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    Match Made

     

     

    “You need more oil and you’ll need it all over not just on the preferred end” I say.

     

     

    She whips out the bottle containing the vegetable oil and tips it carefully.

     

     

    I watch her watching the nozzle as it releases measured drops of oil. She is positively terrified of drenching the turkey. “Don’t worry about drowning it Bette, its dead” I move next to her and tip the bottom of the bottle slightly higher giving the turkey a generous coating.

     

     

    I mentally cross off another one of my must have qualities in a potential partner from my list. My hearts juts again and this time I interpret it to mean who needs food when you can live off love.

     

     

    She continues to knead and I continue to stand motionless beside her, regretting that I moved closer and counting down the minutes till I can distance myself. Two minutes I decide would be sufficient time passed and not at all suspicious. Anything less would be too soon and unwarranted.

     

     

    “Thank you for helping me with this Thanksgiving dinner Tina.”

     

     

     “Of course I’m helping, we’re friends” One minute and forty-six seconds

     

     

    “I know I shouldn’t have offered to cook, but it has been so long since we’ve had a home made Thanksgiving dinner and you know Kit can’t cook”

     

     

    Not wanting to lose my count, I resist the urge to remind her that she too can’t cook. One minute and thirty-nine seconds.

     

     

    “I appreciate that you were willing to step in and help”

     

     

    One minute and thirty-four seconds.

     

     

    “I know it puts a damper on your plot to avoid me so I really do appreciate it”

     

     

    At one minute and thirty-three seconds my heart stops and I flinch.

     

     

    “What plot, what are you talking about?” I murmur after a drawn out pause. It was a feeble attempt but she caught me off guard. I was foolishly hoping we could dance around the awkwardness and get this dinner preparation over with. Frankly I thought she might be too embarrassed to bring it up especially after her fifty odd calls over the week. Looks like Bette wants to take a more open forum approach.

    Comments

    1. Call you lazy never. I liked this Challenge and I think that it has potential to continue into a seperate story of how Bette and Tina’s date go and how the other girls, especailly Alice reacts to this and a little more progression into their courtship. Just a thought.

    2. I loved this story. I’m so glad Tina finally relented. I just wish it could continue so that we could see how this whole relationship thing works out.

    3. This is….wow… Yeah jump even you didn’t know where you were landing ..Caused that is the Thrill of life..and you only have that once. Thanks ally4. (^-^)

    4. Hey:-) it was really fun reading the 2 chapters however this chappie reminds me of how i suck in the kitchen! Im such a bad cook ya know lol! Thanks 4 this and happy thanksgiving(:

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