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    Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter XIII

    Story written on January 4, 2014 by skydancer.
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    Bette and Tina meet Marissa and Wendy when an unexpected interplay happens, which jeopardizes both relationships. The chapter plays out mostly from Tina’s perspective.

     
    Tina nodded, pointing out the warm colors in the wall treatments, "Nice and comfortable.  Almost homey.  Doesn’t feel like the home of a business giant at all."
     
    "Huge, though… does she have two floors of this building?," Bette asked.
     
    "Think so … or at least the equivalent of two floors.  Based on the elevator numbers, I think she occupies the penthouse plus the terrace," Tina answered.
     
    "I hardly see any art displayed, surprisingly.  She and her father were notorious art collectors.  They’re supposed to have built up quite a collection, which I’m sure she’s consolidated by now, since she was likely her father’s sole heir," Bette mused aloud, as they walked further in.  Tina pointed to their left, where they saw a sunken living room, the walls of which were bordered on three sides by built-in couches.
     
    "T, we may need to shout at one another in this room, especially if we take one couch and they take another," Bette joked, as they approached the sunken living room and saw how big it was.
     
    "This room is gigantic … and those couches look like they go on for miles!," Tina exclaimed.
     
    "Just an illusion," they heard a low, sexy voice say from behind them.
     
    Marissa held a bottle of red wine by the neck casually on one hand as she approached at a languid pace.  She approached them barefoot, in barely-there torn jeans that snuggled on her long legs like second skin, an Hermes silk blouse that was unbuttoned at the top three buttons, long, silky blonde hair flowing, casually tossed.
     
    She paused in mid-stride as she drew closer to Bette and Tina, as if frozen in place suddenly.
     
    "Bette?," she whispered.  Her sky-blue eyes slowly wandered up and down Bette, feeling the brunt of the brunette’s inexplicable, and potent, sex appeal, as she took in the tumble of soft curls, glamorous look, pillow-soft lips, sexy figure.
     
    "Marissa," Bette responded, her lips slowly curving into a 1000-watt smile.
     
    They eyed each other silently.
     
    "Shit," Tina said to herself, looking at Bette and feeling a knot grow in her stomach, eyeing the brunette’s reaction to Marissa.
     
    "Fuck," Marissa told herself. "What the fuck?," she thought to herself, again, in a sudden panic.
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