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    Every Glance Speaks – Chapter 3

    Story written on July 11, 2007 by AngelDana.
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    Bette Porter lays her eyes on the modestly angelic Tina Kennard.

    Don’t judge a book, Bette..

    He looks around and finally notices me. I nurture a tiny hint of unsure recognition in my facial expressions.

    Stroke his ego, that’s how these guys work.

    “.. Eric Richards?” I ask, allowing my voice to rise in pitch. The grin on his smug little face confirms my negative feelings beforehand. He really isn’t the man I hoped he’d be. I sigh slightly but recover. His grin stretches at my sigh and it’s obvious he thought it was a sign of my adoration. Mentally rolling my eyes, I present my hand. “Bette Porter; Gallery director.” His smirk falters slightly. He clearly expected me to be attempting to pick him up.

    Eurgh.

    The woman he was conversing with is behind him, obviously not as self-assured as the cretin before me. It’s clear she’s with him, so I move to address her directly, mainly to spite the man who is so clearly trying to dismiss her. Eric follows my gaze and understands.

    “This is Tina Kennard. My..” His lip curls at the edges slightly, as though the next word is a chore for him to admit. He recovers by licking his lips and smiling quickly. “My fiancé.”

    I nod at him and revert my eyes back to the woman who is just stepping into view. Her hand is outstretched but I’ve stopped dead, she’s looking into my eyes.

    Holy fuck. Wow.

    I realise I’m sat there like an idiot but I can’t help it. There’s a vision in front of me that removes my capability to breathe. I can’t tear my eyes from her face; Her eyes are so beautiful. I lean forward, because I swear they’re beckoning me.

    Shit, Porter. Shake her goddamn hand!

    My hands fumble for the contact and I have to gulp to restraint the gasp that her touch evoked. It’s like I’ve just been brought to life. Her smile is faint but bright and she although she seems genuinely happy, I can see a deep sadness in her face.

    There’s something about her that makes me want to cry. I want to take her in my arms and caress her soft cheeks until the worry and grief is no longer there. She seems to glow slightly, though her manner suggests nothing but modesty. She’s like an angel.

    There’s something about the way she’s looking at me. The way she’s rolling the words “Nice to meet you.” There’s something about the way her mouth seems to move in slow motion as I watch. And back up to her eyes, oh god, I could stay here forever. In this very spot, before all of these people. In front of her fiancé.

    Fiance. Reel it in, Bette.

    Dropping my gaze to a spot just above her shoulder, I manage to sound relatively unscathed as I return the greeting “Nice to meet you too.” Not looking at her seems easiest. If I see her face again, I’m not sure I can trust myself to pass off the opportunity of taking her home.

    Home. Where Alice is. Oh, shit.

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    1. YAY! Bette amd Tina met each other! :D It was about time! Just kidding! Alice needs Dana not Bette! xDGreat chapter and excited to see Tina`s POV about Bette! Congrazt for the storyPlease post more soon

    6. Its crazy how meeting someone will stop you in your tracks at times…even the most ferocious lions can be turned into kittens and Bette proves that. PPS

    9. I must take issue with your disclaimer: the writing of this instalment is very good indeed. If Tina’s response to their first meeting is anywhere near as intense as Bette’s, then the brutish Eric should be out of the picture in record time. Bring it on!

    11. Of course Bette is mesmerized by Tina, who wouldn’t be! Now Bette just needs to use her dazzeling smile and charm to lure the beautiful Ms. Kennard away from that Ass Eric. PPS!!

    15. Eric is so not a nice person. He deserves to be by himself. It seems that Bette has been stricken by the same emotions as the little boy was in the picture. Just by looking into Tina’s face and eyes Bette loses herself in Tina. Alice at home but Tina is Bette’s home.

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