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Bette held his mistrustful gaze. ”Actually, I don’t. It’s pretty much believable to me because it’s true.”
”What does she do for a living?”
”She’s a production accountant.”
Franklin shook his head with mock incredulousness. ”She must be dirty rich, is she?”
Bette shrugged with mild nonchalance. ”Her finances are none of my business, so I’m afraid that I have no accurate answer to your question.”
After a moment of contemplation, Franklin leaned forward, placing his hands on top of the table in a businesslike manner. He watched his parolee through the narrowed eyes, his mouth twisted in an unpleasant smirk. ”We’ll see about how clean she is. Those Hollywood folks usually have lots of skeletons in their closets…”
Tina studied Bette as her girlfriend got in the passenger seat and remained silent while staring straight ahead. Tina could see the strain etched on Bette’s face, the tension in her shoulders.
”How did it go?” the blonde wondered in a gentle tone.
Bette let out some breath. ”As usual,” she said and glanced at Tina before turning her gaze back toward the windshield. ”My PO is an asshole, as usual.”
”Does he always get you so worked up?”
”More often than not,” Bette replied. ”Today I told him about you. He didn’t like the idea of us being together.”
Tina felt the draw of anxiety building in her. ”Is he going to keep you from seeing me?”
”No,” Bette shook her head, becoming pensive for a moment. ”Not yet.”
”But he can, right?”
Tina turned away and pursed her lips. ”But…why? Because I’m someone from your past?” she tried to understand as she looked at Bette.
”He doesn’t believe that someone like you is fine being in a relationship with someone like me.”
Tina scoffed and turned the key in the ignition. ”Asshole,” she grumbled and maneuvered the car into the traffic. ”He is not going to keep you away from me. He has nothing against me.”
Suddenly, Bette felt like smiling. The memory of the distressing meeting with her PO grew faint, the tension evaporated from her body and she just felt in love. She reached up to brush Tina’s blond hair back, tucking a silky lock behind Tina’s ear as she watched her lovingly.