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    Match Made

      “Catalogue or –“

     

      “French Vogue”

     

      “I see”

     

     I didn’t see, I did however note that Alice accentuated the word French. Was I suppose to be impressed because French Vogue was highbrow in the world of fashion? What set Alexis Williams apart from the models of Italian, British or American Vogue, I wonder.

     

      “She just returned from Paris Fashion week”

     

      “She’ll need more then looks to keep Bette’s attention” I say, trying not to sound too venomous.

     

      “Helena tells me she has a finance degree from NYU Stern” That’s Alice for you always ready with a kick in the gut. Fortunately for me Bette’s index finger was still tracing.

     

    My heart starts hammering when she looks over and winks surreptitiously at me. “A left brainer huh. Bette’s a right” I take a quick swig from my glass and excuse myself. I need to get myself together and its best done away from Alice’s haggling.

     

    I lamely step out into Helena’s back terrace and lean against the side railing. My wobbly knees wouldn’t even allow the illusion of a steady stance. One well disguised wick and I’m a mess, what would happen when we finally kissed? “God Bette!” I exclaim, knowing I only had myself to blame for this constant state of frustration I seem to be in. So far we didn’t get much past discussing our date, my hectic schedule hasn’t been generous enough. I’m currently in the middle of juggling four productions at the studio two of which were in the final stages of filming. My work commitments have left little for all else. Helena’s birthday bash was an exception, I knew she would have my head if I didn’t make an appearance.

     

      “Is everything okay Tina?”

     

    My response to the interruption was a surprised gasp. I didn’t have to turn to know it was her, simply hearing her voice sent a warm buzz through my body.

     

    I would be lying if I said she’s always had this affect on me, it was almost as if everything intensified once our feelings were exposed. My mind was conscious and so now my body has been granted the right to express its desires. I want her desperately and yet I don’t want to rush this in anyway. I still need to be certain that we’re not just yielding to physical attraction here, our friendship is worth so much more than that. I was reluctant to take the risk initially but now that I am on board, I don’t want to just scratch the itch, I want it all with her. 

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    Comments

    1. Great chapter. Now I just have to figure what the first part of this is from. Please let them stop playing games with each other and just go for it and have a relationship. But please continue. Thanks.

    2. So good, as always. Love that your stories make me grin like an idiot while I read, lol. Kinda don’t understand what is it that Tina is so afraid of.

    3. This is wonderful so much so that im wishing there were more. I went back and read the previous chassis chapters as i had never read them and I’m officially hooked. But i understand how difficult it is to keep a story up so I’ll do my best not to ask you for that commitment, I’ll just finish by saying how much i look forward to your next post whenever that may be

    4. I know that relationship do have to have a beginning,, but do they all have to play such games with one another? If you’re interested is there some unwritten rule that says that you have to play a few bars first before you jump… I’m just saying, if you come at it in fear do you risk losing the person? Excellent writing. Loved it as it drew me in but I think I have to go back and read your previous story. Thanks for posting.

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