"Wow," Jenny said.

"Can she be any more perfect?" Helena laughed.

"I think she’s just what you need Tina," Dylan smiled.

"So how do I get her to make a move?" Tina said.

"Drive her crazy," Jenny said.

"Seduce her, make her want you so bad," Helena said.

"If you do it everyday, constantly, eventually she’ll break and make you hers," Dylan said.

"That’s the plan," Tina laughed, "so everyday, turn her on like crazy and eventually she will make a move?"

"Right!"

"Alright," Tina smirked, "Bette Porter, you’re going down."

……………………………………….

September 30, 2011
Orange County, California

Bette adjusted her blue dickies and blue fire station T-shirt. She tucked the uniform in and tightened the buckle. She was glad to be back at work again, not only because she had made a full recovery, but also because Tina had been driving her utterly insane.

She would wear little short shorts and not bother to use big towels when walking out of the shower. Then watching her put Danny to bed bending over the bed with those black little shorts, she felt like she was burning alive.

"Excited?" Tina’s voice startled her out of her thoughts.

Bette nearly jumped out of her skin. Could Tina sense her desire? Could she smell the arousal on her or something?

Tina smirked and said, "excited to go back work?"

"Oh!" Bette laughed, "yes, super excited."

"Oh the front part of your shirt is hanging out," Tina giggled.

Bette moved her hands down to fix it but Tina pushed them away.

"Here let me," Tina purred seductively pushing the T-shirt into the front of her pants. Bette was throbbing.

Tina’s hands were in such close proximity to her center, Bette started pushing her hips away, sweat starting to trickle down her forehead.

Tina smirked and pulled the waistband toward her then let it snap back in place. She patted Bette’s hard abs then stepped in closer to her.

She pretended to wipe dirt off her shoulders and said, "be careful."

"Uh, y-you t-too," Bette stammered gulping audibly. Tina smirked at her work and watched her leave.

The moment Bette closed the door on her way out Tina ran into the bathroom, "ahhh! Cold shower!"

Bette, on the other hand, had decided that a nice drive with the windows down would cool her hormones. It did in some way, but she still looked utterly frustrated when she arrived at the station.

"Welcome back Porter," Tasha greeted her with a smile.

Bette smirked at her and said, "someone is getting some."

"No!" Tasha laughed, "not yet anyways."

"Ooo!" Bette teased, "who’s the lucky lady?"

Tasha sighed and said, "you won’t kill me?"

"Kill you? Why would I do that? Are you a petofile?" Bette said pointing a finger directly at Tasha’s face.

Tasha gave a ‘fuck you’ look then said, "no, it’s a friend of yours."

"If it’s Shane or Carmen, that’s just wrong!" Bette laughed, "but I won’t kill you!"

"No!" Tasha laughed punching Bette’s arm, "it’s Alice."

"Alice? Seriously?"

"Are you mad?"

"Mad?" Bette repeated, "no! Or course not! Poor Al has been alone since Dana’s death and I think you would be the perfect person for Alice."

"You think so?" Tasha smiled bashfully.

"Wow, you really like her don’t you?" Bette smiled.

"Like who?" Shane said stepping into the conversation.

"Alice," Bette said.

"Oh, yeah I could tell you two had a connection when you saved Mandy from the Philly Arsonist’s attack," Shane said.

"Is that when you started dating?" Bette asked.

"She asked me out," Tasha smiled.

"She did?" Shane chuckled, "way to go Alice!"

"Speaking of asking out…" Bette trailed off.

"The great Porter asking for advice?" Shane teased.

"I never thought I’d see the day," Tasha chirped.

"Who’s the lucky lady?" Shane asked.

"Tina," Bette said.

"The woman you saved?" Tasha said.

"She’s very pretty," Shane smiled.

"And she’s driving me insane," Bette cried, "she’s so damn sexy and she teases me on purpose, I know it!"

"That just says she likes you, that’s good for you," Tasha grinned.

"You’ve never had a problem with women before, just ask her out," Shane said.

"It’s not that I’m scared or anything," Bette said, "it’s just that I saved her life, I don’t want her to think that she owes me anything."

"Oh so you don’t want her to go on a date with you out of appreciation," Tasha said.

"Hmm," Shane said rubbing her chin, "I got it! I’ll take Carmen, Tasha bring Alice, and you bring Tina, we’ll all go out dancing!"