“I don’t know” Bette teased “I hear escorts are pretty pricey”

“We can always work something out” Tina attempted a wink before heading out the door.

Bette chuckled to herself before finding the papers she needed and heading back out into the main room.

The following week Bette was sitting in her office as there was a knock at her door.

“Come in” she said looking up from her computer to see James peek his head inside.

“Bette, I just wanted to let you know that the meeting with Ms. Jones has been pushed back to two thirty tomorrow” James smiled.

“Ok” Bette said as she made a note in her calendar “why don’t you take the rest of the day off James?” she smiled.

“You sure?”

“You’ve worked your ass off for the last month, you deserve it” Bette smiled.

“Thank you” James smiled “I’ll see you tomorrow” he said before closing the door.

He opened the door again a few seconds later.

“I almost forgot to remind you about the CAC dinner tomorrow night” he said.

“Oh shit I totally forgot about that” Bette cursed “Thank you James”

James smiled before he once again closed the door.

Shit shit shit Bette thought. She didn’t have a date and there was no way she was going to that dinner solo.

Her thoughts immediately went to the beautiful blonde from her art show last Saturday. She opened one of the drawers to her desk and pulled out the small business-card.

No I can’t do this…She thought I can’t go on a date with an escort she frowned.

She thought about Tina, her beautiful smile and her gorgeous body with those amazing legs and felt herself getting aroused by the thought of the blonde. She didn’t know what to do. Even if she did bring the blonde to the dinner there was no way anything would happen between them, Tina had told her that she was straight. But I did feel a connection with her Bette thought.

She could bring one of her friends to the dinner but she knew that her ex, Vanessa would be there and she would tease the hell out of her if she showed up with a friend instead of a date. She sighed as she rested her head in her hands. She didn’t really care what her ex thought of her, their relationship had been rocky and although Bette knew that Vanessa had been in love with her, her own feelings had never gone beyond attraction.