“I never said I was going to any such thing.” Tina replied coldly, resenting the fact that Bette had the audacity to assume as much.

Bette traced the outline of Tina’s necklace contemptuously. “I guess with presents like  that it would be hard to come up with an answer.”

     Tina’s blood started to boil she was furious. “What are you implying Bette, that i’m only staying with Eric for his money?”

     “You tell me Tina.”

“***** you.” Tina exploded. 

Bette tried to diffuse the situation, realising Tina was getting angry.

“I wish you would.”

“Go away Bette, you ***** *****.” Said Tina refusing to get any further involved.

Alice approached them both catching the last part of the conversation.

She was drunk and not in the least bit happy.

“You two certainly seem to have hit off.” She slurred. “What are you talking about?”

“Nothing Alice.”

“Well it doesn’t seem like nothing to me, she called you an *****.” Alice’s eyes glistened with jealousy. “Why would she do that Bette?”

“I told her a bad joke Alice, that’s all.”

“All your jokes are bad Bette.”

“Thanks a lot.”

“You’re lousy at telling jokes. She has no sense of humour don’t you agree Tina? She stinks.” Alice giggled.

For some unknown reason Tina found herself leaping to Bette’s defence. “I think she has a wonderful sense of humour actually Alice.” Tina replied looking softly at Bette, her anger at the brunette diminishing.

“Did you two ***** each other already?” Alice sneered with drunken hindsight.

“Alice you’re drunk.” Bette said quickly, putting her arms around Alice’s shoulder.

She shrugged Bette’s arm away. “Don’t give me that solicitous ***** Bette, I’m not ***** blind, I can see the way you two look at each other, do you think I’m ***** stupid? You did ***** her didn’t you? I could understand it if she was *****, that you’d fucked her, Christ you ***** anything in a skirt that moves, but she’s married Bette, she’s ***** straight for heavens sake.”

“Alice!” Bette said through clenched teeth. “Don’t do this here, lets go and talk somewhere private. I’m not going to do this here with you.”

“***** you *****.” Alice said fiercely. “I am allowed to call you *****, aren’t I?” She added sarcastically. “Or is that a privilege reserved only for lucky Miss Tina?” 

Bette looked at Alice, a look, which said more than words could convey, and walked away.

“Well did you ***** her?” Alice demanded of Tina.

“Hey.” Tina replied coolly. “If I had. I wouldn’t tell you. And If I hadn’t the same applies.” She turned her back and walked off in to the crowd.

“You ***** *****.” Alice muttered under her breath.

                                            *

After another day of long meaningful looks between Bette and herself, Tina was glad the vacation was coming to an end. Maybe if she didn’t have to face her every day, the attraction that was felt between them would cease to exist.

Although she wasn’t prepared to admit it, she knew deep down that it wasn’t just about the *****, Bette Porter had well and truly gotten under her skin. But She was a relationship Tina did not dare to pursue, she was dangerous territory, and besides as Alice had pointed out Tina was straight and also married. And Bette liked to play the field.

The relationship wouldn’t stand a chance even if they wanted it too.

Would it???????