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    Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter I

    "Thanks, baby. Yes, would love a cup."

    Tina turned to Bromwell, who had rounded the dinner table, then had crossed over to the kitchen.

    "Please don’t mind the mess," she said with a laugh. "Bette and I lost track of time this morning… " 

    He shook his head, interrupting her, "Your house is conducive to losing track of time, Tina.  I’m sure there were better things to do earlier this morning in here than clean up."  Tina blushed, remembering the sexy kiss she and Bette had shared just half an hour ago.

    Bromwell smiled at Tina’s discomfiture. "I can’t blame either one of you…here let me help you."

    Tina and Bette exclaimed simultaneously, "No, Bromwell, let us clean up a bit."

    Bromwell had rolled up his sleeves, "Nonsense," he shook his head at them, as he picked up the tray Tina had set out and headed for the breakfast table to collect the rest of the dishes there. 

    Tina and Bette shared a quick glance and smiled. "Oh, okay. I’ll just set out our tea mugs, then," Tina said with a light laugh, turning around to the row of built in cabinets along the wall perpendicular to the kitchen unit that housed all the appliances.  Bette was filling the tea kettle with water, while Bromwell was carrying the tray of mugs and dishes they had left on the table when they’d rushed out to shower and change.

    As Bette spooned loose tea leaves of  rooibos tea combined with green tea, a combination that she and Tina loved, into the tea press, she tapped her toe on the based board to release the waste basket that was stored under the sink.  Bromwell shook his head as he walked around her, to deposit the remaining bits of food on the plates, and crumpled napkins into the trash.

    "You think you girls can re-do my kitchen and … well, the rest of my apartment while you’re at it?," he asked, joking.

    Bette laughed, shaking her head. "One and done, I’m afraid."

    She observed him as he moved around the kitchen.  "You seem to have figured out things," she remarked, as he opened the door of the smaller dishwasher, and then began loading it.   "Just remembered things from our other visits," he smiled and shrugged. 

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