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    Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter XX

    The blonde felt the full visual effect of the two as a couple – striking, gorgeous, emitting an almost explosive sex appeal.  Even people in nearby tables paused to look, whispering and pointing at them.  How they must have looked, all those years ago in LA, and more recently, carousing in Mexico, tooling around in a glamorous yacht, sexy together in a speedboat.  She certainly knew what Bette looked like in a bikini, and could only imagine how Gia looked.  What they could have been doing on the boat, in the yacht.  The sunsets over Acapulco bay were supposed to be among world’s most romantic, weren’t they?   

    Tina got to her feet unsteadily, giving Marissa a quick smile, as the other blonde reached out to touch her arm sympathetically.

    Tina looked at Bette, and muttered, “I’m going to the ladies….”

    Tina pushed past Bette and Gia, walking in between them, as Bette looked back at her in surprise.  “What happened?,” she called after Tina, not getting an answer.  She looked at Gia, who shrugged her shoulders, and then at Marissa, who said simply, “Go after her, Bette.”

    Bette turned on her heel and walked quickly in the general direction that she thought she saw Tina heading to.  Which didn’t look like the direction of the washrooms.  She spied Tina walking quickly away just as the blonde was exiting the double doors of a side entrance to the ballroom that led into an adjoining hall.

    She pushed passed the doors quickly and caught up with Tina, who was about to head further down the hall, towards the main staircase.  She pulled Tina’s arm, “You’re upset?”

    Tina shook herself free, wheeled around, and spat out with a raised voice, “You were going to marry her?  And as soon as we split up you spent a month with her in Mexico?  When were you going to tell me all this?”   

    Bette moved to take her in her arms, but Tina resisted and pushed her back. “When???,” she demanded, her voice getting louder.

    “Tina, please,” Bette said calmly, trying again to reach out to her, and seeing that the blonde continued to evade her arms, she tried to pick up Tina’s hand.  But Tina pushed her hands away, also.

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