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Bette leaned towards the blonde and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. She then smiled. ”I’m fine, Tee.”
They were standing in line at the cash register when in the window Bette caught a sight of a black SUV parked at the far end of the store’s parking lot. Her anxious glance flitted to different spots of the parking lot as if searching for any more suspicious signs. Tiny beads of sweat started forming on her forehead as her anxiety grew with each passing second. She could feel it – somebody was watching her, following her every move. She could feel someone standing behind her, felt the threatening heat of someone’s body, felt someone breathing against her neck. An overbearing feeling of danger swept over her and she swallowed hard.
A hand touched her from behind. Like a flash, Bette spun around and shoved the person violently away, so that the man fell against the racks. Items from the shelves scattered across the floor along with the man’s basket and it’s contents. People started to fuss around, speaking loudly and calling Bette names. Tina dashed to help the man, looking very worried and upset. Bette stood as if rooted to the spot, her eyes wide and her mind reeling with shock at her own actions. She turned her head back toward the window, but the black SUV was gone. Closing her eyes, Bette breathed a long, deep sigh, feeling like she could absolutely burst with frustration and shame.
”Ma’am, you must leave now,” the store’s security guard said to her.
Bette threw one last remorseful glance at the poor man, who was shouting at her, threatening her with a lawsuit while Tina tried to calm him down by apologies and sweet talk. The brunette hurried outside and strode over to Tina’s car. Waiting, she propped her elbows against the car roof and held her head in her hands, hating herself for what she had just done.
Several minutes later, Tina came walking out of the store without any purchase. She stopped once she reached her car and stared at Bette with worry and sadness.
Locking eyes with the blonde, Bette was unable to find words and explain herself.
”When we come home, I hope you will talk to me,” Tina said in a gentle, but firm voice and got in the car.