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    She had been out here for almost an hour, and her heart thumped just as loudly and sporadically as it had when she had arrived. 
    As loudly and sporadically as it had since last night. 
    She had left for work this morning as normal, by-passing the gallery to drive straight here instead, to this little bit of nature she likened to Heaven. She had hoped the normally serene aquatic setting would calm her down, but even the oriental carps today seemed inhabited with unusual fervour which brought no relief to the arrhythmia which continued to animate her chest. 
    She sighed, shivered, and took her hands out of the pockets of her jeans, so that she could wrap her arms around her ribcage. It wasn’t just that she was cold. She was honestly afraid her heart might leap out of her chest and splash into the Koi pond. 
    Nothing in her past had equipped her to deal with this. 
    They were asleep last night, Tina wrapped loosely around her, dreaming what Bette hoped were peaceful dreams. 
    The brunette remembered how Tina, who she had only been seeing for a few weeks, how her arms, as if on instinct, had tightened around her body when Bette had attempted movement, holding the gallery owner secure in her sleeping embrace.
     
    Bette did not mind. Quite the contrary. 
    The blonde’s warmth was comforting against her bare skin. Their fingers were still entwined, their last exhausted caress still buzzing on the tips after the first taste of passion they had shared. 
    So Bette had watched her sleep, tracing with her eyes the lines of her body, memorizing her. She felt possessive, relished and welcomed the emotion it brought with it. Tina was hers and she was Tina’s. 
    Finally. 
    Comforted by this new feeling Bette had moved her head between Tina’s neck and shoulder. She was convinced she could hear the beating of her heart, drumming perfectly in unison with her own through the soft skin. Unusual synchronization, so telling of their harmony. 
    Bette was in awe, she had closed her eyes, and allowed the sounds, the rushing of their blood throughout their bodies; the beats of their flawlessly matched hearts; each intake of air to their lungs, to fill her sensitive ears. 

    Comments

    1. Damn…..kins you come out of nowhere and just rock my world like this, only to leave for god knows how long. I don’t care just as long as you keep coming back. Now that is a characteristic of a player LOL ;@)

    2. I forgot my offering of the number 14. Thanks for including me. 14 is special to me because in a few short days my partner and I will celebrate 25 years together on September 14th. How appropriate that you would choose now to include my number. I know I have gushed over your writing before. I continue to adore you. T

    3. Simply FANTASTIC Kins, just beautifully, wonderfully and lovingly fantastic. Thanks for popping back in and bringing wonderful stories. Can hardly wait for the multi-chapter story you will bring us. Thanks again.

    4. Ditto to everything above, well, maybe not the marry me part since its not too appropriate at this time. But, damn girl, you write great stories. I loved the Savannah slip in there… still one of my favorite stories. Thanks for the update.

    5. Great kins – I came to your stories late but delighted I found you! A true storyteller with the ability in your words to make me laugh and make me cry – thank you.

      Do you think you might write some more Savannah some time?!?

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