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After the Kiss: Chapters 14 & 15 The Parent Trap
Tina’s mom grins with pride.
Bette – She also loved this picture. She said that it reminded her of old, fun times.
Mrs. Kennard – I felt the same! It’s so … nostalgic.
Bette – The artist, Janet Crow, has this amazing ability to report us back in time, even though she is photographing current scenes and events.
Mr. Kennard – Where is she from?
Bette – She is from Canada.
Mr. Kennard – She is excellent! So, you handle foreign artists as well?
Bette – Yes! Wherever I can find talent!
Mrs. Kennard – Everything here is excellent! Your gallery is … amazing, Bette!
Bette – Thank you, Mrs. Kennard! It speaks for the talent of these artists.
Mr. Kennard – And for your talent in finding them. You are very accomplished for such a young age, Bette.
Bette – Oh, thank you! (pause) So is your daughter! You should be proud of her.
Mr. Kennard – We are very proud and really happy that our daughter found such great friends in California.
Bette – I’m very happy to have met her, Mr. Kennard!
She smiles.
Chapter 15 Impromptu
Hotel restaurant, morning: Tina enters the restaurant and spots her parents. She walks over to their table and kisses them before sitting down.
Tina – Morning, Dad, Mom! Sorry that I couldn’t meet you for dinner. We worked until 2 am this morning.
Mrs. Kennard – Gosh, honey! You need to rest.
Mr. Kennard – Hope things are progressing.
Tina – Yes! We are almost wrapping up.
She opens the menu and pretends to be casually reading it.
Tina – So … how was your day, yesterday?
Mrs. Kennard – Oh … we visited your friend’s gallery!
Tina – Really?! And how was it?
Mr. Kennard – Wonderful! Really interesting new artists.
Mrs. Kennard – And we also met her!
The producer’s face breaks into a careful smile.
Tina – Yes? What did you think of her?
Mr. Kennard – She was so warm and kind to us! She spent the whole afternoon showing us the entire gallery and telling us about the artists.
Mrs. Kennard – Such a charming and impressive young woman. She knows everything about art!
Mr. Kennard – And don’t forget beautiful too!
Tina – Beautiful indeed!
She can’t contain a grin.
Tina – She has a master in arts from Yale, Mom!
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Hi dbff,
Great chapter to read!
Tina is really a woman on mission when she knows what she want: Bette!
They are both so smitten with each other and no one of their friends and in Tina’s case, her parents have a clue. Smart move from Tina to advice her parents to visit Bette’s gallery, but maybe they will be mad at both of them when they learn B&T were already involved.
I hope you will take time for your self when you are so busy!
Looking forward to the next chapter!
Lovely chapter… Tina is really driven and being bold. Unlike most stories of their first meeting, Tina knows what she wants and responses to her body and not to her fears and background. She just goes with her desires and Bette is ready and willing. This is an amazing scene. Would love to see more but I know you have other things up and coming. Write when you can and we will be as patient as we can….
Hi!
I don’t know how i feel about Tibette’s first time was in the office’s couch, but at least they have sex)
Thanks for this one. Now Bette can plan a romantic first date after they had their first time. Less pressure ;-)
I’m looking forward to your next posting.
I must say i like this Tina, who knows what she wants and get it)
Ok, thank you and waiting for the next!
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK… sorry that’s all I got!.. FUCK and I’m at work..
You make me laugh! :D Be careful with the IT police at work! :D
lol.. No IT worries, I use my phone at work and I’m all alone there lol But they do expect me to get shit done and that chapter slowed me down to a halt lol..Thank you again for the chappy.
Lol. Damn I just re-read .. and again I am at work.. how does this keep happening to me?.. really great chapter thought. Thank you.
Jesus fucking shit Christ this is hot as hell