Seating on the couch at her office, Bette Porter closed her eyes replaying again the early events in the morning, when she kissed Tina Kennard. It wasn’t the first time, not even the hundredth time she suddenly kissed a woman and certainly it wouldn’t be the last one either, but it was the first one she had kissed a client’s woman. She couldn’t understand why she had violated two strong rules for her, first, not disrespect committed relationships and last but not least, not mix business and pleasure. Yes, pleasure was a good word to define what she had felt with that kiss. Just one soft, short and tender kiss. She couldn’t understand why that kiss, better, not the kiss per se but the deep feeling of satisfaction that the kiss evoked in her, was keeping her mind so busy. Okay, Tina Kennard was an attractive woman, an interesting person and she had a good time the night before while she was being attentive with the girl. Everything in the best interest of the gallery. Erick Summers was a good client. She had been a little, just a little flirtatious the night before, but that was part of the Porter charm, it didn’t mean anything special. So why the kiss? It was just a moment of weakness? And if so, why was she still thinking about that instead of the good outcomes of the opening and dinner? “What in the ***** is wrong with you, Porter?”

“Do you want the short answer or do you have time for a most detailed analyses?”

Bette was startled of her reverie by the words of her friend, Alice. She slowly got up and walked until her desk, where she seated on her chair and with a movement of her hand invited her friend to seat in the chair across hers.

“I thought I was alone. Don’t bother in answer. And how is that that everytime you can come in unnoticed?”

Alice didn’t answered immediately. She closed the door and took her seat.  She has her best sarcastic smile when she replied.

“Kelly knows I’m always welcome. Aren’t I?”

“Or she just rather you disturbing my day than hers.”

“Whatever What big day is yours than you was rambling with yourself. What’s up?”

“I was thinking about Tina Kennard. The girlfriend of my client Erick Summers, remember?”

“How could I forget. You gave them a lot of attention last night, specially her. Did she came to get her earring back ?”

“Yeah This morning.”

“And”

“we talked a few minutes, some pleasantries. And I kissed her.”

“Oh, stud. You can’t let even an straight girl untouched!”

“It just happened. And it was so gentle and short. And then she left, without a word, without look back. But she didn’t seem offended, maybe surprised, but not offended.”

“And now, what will you do about that?”

“I will apologize, I asked Kelly to locate her in Alphaville. And then I will contact Erick and schedule a dinner meeting. I need to see her again. And you are going with me. So he will have no excuse to not bring her to the dinner.”

Alice couldn’t help to laugh. Bette Potter couldn’t take a rejection.

“And what do I win, being your date and your accomplice on this plan?”

“Be nice and you can have Erick. It must have a reason for you were born a dirt bissexual, huh?”