“I’d like that too Emma. If you’re not with anyone why don’t you join us? We’ve got the best seats in the house.”

“I can see that. I’m here with a colleague and her wife so I was feeling a bit like a third wheel. If you’re sure I’m not intruding I’d love to join you.”

“Please do. You already know Kit so let me introduce you to everyone else.” Kit stood and shook Emma’s hand then moved over so Emma could sit next to Bette. They finished the introductions and ordered a round of drinks before the lights dimmed for Susan Alegrato’s performance. Emma and Bette smiled and stole glances at each other throughout the entire concert which didn’t go unnoticed by Kit and her friends.

After the performance Marina escorted Susan over to the VIP table. Susan’s classical cello was featured on one of Kit’s new releases on the CD, but that wasn’t the only reason Kit asked her to do the intimate performance at the Planet. Neither Bette nor Susan knew that Kit was also planning to play matchmaker between the musician and her sister. It was just as well that she hadn’t said anything. Kit could tell that Susan was enthralled with her beautiful sister, but Emma was the only woman that held Bette’s interest that night.

Emma was the envy of all the women at the club including Susan. She and Bette reminisced, danced, talked and joked. Bette’s throaty laughter could be heard throughout the evening. Her friends and family commented that it was the most relaxed and carefree that Bette had been for a long time; even before the breakup. When Bette and Emma tired of dancing they moved to a quiet corner of the bar to have a drink and talk.

The little that Emma had told Bette about art therapy had her intrigued; but she also found that she was even more fascinated by the doctor herself. For Emma’s part she’d found Bette extremely attractive when they’d met years before but both of them were married and even if there was an attraction neither one was a cheater. Neither woman went into much detail about their respective break-ups, but it was clear that they were both now single, available and interested.

Emma was in her late thirties, a bit older than Bette. She was tall and athletic with dark hair, tanned skin and dazzling green eyes that reflected her mischievous nature as well as her intelligence. Being an alpha herself Bette normally wasn’t sexually attracted to alpha women but Emma’s personality combined just the right balance of alpha female with a charismatic softer side which had Bette captivated. At the end of the evening they exchanged cell phone numbers and made arrangements to have dinner together when Bette returned from New York.