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Bette and Tina strolled arm in arm down the Embarcadero, heading towards Fisherman’s wharf. The walk was doing them good after such a rich meal, and Bette realized she hadn’t exercised in days. Something that she was starting to miss.
No workout, no swimming, no meditation, just the beautiful blonde and the Venus to consume her thoughts and her time. It was worth it, she was sure of that, but she would have to get back into a routine at some point. She wasn’t about to get soft, nor lose her edge.
The cool breeze was nice, and for a city so filled with people, it was relatively quiet for a Saturday night.
“So, I wanted to talk to you about something” said Bette, stopping and turning towards the blonde and pulling her into her body by her coat.
“And what would that be, gorgeous?” Tina replied. She was feeling affectionate with the brunette and in turn was feeling the affection from her. Dinner was wonderful, and the longer she was in Bette’s presence, the more secure she felt. She looked up into the smoldering dark eyes.
“I want to go to Paris, and I want you to come with me, Tee” Bette snaked her arms inside Tina’s coat, wrapping her hands around the small waist, her fingers kneading the taut lower back through her dress.
“When?” asked Tina. She had been expecting this conversation to come sooner rather than later.
“Well, I guess as soon as my friend from the Tate Modern can get us a meeting with Martinez” replied Bette.
“Bette, Paris with you sounds amazing, but I don’t know how I can manage that with work. I know I told them that I would be working from home a little more right now, but my boss is kind of funny about wanting me on set all the time. I’m just not sure how I can swing it.” Tina reached up into the dark curls that were swaying slightly in the breeze and pushed them behind the brunette’s ears.
Bette looked deep into the hazel eyes. She opened her mouth and then thought better about what she was going to say and closed it. It was an archaic thought. Tina was her own woman, and she did meaningful work in the entertainment business. She wouldn’t ask her to shirk her responsibilities and pressure her to take the time off. But if Tina wouldn’t come with her she would make damn sure that she was protected while Bette was away. Even if she didn’t like it.