Tina shot Bette a playful glare as she finally undid the lock lifted the bar and stood up. Bette followed, stumbling a little on her way out. The operator strutted over to them, smiling. “Thank you ladies, I couldn’t a paid for a better show.” He winked.

Tina just rolled her eyes and went for the exit. Bette visibly shivered and muttered, “Fucking pervert.” before following. She caught up with Tina, wrapping an arm around her waist. “You okay?”

Tina nodded. “Yeaha little humiliated, but I’m fine. Why?”

“Well, this is only our third date and this is a very public place. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“Bette, I wanted to come here. If I thought I would feel uncomfortable, I wouldn’t have suggested it. It was just a little embarrassing, that’s all.”

Bette felt her stomach twist as she voiced her next concern. “Is it because you were caught kissing me?”

Tina nodded. “Yeah.”

“Oh.” Bette mumbled, removing her hand from Tina’s waist. She stopped in the middle of the carnival, hurt.

Tina immediately clarified. “O-oh! No. It’s not because you’re a woman.”

“It’s not?”

Tina shook her head. “No. It-it’s just, the audienceand the creepy operator’s whistle. I would’ve been just as embarrassed if it were a guyalthough, I’m pretty sure the operator wouldn’t have whistled then.”

“Yeah?”

Tina nodded.

“Well, then you shouldn’t have started it up in the first place.” Bette teased and Tina gave her a playful nudge with her shoulder.

“If I recall, you were the one sucking on my neck.”

“But you initiated the whole thing.”

“If only to keep you from pissing yourself.”

“I wasn’t pissing myself.” Bette stated, pulling Tina closer to her, hooking a strong arm around her waist, so their stomachs were touching.

Tina wrapped her arms around Bette’s neck. “I beg to differ.”

“Hmm.” Was Bette’s only response as she kissed Tina.

“Face ityou’re a scardy cat.”

“Am not.”

“Aretoo” Tina teased between kisses.

“Okay fine.” Bette finally relented as they broke apart, but she kept an arm around Tina’s waist. Tina leaned her head upon Bette’s shoulder, smiling happily, as they walked along.

Bette suddenly stopped and Tina turned her head to look at her. Bette wasn’t looking at her though. She was looking straight ahead. “What?” Tina asked, following Bette’s gaze to a game.