest of her body pressed forward into Tina’s back, and she moved her head to the side to place a soft kiss on Tina’s neck. Tina moaned quietly but did not raise her head. Bette lowered her lips again, nudging Tina’s face with her own, kissing the slim neck, the soft skin by Tina’s ear.

     

    “Look at me,” Bette whispered.

     

    Tina shook her head, her voice choked. “I can’t.”

     

    Bette pushed her forehead gently against Tina’s cheek, closing her eyes at the sweet smell, allowing her lips to linger at the line of Tina’s jaw. “Look at me,” she whispered again, into Tina’s ear, hearing her own voice waver. The slight crack was not lost on Tina, but somehow it only intensified her loss of will. Bette raised her head, allowing her lips to fall to the back of Tina’s head, where she pressed hard with her mouth, feeling the damp hair underneath. She felt Tina shudder slightly beneath her, and could also feel the fight against despair, though she couldn’t feel why or how. And why was she feeling it too?

     

    Bette thought: If I can get her to turn around, and stop with this needless drama, I’m going to kiss her until she can’t think at all. I’m going to make everything stop but the tingling. I’m going to hoist her onto this counter and put an end to all this doubt and angst, end it now before it can escalate further, before a martini’s worth of self-righteousness bleeds into every cranny of possibility. Before she fucks up everything.

     

    She stood upright, pulling away.

     

    “Tina, turn around.”

     

    No response. She looked into the mirror and saw only the top of Tina’s blonde head, her hands claw-like against the counter. Clearly there was time to assess the situation. She wants to love me, Bette thought. And I am so charmed that she said so. And so scared. From the first moment I saw her, I have inexplicably wanted to tear her clothes off and make fake love in snowy Middle America. I find this development odd, but odder still that it doesn’t put me off. I don’t think twice and change my mind as I would have expected to do. I think five times and still don’t want her to leave, even when she gets the hint I didn’t mean to give, except quietly to myself, and tries to bail.

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    Comments

    1. You are killing me with this!!!lol i love it to bits BUT your killing me… slowly i might add!this time i really cant wait for more ….well not too long anyway!

    2. There are a few places I can think of where I wouldn’t expect something sweet and lovely to happen, and restroom in a bar is one of them. But you pulled it off. Bette’s walls seem to have crumbled to the point that she is able to start wearing down Tina’s.

    3. WOW…that was amazing. Bette’s walls are coming down and Tina’s on shaky ground. Both realizing the intensity of it all and still wanting to go on. Please continue.

    4. WOW! Absolutely amazing, powerful, engaging and unbelievably captivating writing! Each line, every turn of phrase evoking a more intense image of each of the characters. Thank-you.

    5. That was just about the most intense scene I’ve ever read or witnessed. It felt as though I was looking at a movie or a highly charged scene playing out right in front of me. Wonderfully written. Can hardly wait until they do get together again and make love because that is what it is now. Lovemaking, not just sex. Those two are really hot for each other in more ways than one. Thanks for the post. Post soon please.

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