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Random 19 – Can’t Keep Chasing You
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The art lover observed almost casually, “Long talk it seems.”
Tina bit her lip. In her attempt to explain it became clear she not only spent the afternoon with Eric but part of the evening as well.
At 8:15 the prior night, Bette walked into the dining area with a client and saw her. Of all the restaurants, the woman she was interested in ended up in the same place where Tina and Eric happened to be dining.
The darker haired woman looked across the room with eyes that were veiled. She nodded her head upwards in recognition then looked away to regard her own companion for the evening. The maitre d’ moved thereby blocking their view before he lead the new arrivals to the opposite side of the room.
“When you asked me…”
The brunette stayed quiet. Waiting for Tina to say her piece.
She had left her companion to visit the ladies room and when Bette opened the door, Tina was waiting. Nervously, she said what everyone else did during these awkward moments.
‘It’s not what it looks like.’
‘You mean you’re not having dinner with your boyfriend?’ Bette asked calmly.
This was why she stayed away from straight women. Bette remembered the times she instructed herself not to get involved with Sarah, Nora and Joan – all lovely women who attracted her attention. All of them straight so she kept things friendly although she was tempted.
Never had she escalated to anything to a kiss then more. Until Tina.
‘He’s not my boyfriend anymore.’ Tina refuted.
It was fine she told the flustered young blonde and suggested they return to their respective tables. She was not going to cause a scene. They were not exclusive. They were not even officially dating she reasoned.
Sometimes, Bette lied really well that she almost convinced herself.
When Tina left with Eric, the blonde stopped by the entrance to look back at her. Their eyes connected and she held Bette’s gaze; one that tried to explain. Then she turned to leave through the door he held open.
Now, in the present she sighed. “I…I don’t know how to say what I came here to say.”
“I think we’re both aware of that,” Bette confirmed. Her voice was even if not kind.
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More.
Yes, please, more and soon.
Nope not a date with Eric.
I like very much. More soon
Wonderful. More please. Thank you.
I really like this story. Please keep going!
I so enjoy reading about the early days. Thank you, and please write more.
i hope the rest is coming soon, really soon :)
I never know what to expect when you post, just love the chapters……more please.
More please…
Well…you certainly made my cold, rainy day a lot brighter. Away for a week and four new beautifully written posts to read! Thank you!
Need more for sure lol…
Please continue writing.This is so good.
Love your prose and dialoque. It’s like my 2 fav combinations: Cherry + choc chips…Cherry Garcia ice cream! Your writing is yummy!
1/2… you’ve served this up like a fat pitch that’s about to be slammed outta the park. Which I know you’re gonna do. thank you! :)
Tired of you? Never. More soon, please.
Yay! You posted again. Tough transition period for Tina, huh? It’s a good thing Bette’s unusually patient with her. Can’t get enough of these random snapshots, lwordid. Please don’t get tired writing and sharing your vivid TiBette scenes with us. Write on, please. Thanks a bunch, lwordid! Cheers! =)