“I don’t want her back,” said Bette, realizing that it did, indeed, look that way to someone on the outside of the breakup.  It was more about the break up, the going back to men, the stinging of having to wait to adopt Angelica.

            Lindsay gave Mel a guarded look, the sparks were flying, even when Bette wasn’t looking at Rosita there was something shimmering in her eyes.  Lindsay reached down and massaged Mel’s leg, making Mel smiled with a wicked glint in her eye.

            “Oh yes, you do!” said Rosita.  Grabbing a chair, spinning it around and straddling it.   “You want your little family back in tack.  You just don’t know how to do it, do you?  You’re to hung up on wanting to be the one holding on the cards…  Typical Alpha dyke bullshit of who’s on top…….”

            “I thought we were talking about art?” asked Lindsay, cutting Rosita off before her rant pissed off Bette.  Content to have Rosita sitting at the table, even though she and Bette were glaring at each other with daggers for looks.

            “I’m sure that a law student?…” asked Bette, and Rosita nodded.  “Knows nothing about art.”

            “Less, of course, she knows art, feels it, likes what looks good…” grinned Rosita.  “Ok, so not the painting on the canvas sort of art…  but I know design.”

            “I knew it,” said Bette in an accusing tone.  Rosita Navarro seemed to be someone who just liked to fool people, she was playing with everyone, and Bette wasn’t about to be one of those people.  Yet, Bette saw something in her that reminded her of someone she once knew, but couldn’t place a finger on it.

            “I know a different sort of art,” assured Rosita, her lip curling into a half smile, eyes looking up at Bette for just a heated moment.

            “The art of sex doesn’t count,” laughed Lindsay seeing the look that was crossing Rosita’s face. 

            “Naw, body art,” said Rosita, standing up and lifting her white silk blouse from her back, revealing licks of orange flame lapping up her spine.  Scars along her spine were partially hidden by the colorful ink.  “I’d show you more, but we are in public…”