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Forged in Fire: Chapter 1
Bette couldn’t look away from Tina’s toned legs. Her girlfriend was wearing 4-inch pumps and a black, mid-thigh length dress that billowed when she walked. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, a few curly tendrils falling down, framing her face. She’d wanted to evoke power and authority, choosing a dark red lipstick and painting her short nails in a matching shade of polish. She wore a headset as she paced across the floor of her office, her eyes set in determination, her manicured brows knitted as she focused on the director’s words.
Bette had decided to take a break from work. The day had been filled with operational details concerning the premiere of Carmen De La Pica Morales’ show at The Porter Gallery. It had been moved from a spring to a summery debut. In the middle of a planning session with James and her assistant, Maxwell, she’d realized that James was more than capable of handling things. After all, he was now a partner at the gallery with his own level of autonomy and operational control. It was time to start loosening her tether on him. Time to let James begin to fly on his own.
She’d parked her car, a new Firenze Red, 2021 Jaguar F-Type Coupe, on the lot of Chaikentown Productions and walked into the production offices. Tina’s secretary had given her a big smile and ushered her to her girlfriend’s office. And that is where Bette stood, in the doorway, patiently watching her bold and brilliant lover, the dark brown eyes swimming with pride.
“Marcus, I don’t care what Abraham promised you. He’s lying through his fucking teeth! You know me. You know me well enough to know that I never play games. I have always been 100% transparent with you – – -,” said Tina, pausing as the director began speaking.
Bette moved quietly in her sneakers, closing the office door behind her. She was dressed down in loose-fitting tan capris and a long-sleeved shirt; her dark curly hair loose and hanging down. She held a cup of takeout coffee from The Planet in one hand, and a small takeaway bag in the other, waiting for the right moment to surprise the love of her life.