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    My One Special One – Chapter 17

     

    Okay, guess I better take this seriously, too, Bette thought.

     

    “Sure, no problem.  What say we get together this evening after I close shop tonight?”  Bette said with a slight cadence to her voice and just loud enough for the browsing man to hear.   “Okay, great.  I’ll see you then.”

     

    “Okay, now.  Sorry about that.  My time is all yours now.  See anything you like or want to know about any of the artists?”

     

    “Everything I see I like, but I’m not sure what to get.  My fiancé is really interested in handcrafted items.   What would you suggest I get from this array of beauty?”

     

    The man’s eyes were penetrating.  Bette was gay through to her core, but she had been around men like this before and could read through his body language and his words.  This guy was as interested in buying something as Bette was in handing in her Lesbian card – not ever likely.

     

    “Well, why don’t you give me some idea of her favorite things.  That’s about as good a starting point as any.”

     

    “Umm…let’s see.  She’s into dark and exotic…”  His eyes now narrowed as he stared at Bette.

     

    “Are you sure you’re looking for something for your fiancé or…”

     

    Just then the door to the shop opened and a uniformed police officer walked in.

     

    “Excuse me, are you the owner?” the officer asked.

     

    “Yes, I am.  Is there anything wrong, officer?”

     

    “No.  We’ve had a call that several inebriated teens were harassing store owners and we’ve just been checking up and down the street.   Anybody been harassing you today?”  The officer looked from Bette to the man and back again.

     

    “No, not at all.  I’ve just been speaking with this customer, who just said he was on his way home now.  Isn’t that right?”

     

    “Yes, I was just about to leave.  Thanks so much for your time, Ms. Porter.  I’ll be back for sure.” 

     

    The man with the steel blue eyes made his way to the door and left turning west on South Street down towards Head House – but not before he turned and had one more glance at the tall, dark and exotic woman.

     

     

    “There are no inebriated teens, so you know.” The officer explained to Bette.

     

    “I know, officer.  Tina called about 20 minutes ago to let me know what was going on.  Why did you come in?  She said you would be in a car outside.”

     

    “Well, we were.  My partner is still out there.  That guy looked like he was ready to devour you so I thought it would be wise to step inside.  Do you know him?  With this case going on and now that note, we’re going to keep an eye on everyone.”

     

    “No, I’ve never seen him before, but I had his number after five minutes of talking.  I appreciate you coming in though.  He was definitely on the prowl.”

     

    “Okay, we’ll be outside until you close and every day after today until this case is over.”

     

    “Thanks much.  I’ll be closing up early in about half an hour.”

     

    The police officer headed back to his car and Bette walked back to her office.  She wanted to call Tina to let her know she was closing early and for them to spend the night together.

     

    Bette had nearly forgotten about the man with the steel blue eyes and his penetrating stare.  This city is filled with thousands of men just like him, she thought as she approached her desk – and then stopped dead in her tracks.

     

     

    “Thanks so much for your time, Ms. Porter.  I’ll be back for sure.”

     

     

    “Holy shit, I never told him my name – I never told him my name!!”  Bette pivoted on her heels and nearly ran to the front door.

     

     

    Three blocks down on Front Street the man with the penetrating eyes pulled out from the parking space quickly.  

     

    “Yeah, dark, exotic and definitely easy on the eyes.  Little Ms. District Attorney has good taste – real good taste.” He laughed scathingly, stepped on the gas and sped away along the waterfront, disappearing into the night.

     

     

    TBC…  

     

     

    Comments

    1. Yeah, this story is getting more and more exciting. The badies are coming out of their holes… I love Tina as a lawyer (I am one myself ;-) ) and hope she will win her case and be happy with Bette after they have got rid of the drug gang.Thank you for this wonderful story, I am really looking forward to your next post.

    2. Have been eagerly awaiting this chapter with a little sense of anxiety myself. We trust that you will not let anything happen to either of our girls. You are doing a wonderful job with this story. Keep writing andI will keep reading. Really enjoy your work. Thank you very, very much.

    3. I hate it when one of the ladies is having trouble with evil people. I hope that Bette will be safe and that Tina will win that case. Baddies are always out there (including IC) and people need to be protected. Sorry about not doing comments before. I was one of those silent readers.

    4. Hey Arceextl, It is wonderful to have you returning and continuing this magnificent story. There was such a serious sence of forebroding in this chapter. Tina’s emotional turmol was expertly conveyed as was Bette’s realization of who her last ‘customer’ may have been. Truly edge of the seat stuff as I am waiting to read what transpires next. Will there be an attempt to harm either gal or more physiological pressure laid on them. It is down to your fantastic skills and talents as a writer that keeps the story fresh and a ‘must-read now’. Thank you do much for this gift. Your Loyal Fan.

    5. This story is so good and really exciting, so please post more often. I love this story and your writing and I hope the next post is about B&T’s evening together. Take care :o))

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