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    Breathe- Chapter 4

    In a sudden movement, Tina reached out and clutched Bettes wrist Will you stay? she asked, panic evident in her brown eyes. Tina didnt wait for an answer Please dont leave me.

    Bette nodded, closed the shower door and finished placing Tinas clothing in evidence bags. She pulled the latex gloves off with a snap and tossed them into the trash. Rather than watch Tina shower, Bette withdrew a thick black pen from her jacket and began marking the bags. She was finishing the last bag, when she heard a painful, anguished moan behind her. She turned just as Tina began to collapse to the hard tile of the shower floor.

    Bette opened the shower door and her hands quickly found Tina. She reached up and turned off the steady shower stream that had drenched them both and gathered Tina in her arms. What started as a whimper quickly found life and Tinas sobbed as she clung to Bette. Bette held her close until Tina whispered I think Im going to be sick,

    Bette helped her to the toilet and held her hair back as Tina emptied what little had been in her stomach. And even after there was nothing left, Bette stroked her back as Tinas body was racked with heave after heave.

    Finally, Tina rested her sweating forehead on her hand as it clung to the toilet seat. Her breathing slowed and she was finally able to meet Bettes concerned eyes.

    Im sorry, she said hoarsely as she cleared her raw throat trying to share with Bette the cause of her breakdown. I didnt think the horror of the day could get worse and then I saw Marceys blood, so much of her blood, spiraling down the drain into the sewer, Tina paused, too exhausted to cry or go on. I know it doesnt make sense, but the thought of her down there all alone was just too, she stopped again unable to finish her thought. Im so tired, was all she was finally able to say.

    I know, honey, Bette said quietly as she helped Tina to her feet. She wrapped one towel around Tinas bare body, and then used the other towel to dry her hair. Bette had the towel in both hands as she carefully rubbed the water from Tinas hair and then dabbed at any remaining droplets on her face.

    Bettes breath caught as she studied Tinas clean face for the first time. Her hands stilled on each side of her chin, the towel still separating the feeling of Bettes skin from Tinas.

    Bette hesitated only a moment before slowly and with great care placing a soft kiss on Tinas left cheek. She held Tinas gaze as she placed another soft kiss on Tinas right cheek. She drew back once more and said You are truly beautiful. She looked into Tinas eyes for any hesitation, finding none she placed a final kiss on Tinas delicate lips.

    A soft moan escaped Tina as Bette tried to invest as much care, protection and comfort as possible in the brief, yet intense, exchange.

    Bette drew back and placed her lips on Tinas forehead as the young woman sank into her protective embrace. You need rest, Bette said quietly as she helped Tina into the robe and provided support and they moved towards the guestroom.

    Tina immediately felt the emptiness of the room when they passed through the door. It was apparent that Bette Porter didnt have many guests. The room felt cold and empty and that emptiness began to seep into Tinas bones. Bette, Tina said quietly. Can I sleep in your room?

    Tina was relieved when Bette didnt ask for any more explanation but simply led Tina down the hall to the largest bedroom in the house. Bette stroked her hair as the exhausted Tina snuggled into Bettes pillow. Thank you, she whispered as the comfort of sleep took her away once again. It smells like you to keep me company.

    Bette shook her head in awe and a bit of confusion as she watched her drift off to sleep. She didnt know exactly what was happening, but she knew that for now Tina was safe and for some reason that was all that mattered to Bette.

    TBC

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    Comments

    1. What an amazing style you have… So carefully detailed and subtle…
      I’m simply savoring your story more and more, with its such palpable touch of delicacy…
      All my sincere reader’s gratefulness !

    2. Sox,
      Awesome!
      To have a talent is a wondrous thing but to share it with so many is truly beautiful gift.
      You have captivated me with this fabulous fantasy.
      Can’t wait to see where this leads next.
      Much anticipation for your next installment.
      A Loyal Fan.

    3. Sox girl – you got it going here. Absolutely outstanding. I know you from TWOP too (bfan) and have been missing you there but this story is so so good please keep going.

    4. love this story . it is so engrossing and so well written. I could almost feel the pain, the tension, the possibilities … can’t wait for the next episode.

    5. You are only on chapter four, and already my breath catches when I see that you have posted…I’m telling you, I love this story!!! Oh, and I also can’t wait to hear how a detective can afford to live on Lake Washington and drive a BMW!! PS Try emailing support@l-word.com for the formatting problem. Thanks again for this wonderful story.

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