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“For helping to plan all this. I know it couldn’t be easy to work with this one” Emma jutted her chin in Bette’s direction as she threaded an arm through her girlfriend’s, sliding her hand into the brunette’s. Tina watched the act in silence, her eyes glued to their linked fingers.
She immediately snapped to attention and looked to Bette questioningly, unsure if she should play along.
“It’s no problem” She forced a smile after deciding that there was no other route to go down. Bette didn’t seem to be speaking up so why should she? Clearly the brunette’s motives had changed.
“Do you think you and I can do lunch or something tomorrow? I’d love to go over what you’ve planned so far and maybe add some of my own personal touches”
Tina’s eyes instantly swirled with panic as she looked from Emma to Bette and back again. The last thing she wanted was to have lunch with her ex’s new girlfriend but she didn’t know how to turn down the offer.
“I-um, s-she’s busy” Bette stumbled over her words in an attempt to help Tina out of what would surely be an uncomfortable situation. She held out an arm toward the blonde, hoping that Tina could come up with an excuse because her mind was drawing a blank. “Right Tina? You have that thing”
Tina simply stared completely dumbfounded. Her mind hadn’t seemed to be working either, “R-right. That thing. There is a thing that I have to do”
She nodded, her movements a little jerky as Bette did everything she could to hold back from slapping a palm to her own forehead. She looked to Alice in a desperate bid for help, praying that her friend could back up Tina with an actual excuse. Of course she was nowhere to be found. She had somehow managed to slink away, going so far as to discreetly sneaking out with Tasha. Bette was going to kill her when she saw her next.
“Oh come on, I’m sure it’s nothing you can’t get out of or do later” Emma waved a dismissive hand in the air with a smile, “It’s just lunch. I promise I won’t take up too much of your time”
Right then, Tina knew that there would be no getting out of it. Emma was far more persistent than the blonde would have thought, the knowledge helping her to understand how she had managed to gain Bette’s attention in the first place. The redhead didn’t take no for an answer and Tina was certain that Bette’s usual “my way or the highway” attitude rarely worked in their relationship.
The blonde felt a twinge of sadness before she shook it off only for dread for consume her. It was going to be the most uncomfortable day of her life.
She smiled softly, though painfully. She was giving in.
“Yes!” Emma exclaimed with a squeal as she excitedly shook her fists in front of her face, “Noon?”
Tina took a deep breath as she shrugged her shoulders, her mind screaming at her to renege on her answer.
“It’s a date then”
Bette blanched at Emma’s choice of words and let herself be pulled away from Tina, her mind and body unresponsive as she was led toward the exit.
The entire time she kept her gaze locked with Tina’s, staring with a helpless longing until she was out of sight.