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Guilty Conscience
Joyce nods and smiles. “Very much so…it really gives me the fuzzies all over when I hear those words come out of a client’s mouth….” She then stands up taller and adjusts her suit jacket. “I’ll be in touch…. I would tell you to dress for the occasion for court, but…” She motions towards Bette’s tailor-made wine-colored pantsuit and smiles at her expensive heels. “I think you have that covered…” She winks at Bette before she turns and walks out of the office.
Bette watches Joyce leave the office. She then tosses her keys back into her desk drawer and slams the drawer shut. “Fuck!”
***
Porter household….
Later that evening, Bette leans against the counter, one heel hooked behind the other, a crystal glass of ruby-red wine balanced in her fingers. Steam coils from the pot where Tina drops in twisting strands of pasta, the stove’s blue flame flickering beneath.
“It’s fucking bullshit,” Bette mutters, turning to watch the kids playing on the living-room rug, their laughter echoing off the walls.
Tina sighs and shakes her head. “I knew she was vindictive, but I really didn’t think she would actually go through with that ridiculous threat? What the hell is wrong with her?”
Bette brings the glass to her lips, savoring the tannins. “I don’t know…I just want this over with. I gave Joyce the go-ahead and fucking end her all the guardrails are off now….”
Tina looks at Bette and gently smiles. “Good ….” She then gulps as she leans over and gives her a short but loving kiss.
Bette frowns when Tina pulls away too fast and reaches for her waist. “Hey….”
“Uh-huh?” Tina says, not turning back.
“You okay?” Bette asks, thumb grazing Tina’s hip as she senses tension.
Tina glances over her shoulder, forcing a nod. “Of course. And I should be asking you that.” She leans in for another quick peck.
“T—” Bette begins, but Tina moves closer, her forehead resting against Bette’s temple.
“Bette, I’m fine.” Tina’s voice trembles, though she tries to steady it. “Just… insulted, she calls me an abandoner.”
Bette rolls her eyes and exhales sharply. “Who gives a shit? She’s bitter. Fuck her.”
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Well said Carmen, what a bitch
Does Michelle really think she will make a chance in the court. Bitch.
Love how Bette calms Tina and shows her unconditional love.
Thank you so much for the update!