Bette tilted her head slightly, an inquisitive light sprung into her eyes. “As a matter of fact”

“You want to bet?” Tina looked into Bette’s eyes, challenging the Type A standing beside her.

Bette’s mouth opened slightly upon hearing the words coming from Tina’s mouth. “Okay. What are we betting on?”

Tina pointed in front of them and smiled. “That.”

Before them stood fifty feet of solid synthetic rock. The sun glinted off its grey-white mass, creating high-resolution shadows where hand and foot plants were jutting out from the wall. Bette’s eyebrows shot up as she studied the new challenge before her. Regret flashed before her eyes, but she quelled it; Bette knew there was no backing out now.

Tina’s smile grew wider as she saw Bette’s reaction to the behemoth of a climbing wall directly in front of her. She waited until Bette looked back at her, then asked, “You up for it?”

Bette scoffed. “Am I up for it? Of course I am.” She smiled confidently and took Tina’s hand, guiding her over to the line to wait for their turn. After they were in line, Bette turned to Tina and asked, “So what exactly is this bet?”

Tina smiled and looked at Bette mischievously. “Simple: Whoever makes it to the top of the wall first, then rappels back down to the ground wins.”

Bette nodded, perusing the wall carefully. “And what happens when I win?”

An incredulous laugh escaped Tina as she heard the words fall from Bette’s mouth. When? Who did Bette think she was dealing with?

“Well, Bette if you win, then” She thought for a moment, then smiled when she came to a decision. “Then you can do whatever you want with me for the rest of the night.”

An automatic smile appeared on Bette’s face as her mind immediately pulled up the list of things she had been wanting to do to Tina since they met. She looked at Tina and narrowed her eyes. “And if you win?”

Tina nodded, her smile never wavering. “Well, if I win, then you’re mine.”

Bette wrapped her arm around Tina and kissed her forehead. “I think you need a new reward.”

“Why?” Asked Tina curiously.

Bette shrugged. “You already have what you want.”