“Don’t, please. Don’t go. I have been trying to find you all night.”

“Tina, it’s for the best. I know you aren’t available, so what is the point.”

“So what… we can’t be friends, we can’t have coffee together, we can’t anything because I am not free to what Bette, to fuck you? Is that why you want to leave because you can’t fuck me?”

Bette was at a loss for words. The only thing she could do was stare open mouthed at Tina. Then she felt the anger start to warm her.

“You don’t know me. You know nothing about me, so don’t presume to think I want to fuck you.”

“Then what is it you want?”

“I want you to leave me alone. I was fine…I was doing just fine until I met you.”

“Oh you think so, so all the rumours about you are true then? All the talk about the conquests every night, it’s all true? Well that doesn’t seem like someone who is doing fine to me, it sounds like some one who is hiding and running from something.”

“Oh what do you know? You can’t even…stand on your own feet half the time; this is the second time I have picked you up off the ground.” Bette struggled to keep her temper, and her desire under control.

“Oh, yeah, I never thanked for that, for dropping me to the floor like a lead balloon. Thanks.” The sarcasm was full on coming from Tina.

“You know what; I am just going to leave. Go find your little girlfriend I’m sure she will dance with you without knocking you to the floor.” Bette turned away and tried to tug the hand Tina was still holding away from her grasp.

“Bette!” Tina tightened the hold, not letting her go.

“What!” Bette whipped back around toward Tina.

Tina let go of her hand, and grabbed Bette’s face in her hands. She pushed her fingers behind Bette’s ears to stop the brunette from pulling away, and then she pulled Bette towards her until her mouth was on Bette’s.  Tina’s mouth was all over her. She sucked and licked and probed Bette’s mouth with her tongue.

Bette went absolutely still when she felt Tina’s lips on her. The loud thump of the music was nothing compared to the furious beats of her heart. When she felt Tina’s tongue on her lips, a moan escaped from them audible enough over the music for Tina to hear. She stood hands at her side, and let Tina kiss her with everything she had. Then the desire took over, and she had her hands in Tina’s hair, running them down her muscled back, and over the rise of her cheeks.  She pushed her tongue into Tina’s mouth, tasting the sweetness the blonde offered her. It was almost too much, too much want, too much need, too much feeling.

Bette pulled away gasping for air. She looked into the hooded hazel eyes of the woman in her arms.

“Oh fuck, Tina what are you doing to me? Why are you doing this?”

“Tell me you don’t want this Bette. Tell me you haven’t thought about me all week. Tell me.”

“I can’t. I can’t tell you that because it’s not true.”

“Can we go somewhere and talk, please?”

Bette nodded and they went outside into the warm California night. They leaned against the railings that adorned the outside of the Hit Club.

“So…what about your girlfriend?”

“I don’t have a girlfriend. I’ve never had a girlfriend. At least not yet anyway.”

“Who was the girl at the Café on Sunday that was all over you, claiming you?”

“That was my best friend Shane. She thought she was protecting me from you.”

“Why would she think you needed protecting?”

tbc?