“It’s okay if Tina doesn’t like art.” She gave Tina’s hand a light squeeze. “It’s okay that she doesn’t know how much art can affect her YET.” She looked to Tina. Bette had told her that one day, she was going to change her mind. One day Tina Kennard was going to love art, she had promised her.

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Bette slammed her car door shut and quickly walked around to the passenger’s side as fast as her stilettos would allow her to.

“May I?” Bette offered her hand out to Tina who was smiling up at her from the passenger side seat.

 Bette was so well mannered, a gentle-woman.  Tina felt like a princess whenever she was around her. As she should be, Bette was raised to be well mannered by good old’ Melvin.

Tina stood with her hands on her hips and frown across her face at the bottom of a building that appeared to be an art exhibit. She wore a gold sequined skirt, a thin black sweater along with black leather pumps.

She looked up and read a white banner across the top “The Scarlett Exhibit.” Indeed Bette had taken her to an art exhibit. Tina turned to Bette.

 “Bette, please tell me you just did not bring me to an art exhibit?”

Bette was too busy ogling Tina from behind her. She looked so gorgeous in that skirt and her top….

“Bette?” Tina caught her watching. She couldn’t help but to let out a small smile. Bette looked so sexy. She wore a black ruffled cardigan along with sleek white top inside. Of course, she wore her signature fitted black pants with those very sexy stilettos of hers that Tina loved on her.

 Tina learned quickly, when Bette had her mind set on something, well she couldn’t be moved. This is probably why they were standing in front of the Scarlett Exhibit.

“Bette!” Tina whined and jumped lightly off the floor in her pumps, letting Bette know she wasn’t amused. 

Bette knew she disliked the arts and wasn’t interested in the arts at all. If Bette thought this was a great place for a date, then she was wrong. Tina crossed her arms against her chest.