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    Fire and Ice Chapter 25

    Tina’s heart flooded with warmth.  Bette somehow knew exactly what Tina needed, and as much as it scared her, it ultimately mystified and delighted her to no end. 

    "Okay…" Tina began hesitantly.  She decidedly slid herself forward off the leather seat, her knees softly supporting her beside the bar tray. 

    The golden foil shimmered atop a small bucket of softly melted ice.  Tina wrapped her hand around the neck of the elegant bottle and slowly pulled it from the chiller.  Her heart stopped when she saw the label…it was the same champagne that her and Bette had opened in the brunette’s office earlier that evening…

    Tina, her heart now resuming a rich beat, craddled the bottle in her hands, letting it roll softy side to side as she stared deeply down at the label…Bette’s silent reminder of what they had just shared together.  The desire to be with Bette at that moment rushed through her feverishly.  Without even saying a word, Bette had gently made her presence known and her connection to Tina that much more special. 

    Tina replaced herself back on the leather seat, simply staring at the bottle for awhile.

    "Ms. Tina?" Louie suddenly called.

    "Yes, Louie…and please, it’s just Tina…" Tina began without looking up from the bottle.

    "You mind if I crank up some music here….you don’t mind a litte chill soul do ‘ya?" Louie’s voice hopeful. 

    "Sure, I don’t mind at all…" Tina replied as she began to tear the foil from the tightly bound cork. 

    Louie hit a couple of buttons before turning the volume up.  The first chords nearly broke Tina’s heart in two as it was so beautiful…so longing…so conflicted.

    As the lyrics flooded the car, Tina couldn’t help but cling to each one of them.  It’s as if her own story were being told….

    I’m not the sort of person… who falls…in and quickly out of love

    But to you I gave my affection right from the start…

    I have a lover…who loves me…how could I break such a heart

    Yet still you gained my attention…

    Tina’s body remained motionless as she allowed herself to be further poured into the song, only her chest rising and falling rhythmicly with the deeply personal lyrics…

    I need to see you…I need to hold you…. tightly

    Tina closed her eyes, pulling the bottle into her chest.

    Feeling guilty…And I’m worried…and I’m waking from a tormented sleep…’cause this old love has me bound…but this new love cuts so deep……..i need you baby

    A small tear escaped Tina’s eye as the powerful song hit home.  She bit her lip, staring out the window to hide her face from Louie’s review. 

    Once the song finally closed, Tina wiped her cheeks, conjuring herself to regain perspective.  Still, the connection she felt to Bette flooded her muscles, her body desperately wanting to be near the brunette’s once again…

    She returned her attention to the bottle and popped the cork with skill, a trait she had picked up long ago waiting tables while attending undergrad in New York.  She smiled suddenly, remembering her resistance to jump in while Bette graciously fumbled with the cork in her office.  Tina had loved watching the honey skinned hands gently willing the stubborn cork to release the bubbling contents…and she just couldn’t let herself be of assitance in that moment. 

    The twin bottle now in her own hand, Tina slowly drank directly from the bottle, the need for a glass somehow ridiculous at this point.  Afterall, it had been a helluva night so far…

     

     

    tbc

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    Comments

    1. Wow, I think I need a drink of that champagne. These two don’t even have to be in the same place and you can still feel the heat between them. You are doing such a great job with this story Fire…see you tomorrow!

    2. I’m with Bailey…Maybe the bubbly will loosen Tina up a little and she’ll ask Louie to take her to Bette’s house or at least back to the gallery. Still loving this incredibly romantic tale. Thanks!!

    3. Louie definitely needs to occupy Tina for a few hours – until Bette can join her. Or maybe just a drive to Bette’s house… This is so GOOD. I can’t wait to see where you take the story next…

    4. just what tina needs to relax a bit some bubbly and music… she should just drive around a while, maybe she’ll fall asleep and louie will go get bette and take them back to bette’s house!! :)PPS

    5. loooove that song (can’t decide tho which version i like best… Joan Armatrading’s or Melissa Etheridge’s) mmmmm, Bette’s house… *that’d be good* ;) btw: loved how you depicted Louie! and how you connected the chaps and filled some gaps… thanks! ps: get well soon!

    6. so sorry you are sick……but on the selfish side I was hoping for about 5 more pages…this story is keeping me on hooked. Maybe I need a bottle.

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