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    Before The Ladies – Chapter Twelve

    So yeah, I think that would be best if –

    Simone jumped seeing Bette inside her apartment. Behind Simone stood Randle who gave Bette a mischievous smile. Bette ignored him and stepped toward Simone. She cocked her head to the side and smiled shyly.

    I wanted to surprise you and say Im sorry.

    Simone walked pass Bette and Randle followed her in. Simone notice the neatly decorated table set for two with candles and the package on one of the chairs with a big red bow on it. The room smelled of lasagna, the one dish that Simone knew Bette cooked well.

    Randle walked into the kitchen and opened the oven.

    Smells good for someone who barely knows how to make a salad.

    Funny, I dont remember you being a gourmet chef.

    Well, I guess Simone and I dont have to go out to have dinner tonight.

    Simone grimaced. Randle, maybe we can do this another time. Please. She gave him and pleading smile. Randle got the message. He headed for the door.

    Bette, I will see you tomorrow. Simone, I will call you tonight.

    Simone nodded staring at the floor. When the door closed, she looked up at Bette.

    Is the lasagna ready? Im starved.

    Bette knew Simone would get to the point when she was ready. So, she only smiled and went into the kitchen.

    Yes… Do you want some red wine? I bought a nice Shiraz.

    Sounds good.

    Simone walked over to the chair with the package. For me?

    Yes.

    Bette handed Simone the glass of wine. You might want to let that breathe for a bit. Simone ignored her and downed the glass swallowing hard. Then she took a deep breathe.

    Bette. Im terribly sorry that I didnt make the opening, but that didnt mean I didnt want to be there. Ive notice that you and Toni have been spending a lot of time together. The kiss, I guess, was to be expected.

    Bette took the empty glass from Simones hand, filled it and handed it back.

    No, I over stepped my boundary both with Toni and with you. I dont even know if Toni will speak to me again. So far, Ive had to deal with her partner if the gallery needs anything because shes not taking any of my calls.

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    1. WOW, I really LOVE this story and seeing Bette like this. I really don’t comment very much, though I do read all the great stories on fanfic, but this is a great approach, something different. keep up the good work. Soooo…. who is our mystery woman, Jilian Greenstone?? Can’t wait to see what Bette gets herself into this time.

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