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    Playing Hooky

    Bette’s eyes narrow, her stance unyielding as she steps forward, her voice low and fierce. “You don’t tell me what I can and can’t do with Mickey when he’s with me…” She warns, her gaze locked on Michelle’s. “And you need to think very carefully about the next words that come out of your mouth because you do not wanna fuck with me when it comes to our child, Michelle….”

    Michelle’s jaw tightens. “I have a say in this, if we have to go to court to hash it out, then so be it….”

    A flicker of darkness passes over Bette’s eyes, her expression hardening into something almost unrecognizable.

    Michelle gulps but holds her ground.

    Bette exhales sharply. “You wanna get lawyers involved? Fine, you go right ahead, but you had better think long and hard before going there with me…”

    “Don’t threaten me, Bette,” Michelle retorts.

    “You’re the one doing the threatening, Michelle….” Bette snaps, her words quick and cutting.

    “Well, I guess we’ll settle all this in court…” Michelle says.

    Bette’s jaw tightens, her anger barely contained. “Fine. Until then…” She thrusts a finger toward the driveway, her tone laced with warning. “Get your bitter, vindictive ass off my property before I pick you up and toss you off, which we both know I’m not above doing…” She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a threatening whisper. “Only this time I’ll put you on the street with the trash.”

    Michelle’s eyes widen, a gasp escaping her lips at Bette’s words.

    “Leave, Michelle!” Bette’s voice booms, echoing through the still air.

    Stunned, Michelle takes a step back, her footing unsteady as she stares at Bette for a beat longer before turning away. Her legs feel like jelly as she makes her way down the driveway, her thoughts a chaotic swirl.

    Bette watches Michelle get into the car, then pulls out her phone, scrolls through contacts, and dials. After a few rings, “Yes, this is Bette Porter for Joyce Wischnia…” she says as Michelle drives off.

    Tina steps out of the house, slipping her arms around Bette’s waist, her chin resting gently on Bette’s shoulder. Bette turns, a soft smile breaking the tension in her face as she meets Tina’s eyes. Leaning in, she kisses her with a tenderness that contrasts sharply with the confrontation that had just unfolded…

    Comments

    1. I was so happy to see the update to this story. I Love your writing. Michelle has some nerve, can’t wait to see where you take these characters, please post soon.

    2. I just realized i never commented on this chapter and as bonus i got to read it for the second time.

      I love your writing style, i have mentioned before on other stories of yours. Fun, sexy, drama and banter.

      Michelle, she should look at the mirror and come to the realization she’s the bitch and not Tina. And really, threatening Bette to take her to court because she’s so jealous and doesn’t want Tina around Mickey? Grow up bitch, you will lose that fight.

      I hope you are okay. Really enjoyed the chapter!

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