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    Linger – Ch. Nine

    “Can’t a girl just call her girlfriend on a Saturday morning because she loves her and misses her so terribly she didn’t even sleep all night?”

    “Not when it’s 6 am! And do you honestly think that I’m fooled that easily? With sweet words and white lies? Just cut the crap and spill already – what do you need me to do?”

    “Wow, no need to get so angry.” Tina heard the hurt in Bette’s voice and immediately felt guilty for being so snappish and rude, but she just couldn’t help it. She wanted to be asleep if Bette wasn’t there. “I was just wondering if you would like to come over to my place and help me with something.”

    “Do you have to call me so early for that?” the blonde asked, softening a bit. “If you had just waited three more hours, I’d have been delighted, but please not right now.”

    “Of course I’m not asking you come over this instant,” Bette hastily said. “What do you say about 10.30?”

    Tina smiled. “Sounds like a plan. See you then.”

    “See you.”

    “Okay.”

    “Fine.”

    “I’m looking forward to it.”

    “Me too.”

    “A lot.”

    “More than you can imagine.”

    “I can’t wait.”

    “Neither can I.”

    “Are you going to hang up?”

    “No.”

    “Why not?”

    “I don’t want to hang up first.”

    “Me neither.”

    “We can’t keep going like this forever.”

    “No, we can’t.” Before Bette could respond, the line went dead. Tina looked at her phone, horrified to see that the battery was dead. She cursed as she stumbled out of Bette and searched her desk for the adaptor. When she finally found it, she plugged it in and anxiously put the phone back on. Calling Bette back now would be ridiculous, but she wanted to set her alarm so she’d make it in time.

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    Bette greeted her girlfriend with a very extended kiss, completely forgetting that anyone walking the street could see them. When Tina had to pull away to get some air, Bette pulled her inside.

    “My parents aren’t here,” Bette said enthusiastically. “So we have the place to ourselves.”

    Tina was starting to feel nervous at Bette’s plans. They hadn’t talked about sex yet, but she couldn’t imagine that Bette really thought it was a good idea to try to get into her pants without even so much as a warning, or better yet, a request whether she felt ready or not.

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