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”Well…” Bette started. ”I’m still getting used to the idea. But I’m glad you decided to throw caution to the wind. It lets me know you’re not taking this lightly.”
”Like I said, I’m patient. I’ll see you on Friday.”
”What time should I come?” Bette asked.
Tina contemplated offering a suggestive response to Bette’s question but thought better of it.
Her pause made Bette perfectly aware of exactly what Tina was thinking and she couldn’t help the smile that teased the corners of her mouth as she awaited Tina’s reply.
”I’ll be home by 5:30, so anytime after six o’clock would be great,” Tina said.
Once they had completed the call, Tina replaced the phone onto its cradle on her desk. Her hand remained as the thoughts swirled through her head.
‘You might have a date tomorrow,’ she thought to herself. ‘But I’m going to make sure it’s me who’s on your mind.”
She picked up the phone to place her next call.
Chapter 7
Bette pulled her handbag over her shoulder as she made her way out to the car Tuesday morning. As usual on the 30-minute commute, she tuned to her favourite radio station to listen to the 7:30 news before a block of non-stop classical music allowed her to relax for the remainder of the drive.
After the brief newscast, the morning DJ’s voice came over the airwaves.
“It’s a little out of the norm for this station to accept dedications, but we have a generous caller this morning who has agreed to make a sizeable donation to our Kids’ Music Program all for the privilege of sending a song out to someone.”
“I want to dedicate this song to the love of my life,” Tina’s voice filled Bette’s car as she drove down the 101 Freeway. “I know your habits, and I hope to become one of them again very soon.”
The soothing sound of “Spring” from Vivaldi’s Four Seasons wound its way through the speakers as Bette sat speechless, trying her best to continue to attend to driving down the busy freeway.
Hearing this concerto would always and forever remind her of Tina, because it was the backdrop to the first time they had made love. They had spent the day in Malibu, where they dined overlooking the ocean, before driving back to Bette’s house. Tina had spent the night a few times already, but they hadn’t done much more than kiss, even though they shared a bed.
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Oh my God!
I am so happy that you are back!
I love your stories, i read them more than once over the years.
But i don’t have time to reread this story, have to work very early in the morning , but i hope to read it when i am back tomorrow. I am looking forward to it!
You are a incredible writer and i do hope that you will find the time to write more! For now, thank you again for returning!
I was so happy to see your name again, I love your stories, off to read now,, but please continue to post more stories.,, please post soon.
Thanks for the shoutout! You’re an incredible writer with a natural style that pulls the reader in and makes one sorry when the chapter/story ends. Your writing demands rereading many times. It’s just that enjoyable. :-)
Brilliant, thanks so much for this. 62 Pages of pleasure.
Enjoy your stories which are good to read more than once.
Look forward to keeping on swimming :-)
I love this story, as I always enjoy reading your work!
Loved it, thanks so much. You are such a good writer!
Glad you are back,I love your stories.
I certainly remember this story and I love it more now. Thanks for updating the language so the profane language is present. It’s not that I am a complete potty mouth but let’s be realistic. Several of the stories that have transferred over have blanks or asterisks instead of the actual language. In my opinion, when this happens, the stories lose some of their authenticity and the characters lose their edge. I realize that it takes effort to fill in the blanks especially in longer stories. So thanks for doing that.
I find stories harder to read with the asterisks inserted…it’s like a jolt of reality interfering with my escapism. I had to get to the task of editing them out. I do plan to work on more stories; some easier than others because of where the files are. This story was first posted almost 10 (!) years ago, so the digital file was more challenging to retrieve. I’m not much for cursing, but the occasional well placed F-bomb can really get someone’s attention.
@JKS I can’t believe this story is almost 10 years old! It reads now as fresh as it did then. I really love your stories because they are so well written with realism, humor, sarcasm and authenticity. It also helps that for us ORs (Original Readers), it follows canon for the characters and storylines. :-)
WOW, what a fabulous surprise seeing you back here, JKS! So glad you found your way back here and have even edited! Let me know if you have any questions or need any help!
Wonderful story. Thanks for sharing again!
Thanks for your effort of editing and for giving us this wonderful story again.
It’s still as beautiful as I remember it from reading your story for the first time a few years ago.
Finally I managed to finish reading!
I was slowly reading this story.
And I confess that it was a great trip.
Pretty and wonderful.!
And to think that have passed since the 10 years, but
It remains very current.
The entire universe.
Don’t remember seeing this before and it was wonderful, took me back a ways. So great to have you back giving us something to read from you. Wish other former writers would come back to us, all of you are valued and missed greatly. So many of the stories are not completed, would be so nice if they were. Again welcome back, looking forward to more. Thanks.
Loved this! I love your writing. I’m so glad I’ve come across your stories, be it years later but better late than never lol