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The two women abruptly ended their kiss at the sound of the interloper’s voice. Both of them looked to where the voice came from and noticed Angus chomping on a hot dog as the rest of the band peered from behind him with huge teasing grins on their faces at the sight of their manager and her new human ornament.
Tina’s cheeks went from beige to pink in a matter of seconds before she buried her face in the crook of Bette’s neck.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you had company.” She murmured into Bette’s sweet smelling skin.
The combination of Tina’s warm breath tickling her neck and the cute hushed apology made Bette smile. Glancing from her friends to Tina’s blushing face, she whispered back, “Maybe if we ignore them they’ll go away.”
Tina lifted her head to meet Bette’s mischievous gaze and returned the smile with a breathy, partly open-mouthed chuckle. The blonde and the brunette gazed into each other’s eyes as their audience sniggered in the background mumbling various “yeah right,” “they wish,” and “keep dreaming” comments; all of which were uttered by Alice.
“You think so?” Tina asked as she squinted her eyes, still looking at Bette.
The ad executive only nodded her response.
“I missed you today.” Bette confessed.
“I missed you too.” Tina replied, her eyes shifting to Bette’s brown hair that she ran her fingers through to push a lock behind her ear.
“Awwww.” The spectators cooed.
Bette rolled her eyes and finally threw a look back over her shoulder to where her sister and friends were still grinning like idiots at the attached couple.
“Jesus, do you guys mind?”
They all shook their heads in synchronization.
“Not at all,”
Were the verbal declarations that accompanied the headshakes.
Tina giggled as she was still wrapped around Bette’s upper torso. “Maybe you should rephrase your question.” She whispered to the brunette who appeared as though she was getting irritated.
Just as Bette was about to tell her friends to beat it, the doorbell rang again.
“Pizza’s here!” Alice screamed as she scurried towards the door, but not before picking up the scattered bills that Bette let fall to the floor when she was mounted by her newest guest.