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    After the Kiss: Chapters 14 & 15 The Parent Trap

    She takes a sip of her wine and looks pensive.

    Bette – So … if you had to plan a romantic date … the best one ever … what would you do?

    Alice sighs dreamingly.

    Alice – Mmmm … a room at the Hilton.

    The brunette squints amused.

    Bette – I meant a romantic date; not a jump-her-bone date!

    Alice – That would be my definition of a romantic date right now … with a very special room service called Cindy!

    Bette chuckles.

    Alice – And besides, believe me: Gwen would also go for a room at this point. You seem to be courting her like a teenager!

    The brunette rolls her eyes, shaking her head.

    Alice – But for Gwen, the Hilton wouldn’t be it … It will have to be the Ritz presidential suite in Paris!

    Bette – It’s not gonna happen!

    Alice – Well … you never seemed interested in romantic dates before but … it all starts with music! I have some CD’s in my car. Remind me to give you.

    Bette – I’d like that …

    Her friend raises her eyebrows

    Alice – You do?!

    Bette – Yeah …

    She shrugs.

    Alice – Huh …

    She stares at the brunette with a frown.

    Alice – Let me see …

    She grabs her purse and retrieves a card, handing it to her friend.

    Alice – Read this.

    Bette opens the card and reads it.  

    “And I shall seek you endlessly,

    for I am a moth, and you’re my flame

     Knowing that I’ll burn at your touch

    I return, for you’re a fire; untamed”

     Zubair Ahsan

    A wistful smile appears on the brunette’s face.

    Alice – Oh, fuck!

    She chuckles.

    Bette – What?

    Alice – Your smile …

    Bette’s smile fades.

    Bette – Why are you showing me this card?

    Alice – This is a poem … for Cindy! But I can see why you’ve been so happy lately!

    Bette – Will you stop?

    Alice – What is happening to you?

    Bette takes a bite of her food with an annoyed look on her face.

    ———————————————–

    Tina’s office, afternoon: Tina is on the phone talking to her father.  

    Tina – Yeah, Dad, I’ll probably be able to meet you for dinner after work. I’ll pick you up at the hotel, OK? (pause) Alright. I’ll call you later. (pause) Bye.

    Comments

    1. 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!

    2. 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….

    3. 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.

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