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Love Is Another Word For Regret pt. 10
Okay so Im looking at paintings now? Tina asked, eyes rolling across each page speedily, inspecting each piece of art for a fraction of a second. This is all so beautiful, too bad I cant really get into it like you and Eric are able to.
Its not really like you need to get into it, you just need to have an eye that can spot things that are out of the ordinary. Art has been a passion of mine since I was young, so Ive seen the best and worst. Bette smiled, taking a sip of the steaming brown liquid that Marina had placed before her. Just point out anything that appeals to you, I have a few things set aside. Based on the small things that Eric said I picked out a few pieces that might please him.
Wow, you really live up to your name. Tina laughed and met Bettes warm eyes. She took a moment to just admire the deep pools, they reflected happiness, and most of all love. Not for Tina of course, but it was in there. Im really glad that you agreed to do this.
It really is no problem, honestly. No need to thank me. Bette flashed the famous Porter grin and blushed, eyes falling to her pinstriped lap.
Thank you. Tina laughed, teasing Bette ever so slightly. Really.
Here I have an idea, how bout you take these home with you. You can look over them there, that way you have time to decide. Well meet here in the morning one day, and we can sit and talk with the girls for a while too. You should really get acquainted with them when theyre not drunk.
That sounds like a plan worthy of my time. Tina laughed and packed the file into the brown bag. I still cant believe you bought me these shoes.
I love heels, what can I say? I hope theyre the right size, I kind of guessed. Bette nodded and pushed a few dark curls from her fresh face.
Well, if they dont fit Ill figure something out. Thanks again for agreeing to meet me, it really means a lot. Eric and I will be away for a while because he insists on taking me on this trip to Lake Tahoe. Well be back though, and from there well begin working. Is that okay with you?
Anything for my new favorite client. Bette smiled and extended her mocha tinted hand towards Tina, who met it with her own ashen colored hand.
Pleasure doing business with you. Same time next week? Tina laughed and stepped out from the table, standing over Bette who remained sitting.
Pleasures all mine. Bette nodded, watching as Tina disappeared into the noisy crowd and then out the door.
Only one problem left, how the ***** could Bette get out of here without her license….
TBC…(soon!)
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(48 votes, average: 3.38 out of 5)
Good chapter. Bette is going crazy beacause she can’t drive without her license. Bette and Tina have a little thing in each other and let see what happen next. Post soon, thank you!
Loving it as always there my friend. Must continue.
Seems like things are progressing, I don’t know if I want things to progress too fast then that will mean Shane will get her heartbroken. But I believe you know what you are doing, so it should be good.
I love the pace you’re taking with this story. How is Bette going to get where she needs to go without her license? Bette’s definitely NOT the bus or taxi type!!!
Loved it. Really loved this part:
” He wrote slower than a turtle, well, a turtle that could possibly write.”
On to the next chapter…