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    A Slow Dance – Chapter 5

    Bette’s focus on Tina sharpened as she waited on what she would say next.

    Tina saw that Bette desired her to explain further. So she did.

    "I kept replaying that kiss over and over in my head. I couldn’t stop. It was like my mind was playing on a loop and I couldn’t do anything to move to the next thought." She looked down at her hands and toyed with a finger. Tina looked back up and locked eyes with Bette once more, lowering her voice until it was barely above a whisper. "I don’t think I’ll ever really know what you’ve done to me, Bette, but I do know that it scares me, it excites me and intrigues me to no end. I can’t begin to stop thinking about you now, and I don’t think I ever want to."

    Tina leaned over and rested her elbows on the table. "I couldn’t sleep because I wanted you there with me, Bette. And when I thought of you, you were there just a little more."

    Marina walked over to their table and set down the drinks and plates. She smiled at Bette and said, "Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend, Bette?"

    Bette tore her eyes away from Tina and met Marina’s with a smile. "Of course. Marina Ferrer, this is Tina Kennard, a very good friend of mine. Tina, this is Marina – she owns The Planet."

    Tina looked up and smiled brightly. "It’s wonderful to meet you. I love your cafe. It’s just right."

    Marina smiled graciously. "Thank you, Tina. I hope that by next Monday it will be finished completely and then you will be able to sit outside as well."

    "I’m sure it will be even more lovely once it’s all finished."

    Marina looked over at Bette and decided it was time to get back to work. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Tina, and I hope I have the chance to speak with you again, but I have to get back over to the counter. I think one of my employees is in a bit of trouble with the espresso machine." Marina excused herself and made her way back over to the counter, watching the sparks fly from afar. She didn’t know what Bette had gotten herself into, but she wished her friend only the best in all of her endeavors.

    When Marina left, Tina looked down at the floor, unable to meet Bette’s eyes, afraid of what she might see. When she felt Bette’s hand gently caress her cheek, she leaned into it, closing her eyes and savoring the feel of Bette’s skin against her own. She looked back up at Bette and noticed how close she moved in the few seconds Tina hadn’t been looking. A small smile bloomed on Tina’s lips.

    "What are you thinking?" Asked Bette, whose hand was still cupping Tina’s face.

    "An ironic thought only funny in my head. As most thoughts are." Tina clasped Bette’s hand in both of hers and pulled it away from her cheek. She turned her palm up, pressing her lips to the center and lingering for a moment before she released it.

    Shivers shot up Bette’s arm, running down her spine and settling in between her legs as her ***** twitched involuntarily. Bette stared in awe at the blonde woman in front of her, vulnerable and searching. She unconsciously touched the place where Tina’s lips had been and smiled warmly. She was so far gone, and she didn’t even know it yet.

    Tina looked up contentedly at Bette and smiled. "Shall we eat? It’s getting late and I’m sure we both have to get back to work sometime today."

    Bette nodded and looked down at the quiche she had ordered for herself. She picked up a fork and began eating slowly, stealing glances at Tina from time to time. Tina was doing the same, studying the beautiful woman beside her, still wondering how, in the span of two days, her life could change so drastically.

    Neither of them noticed that they were being watched and envied by those seated in the tiny cafe. Neither of them knew anything beyond the other. And, at that moment, neither of them cared.

    Comments

    1. Oh, baby, this is just soooo good! You’ve got me wrapped up in every single stunningly-written detail!! This is rich, rich, rich!!! I was even entertained by Bette’s introduction: Tina…Marina…Marina…Tina. Reminded me of Letterman’s classic: Uma…Oprah…Oprah…Uma. But I have a really weird way of free associating sometimes…not to mention an odd sense of humor. goddess, don’t stop writing this any time soon, okay? Unless of course school gets in the way. Then you’re excused.

      To answer your question with a question: didn’t anyone ever tell you it was impolite to ask a lady her age? :) Let it suffice to say for now that I’ve seen thirty and I’m not dead yet!

      Keep up the heavenly writing, goddess!

      (I hate writing in this little box. I can’t see what I’m doing…where I’ve been…or where I’m going.)

    2. oh yes this so good i love its directness or at least Tinas!…lol not too shy so far i love it but as you pointed out to me in your authors note why would she be when its someone as beautiful as Bette…lol really enjoying this… more please!

    3. lunch was wonderful. Made you wish you were there watching it happen. ; ) Oh..and all the talk about age..don’t make us over 30 women feel too old. Post another soon…love reading it.

    4. Great update. Just finished reading the last 3-chapters. Between,short meetings at the gallery, and lunch I don’t know if these two can take much more of each other before they burst. Have to say great line, “Were all straight until were not”, love it. But whats up with the age thing. Looking forward to your next update. Careful with the neighbors.

    5. Well talk about lunch….huummm….goddess. What a nice update and such a wonderful lunch with our two girls, it almost sent shivers down my spine. Post soon

    6. Hmmm….my spine wasnt the only thing shivering…..(Breathe snQQpy… Breathe)

      My thoughts…..

      Well, this is the first story I read with Bette “cracking her back.” I didnt know she knew how to do something like that. After reading your description of the act, I was ready to jump on my bed and give it a try; but then I was afraid I may beak something…LOL

      It has always been hard as hell for me to picture Tina in “power suits.” Thats more of a Bette thing.

      ”We’re all straight until we’re not -_- I love this!

      ”You got it, Mack Daddy.” -_- Alice has been making cracks like this to Bette for as long as I can remember. Is there a stud in Bette dying to come out and only Alice knows about? Or is Alice actually making cracks at Bette’s “A” type personality?

      hugging Tina’s hips with authority -_- Now I know how to describe that hot little number hanging in my closet once I put it on.

      Tina could’ve sworn she saw the entire room light up when Bette smiled back at her. -_- This made me think of that commercial where the female schoolbus driver smiled and cars started crashing from the glare…LOL

    7. make me laugh when i you wrote about how Tina broke into hysterical laugh at the balcony. Sometimes i do wonder back the silly things i do during the day..and laugh it all out. LOL~ need some release i guess? Wonderfully written..post soon!

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