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    Fire and Ice Chapter 17

    "Let’s please just talk about this later…" she offered, her eyes pleading.

    Eric loosened his stance, yet frustration still taking residence among his facial muscles.  He motioned to the bartender while digging for his billfold. 

    "Can I get a glass of Merlot, please?" Eric called, aggrevated that no one had approached him yet. 

    Tina turned and rested her back against the bar.  Her eyes glided through the crowd, purposefully searching out the brunette. 

    Her legs were beginning to feel heavy from the quick consumption of alcohol.  She knew a third cocktail would demolish her inhibitions completely…she was certain that if left unguarded, what resistance she did have to Bette would disappear fully.

    Suddenly, Tina’s eyes found the brunette moving slowly through the crowd.  Her heart quickened as she watched Bette’s long legs sway gracefully around clusters of people.

    Tina reddened as she realized she had been busted…once she had removed her eyes from Bette’s legs, she found the brunette staring at her as she progressed through the crowd. 

    Bette smiled discretly through the corner of her mouth as she finally reached her destination.  She mounted the platform, microphone in hand.

    "Excuse me…"Bette began into the overamped microphone.  She cringed and blushed slightly as she adjusted the squeaking away.

    Tina couldn’t believe how cute Bette looked at that instant.  She laughed out with adoration. 

    A painful round of ‘ahhhhs’ came from the crowd as they tried to compensate for the rude noise.

    Bette sheepishly laughed into the restored microphone.

    "Well, now that I have your undivided attention…" Bette recovered graciously.

    The crowd produced an amused laugh and granted the brunette center stage with their silence.

    "I’d like to thank each and every one of you for coming tonight…your uncompromising support has been tremendous, and without it, tonight would not be a possibility."Bette raised her glass to the crowd and was met by a steady stream of applause.

    Bette stole a glance at Tina, who was intently watching her with an inticing smile across her face.

    Bette waited for the applause to subside before continuing on.

    "We will be hearing from the artist himself directly following dinner…until then, please enjoy the open bar…we will be convening for dinner in half an hour.  Thank you again, and welcome." Bette smiled widely into the crowd, sneeking a special look in just for Tina.  The crowd adorned her with another round of applause.

    Bette handed the microphone to Marcus who was standing close by, ready to serve.  She carefully dropped her stilletos to the gallery floor, taking Tina into her eyes once more.

    Tina felt herself liquify under the warmth of Bette’s tender gaze.  She knew that Bette was inviting her out, giving her a specific time limit in which to cross paths with her again…

    She had thirty minutes before being confined to a chair next to Eric for the rest of the evening…

    "I think I’m going to walk around a bit for dinner…peek at the exhibit" Tina initiated, straightening herself against the bar. 

    "Ooookay…" Eric’s perplexed reply fell on deaf ears.

    "I’ll catch up with you at the table…" Tina was already walking away. 

     

     

     

     

     

    TBC

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    Comments

    1. Poor Eric is toast. Tina needs to tell him just what Bailey said, “he is meant to be someone’s mate, just not hers. And she is very sorry.” ‘nuf said. PPS

    2. Another home run Fire! Now they’re going to move from just stares across a room to perhaps actually talking with one another. I can hardly wait for your next update!

    3. Ok maybe Eric isn’t a complete bad guy and Tina is being a bit deceitful. However, dragging Tina through the room without asking her if she would like to go get a drink was completely disrespectful. I look forward to what happens next.

    4. love the way you “set the scene”….i feel like a happy little fly on the wall ;) i think i’ll buzz on over to hmmm, let’s say bette’s office??? – can’t wait to see what’s next, PPS

    5. i feel sorry for eric… and tina does need to tell him its over… maybe another woman walking by will catch his attention and she will catch his… and sparks may fly… PPS

    6. Bette and Tina searching for one another…I thinking some heavy kissing might occur! and please Tina just tell Eric the truth so you can lose him and his man handling ways! PPS

    7. I have to say this is one of the best TiBette beginnings I’ve read in a while. You have me checking my computer way too often for updates!! Thank you!

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