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A Thin Line – Chpt 30
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Bette crawled up next to me. Stretching out, she kissed my cheek and wrapped her arm around me as I calmed and my breathing slowed. She nuzzled her face into my neck.
When I recovered and was able to speak, I rolled over on my side and kissed her.
“So that’s what would have happened on the dance floor if I hadn’t ran out of the Planet last Friday night?” I grinned.
Bette laughed. “I do believe so. Dirty Dancing Goes to WeHo.”
“Funny,” I said, laughing and tapping her nose.
“I do enjoy dancing with you,” Bette said quietly reflecting. “Especially to slow, romantic songs. Like the one we danced to Monday night after dinner at my house. Frank Sinatra, wasn’t it?”
“Mmm-hmm,” I replied, snuggling in close to her. “That was a lovely dance we shared.”
Bette began to hum the tune softly in my ear before quietly singing. “When somebody loves you, it’s no good unless she loves you, all the way…Happy to be near you, when you need someone to cheer you, all the way…” She stopped abruptly and squeezed me. Then she whispered, “I love you, all the way, Helena.”
I drew back and looked in Bette’s eyes. I was surprised to find that they were misted over and welling with salty wetness.
“Bette,” I said softly, reaching to dab my thumbs under her eyes. “Don’t cry, Darling. Please. Why are you crying?”
“They’re happy tears,” Bette choked. “In seven days you’ve taken me from despondency to bliss. I appreciate life again.”
I smoothed my hand over her cheek. “I know what you mean. I know what you’ve done for me as well,” I said soothingly, as I wrapped my arms around her and rocked her gently. “I love you too. I love you all the way.”
Bette clasped me tightly.
After a few minutes, I told her softly, “I’m so glad you’re here with me this weekend.”
I could feel Bette’s grip loosening, and then her hands tenderly rubbing my back. “Me too,” she said with a short, cry-ending sniffle.
“What shall we do tomorrow? Hmm?” I mused. “You know, we haven’t had much exercise this week.”
Bette pulled back and stared at me questioningly. “Excuse me? No exercise?” she smirked, wiping her eyes.
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Moms have this special gene that let’s them know all and see all even before it happens. zheese, excellent chapter. I hope your distraction is a good distraction.
Yeah! How does Peggy know everything? It’s kinda creepy. Why do I have the uncomfortable feeling it’s NOT Peggy and NOT good news waiting at the other end of the ringing phone? If I were Helena, I’d consider turning the beach house into a fortress.
AAhh…THat was f*cking hot and I have to go now. can’t wait for more!
i sat in front of computer sipped coffee…and i almost sprinkled on the screen while I read page 2….damn hot…and i thought it worth a new screen and keyboard….hahaha…
oh damnnnn…”breakfast of champions”, now that’s priceless. whew…zheese, you’ve rendered me speechless…you dear chic are the CHAMPION Supreme!!!!
wow……..just…wow another amazing chapter, i’m comming back for seconds, lol
yay, that “sit on my face” phrase made my day (or rather night)… very good chapter, zheese, enjoyed it immensely (as always, by the way).
Did Peggy plant cameras in the house? lol
Ahh, Peggy-Mother Yoda!
First let me say congrat on the award. And OMG this chapter was HOT!..Cold shower time. Post soon!!!!!!!!!!
Wow, that was hot! …”breakfast of champions”? LOL. Superb writing zheese. Thanks!
Damn zheese….every chapter is award winning & HOT!!
Thoughly enjoyed the chapter, as usual. Where can I order a breakfast like that?????????????????
Peggy does kow everything…..LOL!