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    Fire and Ice Chapter 10

    Story written on April 26, 2008 by firestarter.
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    best laid plans…

    "One condition, Porter" Alice began, smirking and situating herself for the juicy details.

    "Speak" Bette sighed, knowing Alice was not falling for any of this.

    "You tell me what the hell is up with you…pronto."

    Bette released a loud breath and buried her eyes into her palm.

    "Porter…come on…" Alice pushed gently.

    "Fine…fine….I need a bait date." Bette readied herself for the attack.

    "No you didn’t!!!!" Alice’s voice bounced through the line.  "Who is she???!!!…Do I know her??  Oh please don’t say it’s that Charlotte chick from the valley because frankly Bette, she is definately not your…"  Alice was now speaking a mile a minute, despite her looming hangover. 

    "Alice…Alice…Stop.  It’s not Charlotte."

    "Oh." Alice sat up straighter, anxious to hear the name of the woman who had turned the ice queen into a puddle of warm water.

    Bette paused, took a deep resounding breath and braced herself.

    "It’s Tina Kennard…"

    "WAAAAAAIT A MINUTE BETTE.  She, TINA is straight…as a board…as a jacket…as…"

    "I’m aware of that Alice…" Bette admitted.  "But there’s just something…something about the way we look at each other…and the way she looks at me is definately NOT straight. I have to find out.."

    The phone line became silent on both ends.

    "Please Alice.  I am begging you here…be my bait date?"

    Alice shook her head, half in amusement, half in disbelief.

    "So, let me get this straight…sorry, bad choice of words…anyway, you want ME to help you make Tina…jealous?  Am I hearing that loud and clear??  She has a boyfriend, right?  A boyfriend that happens to be a friend of yours Bette…"

    "I wouldn’t say friend…I’d say more of an aquaintance really…" Bette interjected for self preservation.  She already felt guilty enough.  Did Alice really have to rub it in so deep?

    "Anyway…" Alice continued, unaffected by Bette’s attempt to salvage her morals.  "I knew it…I fucking knew it!  I told you, remember…I was on to you…like white on rice, Bette.  You know I’m good."  Alice couldn’t help but laugh at how predictable the brunette was when she set her sights on somebody.  Alice knew the moves all too well.

    Bette dipped her head lower, staring solemly down at her desk.  Alice was beginning to give her a migraine.

    "What the fuck am I doing…?" She started, disarray in her voice.  "I…I just can’t get her out of my mind…I am really in uncharted territory here, Alice.  I need you, as a friend…"

    "Fine.  If it means that much to you…" Alice suddenly felt for Bette.

    "It does, Alice.  It really does."

    "Wow, Bette." Alice began teasingly.  "You big softy."

    "Easy Alice…" Bette was growing weary of Alice’s taunting.

    "No, no…I’m just glad to hear you had it in ya…" Alice chirpped.

    "Had what in me, exactly?" Bette pressed.

    "You know…a tender side…I always knew you would meet a woman someday who would knock you on your ass…too bad she happens to be, you know…straight."

    "Uhh, Alice, please don’t remind me…I just need to assess the situation, and if I determine that it is hopeless, then I will gracefully move on, okay?  No one gets hurt.  But I have to know…"  Bette stopped, considering the possibilites.

    "Hey Bette….what if she takes the bait?"  Alice asked sedately.

    Bette felt her heart fly up into her chest.  What if Tina felt the same way Bette was feeling? 

    "And what then about Eric?" Alice added softly.

    "I can’t think about that right now…" Bette felt guilt wash over her again.

    "Sooo…I do get dinner out of this, yes?" Alice asked, trying to lighten the load she was sure Bette was feeling.

    "Alice, you kill me.  You know that?  Just be dressed to kill on Friday night.  Meet me at the gallery at eight…"

    "What?  You’re not even gonna pick me up?  What a lousy date you are…" Alice said in jest.

    "Eight o’clock…Friday.  Don’t be late"  Bette was done with the conversation.  She had to think…

    "Alright alright alright…."

    "And Alice…"

    "Bette."

    "Thank you…"

    "You owe me, Porter.  Big time"

     

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    Comments

    1. I just got to love Alice! It’s like her mouth has a mind of its own – she just won’t stop digging until she finds something. I can’t wait for that dinner so please post real soon.

    5. I absolutely love that you’re soooooo slow. I think that a story is much more worth it when it’s full of details to give you sort of a path to catch the intentions or the personality of the characters (and I kinda miss it around here). I love the way you write them, love the way you seemed to understand them and create situations we have no difficulty in seeing them in. I mean, we can see Bette speaking those things and Alice beeing sooooo… Alice. You’re one of the best writers here and I am very thankful of you for writing such a nice story. Keep it going.(Sorry for my poor english, but be aware I only registered here to leave you this comment. Hope it encouraged you, for you’re too precious to stop writing).

    11. Love it, love it, love it. This is gonna be s much fun and Bette is gonna be in so much trouble. Can hadrly wait for the next chapter. Poor Eric, he is toast. PPS

    13. Alice is a good noisy friend, she is cute, poor Bette she is completely in an uncharted territory as she said, I hope the dinner party won’t turn out to be something disappointing and unexpected. Post soon and it’s indeed frustrating to have to wait that long to find out what will happen between them but I know it’s going to be worth the wait. Love

    19. Alice cracks me up, and endless questioning drives me nuts but that what makes her a good reporter to get the scoop!,lol…bet tina will be dressed to kill as well… :) PPS

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