"I think we know who needs who Monica baby"

She looked at him with such need in her eyes it drove her mad. She didn’t know why she loved Eric because he was such an asshole but she couldn’t deny it.

The light turned green and Eric focused back on the road with a smile. Monica’s voice turned his smile into a frown.

"I just don’t understand why you want to ruin this woman’s life. I mean . . . she has a girlfriend who clearly cares about her-"

"Tina does not fucking care about her!" Eric cut her off and yelled with a force that shook Monica to her core, "Don’t ever fucking say that or I swear to God I’ll throw you out of this damn car!"

Monica just looked at him wide eyed and nodded, "I-I’m sorry"

A few moments of silence passed and Eric sighed once again trying to turn the tables, "I’m sorry. Its just . . . Bette’s not a good person like you think she is. She messed up something for me so I think she deserves to feel what that’s like. Don’t you think baby?"

Eric pulled over and turned to gently stroke Monica’s cheek, always the manipulator. Monica looked at him with so much love in her eyes. Oh yes, this one was clearly blinded.

She nodded slowly though there was a thought in the back of her head telling her there was something wrong about all this. Either way, she forced a small smile.

"You’re right baby"

*****

"Bette, there’s a woman here to see you"

Bette looked up from her work at the intercom, contemplating who the woman was. She then thought back to her little adventure with Tina in the storage closet and assumed the blonde wanted more. The thought alone was enough to excite her, as soon as they finished Bette had immediately wanted more of Tina.

She eagerly leaned forward on her desk to press the button on her intercom, "Thanks James, send her in"