Not only her thoughts, but her dreams as well had been clouded with visions of the beautiful blond seductress. Thankfully, she had a wonderful memory, and Tina’s long, lithe body was studied in the number of seconds she had seen her just the other day.

Straightening her posture, Bette made sure to lock her car door before walking up to the suburban house. She had decided to see the woman by herself this time for a reason other than desire. She knew Tina would speak more openly with her than if more from her team had accompanied her over, and she also felt terrible for her performance during the so-called interview. This wasn’t anything like her, as she was always straight facts and emotionless conversation. Something about her inability to speak normally with this woman was bothering her, and she needed to put in a better effort this time around. She anxiously walked up, sunglasses situated comfortably on her nose, and hands balled up at her sides.

By the time she had made her way up onto the porch, took a moment to relax herself, and opened her eyes, Tina was standing before her.

"Bette." Tina smiled, leaning slightly against the door frame. She kept eye contact, even through the brunette’s trendy sunglasses.

Bette was thrown off-guard by Tina’s ability to surprise her, but she tried to conceal it. She said nothing at first – she just stared back into the woman’s piercing eyes. "Uh … Lady Christina." She tried not to smile.

"Come in."

Stepping in with some amount of caution, Bette stood in the foyer and took her sunglasses off, tucking them into the front of her shirt. She looked around for only a moment before a voice distracted her.

"You’re here to further interrogate me," Tina observed, crossing her arms very softly, and a small smile playing across her lips.

"Question you," Bette corrected her, her heart skipping a beat when the blond took a step toward her. She tried to ignore it.

"Alright, that’s fair," Tina said, almost in a whisper, enjoying the lack of composure Bette shared with her. "I’ll just make some tea quickly, but I’ll show you onto the patio first."

Bette nodded and followed her out, raising a brow at the sway of the woman’s hips. She couldn’t help lingering back a few steps to appreciate the view. This was no regular occurence for the brunette, but she couldn’t seem to help herself.