“Well; if you’re not doing anything; I would love to see it. We could go to my place?”

“Yeah; that’d be great. I don’t have anything planned for today.”

“Great.”

     Bette stood up; then held her hand out for Tina and helped her up. Tina gathered all of her belongings while Bette folded up her blanket. “I don’t live too far away form here.”

~~~~~

            It had only taken less than fifteen minutes to get from Central Park to Bette’s apartment. They walked up to the third floor. Bette rummaged through her bag looking for her keys. “Ah ha!” She pulled them out and unlocked the door. She walked in and turned on a light; Tina walked in after her.

“Wow; you’re apartments beautiful.”

“Thanks.”

Tina walked into the living room. She noticed various water colors hanging up on the walls along with other works of art.

“These paintings are beautiful.”

“My mother did the water colors.”

“Oh wow; do you paint as well?”

Bette placed her things into a closet and joined Tina in the living room.

“I used to when I was younger. I could never get them to look as good as hers though. I guess I’m more of an admirer of art than an actual artist.”

“I’m sure there great.”

Bette laughed; “Well maybe I’ll show them to you sometime.”

            Tina continued to look around at the paintings and photos Bette had hanging up around the apartment. “Do you want anything to drink?” Bette asked. “I have water; tea; diet soda…” “Water is fine thanks.” Bette went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of water. “The TV and DVD player are right there in the living room is you want to set up the movie.” Bette shouted from the kitchen. Tina opened up the case that held all of her discs. She flipped through until she found the right one. Bette returned with two glasses of water. Tina cued up the movie; then sat down on the couch and took one of the glasses from Bette.

“Thanks you.”

“You’re welcome.”

     Bette sat down next to Tina. She turned off the small lamp she had beside the couch. Tina pressed play on the remote control. The opening credits played. They sat through the short fifty minute film; Tina made occasional glances over at Bette; who was concentrating hard on the movie. Tina smiled when she saw that Bette was acutely watching the movie. She thought back to when she had shown Doug the film; he didn’t seem to care much about it. The movie had come to an end and then the screen went back to the main menu. “Wow;” Bette said. “That was great. And that was the first film you had done?” Tina nodded. “Yep; I directed it and helped write the script. I had a lot of fun working on it.”

      Bette smiled at Tina. The lights were still dim. Neither of them said anything’ they sat there in silence. Their eyes locked. Bette slid her hand closer to Tina’s. Tina could feel her heart start to race. Bette slowly leaned in closer towards Tina’s face; she stopped only inches from Tina’s face. She was looking for any indication from Tina to stop. Tina’s heart was pounding even more; she felt her face heat up; and without thinking she leaned in towards Bette until their lips met. Bette pulled Tina closer to her; while Tina ran her hands up and down Bette’s back. Bette slowly slipped her tongue into Tina’s mouth. Tina leaned back on the couch so that Bette was on top of her. What…what am I doing…? Tina thought to herself. She gently broke their kiss; both were out of breath. Tina looked into Bette’s eyes. “I’m sorry.” She whispered. Tina quickly stood up and grabbed her things. Bette stood up form the couch as well.

“Tina…”

Before Bette could say any more Tina left.

            Tina ran down the stairs and onto the side walk. It had gotten colder out; the wind sent chills through her body. She walked down to the subway and waited for the train to arrive. Fuck! Why did I get so scared? It felt so right…but…Tina’s thoughts were interrupted by the screeching sounds from the train. She quickly got on and found a seat. There were so many feeling running through Tina mind at that moment; confusion; fear; but not regret. She felt bad just walking out; maybe she just needed to talk to someone. After all; these feelings were very new to Tina.

To Be Continued…