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    Bette — Plan B; pt. 43

     

    “Okay,” I said in agreement.

     

    I can’t believe I’m sitting in my house, across from my wife. Again, I chide myself, this time for being too optimistic in my thoughts. But she’s here, or I’m here, whichever is the proper way to look at the situation.

     

    She’s still so beautiful. There’s something about her, her bearing, I think; a strength that radiates from within. The confidence that she’s discovered in herself. I suppose she had to, given our split. Still, I do notice the positive changes.

     

    Without really thinking about it, I take hold of her hand. So soft.

     

    I try not to think about those hands on my body, her fingers deep within me. I notice a slight blush rising on her face. Tina could always assess my level of desire; I suppose that skill remains.

     

     Her words bring us back to the task at hand. “And you can be here tomorrow morning, early.”

     

    Translation, you’re not invited to spend the night, Bette. That would be too much to hope for. Now is not the time to push into the more intimate aspects of her life.

     

    “Yes. Tomorrow, I shall be here. I can give you a ride to the airport if you need one.”

     

    “The studio is sending a car.”

     

    Another translation; I don’t want to be dependent on you.

     

    “Of course. So, you’ll be back Thursday?”

     

    “Thursday night. And I will be in cell phone range, though, just in case.”

     

    “I know.”

     

    “In case Jess needs to talk, or something, it’s fine.”

     

    “Of course.”

     

    “And there’s always Alice.”

     

    I wonder if that recommendation is for Jess or me? Probably both of us.

     

    “Tina?”

     

    Such openness in her expression, her eyes bright.

     

    “I can do this.” I give her hand a squeeze, reinforcing my words.

     

    Now a glance to the side. “This will sound stupid,” she says.

     

    “Please, tell me.”

     

    She still doesn’t want to look directly at me.

     

    After a pause, she admits, “I’m nervous.”

     

    “Jess and I, we haven’t been apart all that often.”

     

    I think back what has just been an extremely short period of time, when I found Jess, the intruder in my gallery. Maybe Tina has reason to be concerned.

     

    “We’ll get along fine.” I lie again.

     

    Right now, the child acts like she hates me. Who knows, she might actually hate me. And that concerns me, but I don’t think it’s an impossible situation. After all, I’ve deal with so many artists who act like children, maybe she just needs to be treated as I treat them.

     

    Then again, I’ve never grounded any of my artists.

     

    “We’ll survive, at least. And I promise, I won’t let her have fun.”

     

    That humor works, and I’m rewarded with a smile, and a return squeeze on my hand.

     

    She points over her shoulder. “I should, you know, get some sleep.”

     

    We disengage and each stands. But another awkward silence remains, filling the short distance between us. Will I kiss her again? Will she kiss me? Why can’t I move, dammit?

     

    Then I hear a loud thud. I look towards the noise to see Jess, plopped down in the middle of the hallway.

     

    Tina rushes over, “Jess, are you okay?”

     

    “I think so, but maybe,” she holds out her left foot.

     

    As Tina kneels down to inspect Jess’s ankle for any possible damage, Jess looks me squarely in the eye and sticks out her tongue.

     

    Oh yeah, we’re going to get along just great.

     

    (tbc)

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    Comments

    1. So I enjoy your story and it’s fun to read and all that jazz…Two questions. 1.When is Jess gonna grow the hell up and quit acting like a brat?
      2. When are Bette and Tina gonna hit the sheets?
      …Patiently waiting…

    2. pseud I love how you get into each character’s head. The convos are so real…I especially love those with Jess. I’m looking forward to the BnJ sparring…they’re more alike than Jess wants to admit and Bette’s gonna have to ‘mature’ pretty quick to handle her.

    3. Pseud,

      Loved this: “We still know each other so well. That includes knowing each other’s vulnerabilities and insecurities. It is a thin line between love and hate; one we’ve each treaded far too many times.”

      Powerful….

      Can’t wait for the next section.

    4. Oh, let the games begin! They are either going to end up getting along or killing each other. Tina’s reluctance to be away from her daughter seems real, but maybe there is a little insecurity that she just might lose a little bit of Jess to Bette? Jess and Tina have been the dynamic duo for so long that maybe there is just a little bit of Tina not wanting to let go of that special mother/daughter bond…even if she does want Bette in their lives.

      However, with that said – Jess is not going to give herself willingly, I am guessing. I am also finding Bette’s little white lies to herself amusing. I can’t wait for the fun to begin. When does Tina leave?

    5. i bet 100 bucks on Bette…lol..Jess you will bend over for her..lol..and see the great person she is…yeah this is what i wish but its up to you pseud..great chapter as always..thanks

    6. Perfect. The worried parent, nervous ex and typical teenager. Can’t wait for your next post. Hopefully Bette will get a chance to answer some of Jess’s questions.

    7. Jess is in the right corner, Bette is in the left corner, ding dong…how is this going to pan out…its going to get rough.
      Looking forward to next chapter.

    8. I’m still loving this story so much! With a teenager of my own I am feeling a bit sorry for Better right now as I don’t think she has a clue what she is getting herself into! Excellent!

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