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    Damaged Ch. 73

                Dana wakes with the sun shining in her face. She squints and covers her face with the blanket of her bed. She rolls over and grabs Eva’s waist. She buries her face in the nape of her neck. Eva put her hands over Dana’s hands and wakes up.

     

    “Morning babe.” Dana kisses Eva’s neck.

     

    “Morning, so did you enjoy yourself at the wedding?” Dana sighs.

     

    “Yeah, I’m really happy for her. I’m glad that she found someone that will treat her right.”  Eva turns around and looks at Dana.

     

    “Dana, are you happy with me?” Dana looks at Eva weird.

     

    “Why did you ask me that?”

     

    “I just got this funny feeling that you’re not happy to me. As if your heart belongs to someone else.” Dana looks at Eva and grabs her face.

     

    “Of course I’m happy with you. I love you and always will. You brought out another side of me that noone has. Don’t ever think that again.”

     

    “Ok, I’m sorry.” Dana kisses her softly and wraps her arms around her.

     

    “I love you Eva.”

     

    “I love you too.” Dana closes her eyes and holds her tight.

     

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                Bette put the phone back on the hook and rubs her head. She goes through the papers in front of her on her desk. She leans back in her chair and thinks. James comes up the steps with more files in hand.

     

    “What is all this?” Bette sits up in  her seat and looks at the paper.

     

    “It’s for the new gallery we’re putting on. Miss Reese Thomas, the painter of Bondage.” Bette nods her head, looking through the papers. “She’ll be by tomorrow at 10 o’ clock.”

     

    “Thanks James.” He turns around and walks back downstairs. Bette sits the papers down and picks up a pen. She begins to write notes and the phone rings.

     

    “Bette Porter hereHey TMy day’s fine, I’m just going through some papers for the new galleryWell, I don’t know what time I’ll be home tonightBut I’ll call you when I’m on my way homeAlright, I love youBye” Bette hangs up the phone and gets back to work.

     

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