Bette left a note telling Tina she would be back at lunchtime and they would have the rest of the day to spend together.

Hey Tina..cutie, er beautiful,

Went to work for a few hours and will be distracted from your beautiful face in my mind.  Sleep well and I will see you soon.  You are absolutely a vision when sleeping and it takes my breath away.  I had a wonderful night with you and so glad we had shared so much.  Never has one person touched me as you have with your support and caring touch and words.  I am looking forward in seeing you later and hopefully another night of fun.

Bette xxoo

Bette went home for a quick shower and rushed to work.  She plowed through the usually paperwork that was needed for the gallery showing.  Ever since she left LA she is greatful that she was able to bring James with her.  Without him she would hopeless and well just a mess.

“James, can you come in here for a sec?”  James still intimidated by Bette’s stealth nature to rip people to shreds if she had wanted to.

“Hey Bette, what’s up?  You need something?”  Bette loved how sometimes James would walk on eggshells.  Well today she was going to be nice.

“James, when was the last time I had evaluated your work and we discussed your raise or options?”  James had a look of fear and anxiety of quite sure on how to answer what Bette would want to hear or do.

“Um, its been about 3 months.  Why?”  Oh god, James thought..what now?  I hate working on Sundays when she is pissed off or something had gone wrong with her annoying supposed birth sister Kit.  That lady always fucks her up.

“James, chill and sit.”  James sat and stared blankly at the floor.

“James, first grow a pair.  I wouldn’t of asked you to come with me to San Diego, if I didn’t think you were my perfect assistant and secondly, you are great at what you do and should expect more responsibility for your talents.  I want to talk about you getting a better office and your own assistant as well.  I will be giving you a ten percent raise and more work and best of all you don’t work Sundays.  Your assistant can if he/she does not finish what is needed.  How does that sound?”  James looked relieved and proud.  He also wanted to know what was up.