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    Chapter III – Yes, I’m Ready

    Story written on September 22, 2015 by skydancer.
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    Bette moaned when she felt Tina suck an earlobe. “Maybe later …” Tina traced a trail of soft kisses down from the earlobe to that long, graceful neck. “Maybe now …” Tina started to suck on a spot that she knew was one of several “hot spots” in Bette’s neck. “Unnhhh … T, we still

    Bette moaned when she felt Tina suck an earlobe. “Maybe later …”

    Tina traced a trail of soft kisses down from the earlobe to that long, graceful neck. “Maybe now …”

    Tina started to suck on a spot that she knew was one of several “hot spots” in Bette’s neck. “Unnhhh … T, we still have guests.”

    Tina released the gentle suction she’d started and chuckled. “You’re getting off this time …”

    They exchanged another kiss, and then resumed their slow descent to the first floor of the duplex, arms casually wrapped around the other’s waist. “Getting off … right,” Bette said drily.

    They got to the landing of the staircase. Outside, visible through the side by side floor-to-ceiling picture windows on one side of the short hall that led from the vestibule to the open-space living room area, which in turn spread to the kitchen-dining area, they could see colored lights of the surrounding buildings blinking. The scene had been a delight to Angelica, as it seemed to the toddler the lights were tiny replicas of the bigger light fixtures brightening the fabled nearby avenues of Park, Lexington, and Madison.

    They found Jules and Diane playfully swatting each other with dish towels, talking and laughing as they finished tidying up in the open-space kitchen.

    Jules looked up from wiping an imaginary spot on the sparkling kitchen island surface when she saw the couple casually approach the outer rim of the open kitchen space. “Took you long enough. So you chickened out, huh?”

    She was about to say something else but shrieked when Diane snapped a dish towel at her tush.

    “Sound asleep. But if you girls get any rowdier, you may still do the job for us,” Bette started to answer drily, and then dropped her mouth when she saw the table setting Jules and Diane had prepared in the dining room.

    Tina raised her eyebrows also and mouthed, “Wow!”

    Faint yellow-orange outlines of warm flame, flickering inside aromatic candles the younger couple had lit and dropped into translucent ceramic candle-holder jars all around the dining room, bathed the room in a romantic glow.

    They saw that Jules and Diane had also set out chilled mini-bowls of chocolate ganache that Diane had whipped up earlier that afternoon, and then chilled in Bette and Tina’s freezer, as well as a fresh pot of the rooibos-mint tea combination that was a current favorite in the Porter-Kennard household. Jules had picked through various flowers around the duplex and then created an arrangement which she’d deposited on top of the formal dining table.

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      • This was the natural end of the chapter, sorry had to cut it there. But am posting the concluding chapter to the story tonight/early tomorrow morning. Hang in there.

    3. Never want JADE to experience the hurt that BETTE felt that day on the bridge OMG i was physically sick i knew TINA was in over her head but when she told BETTE it was as if i myself was there too.JADE may not rally back like BETTE but she will have the same support system i hope.SHE’s a fighter and for that i have hope that she will make it thru whatever lies ahead.thanks

    4. Ok, must admit that i didn’t had the time to read this marvelous story earlier, but Skydancer, why do i have the feeling that Jade’s heart is going to be shattered?

      It seems Rian knew that she wasn’t available to have a relationship with Jade, is that why she was so persistent that Jade experienced more loves, heartbreaks etc. ?

      I don’t have a good feeling about the letter.

      You promised to update soon, i am waiting patiently for it.

      Thank you for this incredible story!

    5. Hey, wait a minute. I already just had a Heart Attack and now you are trying to give me a second one?Okay, I will keep reading because it is that good but, I am going to stay connected to my oxygen and heart monitor!!!

    6. Ok Sky, you can’t just leave us here. What the hell? I know that Jade needed to grow into her relationship with Rian but as a widow? No!! Please give them a chance to form that love bond that appeared when they first met. Jade’s girlfriend was just a superficial child. She did not have the depth that Jade requires to flourish. That women is Rian, Please keep her safe and bring her back!!

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