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    Random 20 – You’re It

    Bette stood erectly while contemplating their earlier conversation.  The gallery owner was so lost in the morning’s dialogue, thoughts circling around messages said and unsaid.  It was the gentle voice of the woman who occupied her mindset that jolted her to the present.  

    “Should I be worried that you’re not calling me right now to accept?”

    Bette turned around to find Tina sitting comfortably on a chair opposite her desk.  She had been so involved in the self-retelling it escaped her completely that she wasn’t alone. 

    “Tina,” she called the other woman’s name needlessly.

    Her company stood and took a step closer.  “So will you have dinner with me tonight?”

    “How did you…?”

    “I caught Therese on her way out.”

    “So…will you?”

    There was some humor left in Bette even after today’s confusion.  It didn’t take long for her to latch onto the generous trickle to say, “As long as Eric isn’t planning to dine in the same place then…sure.”

    “I promise.”  No Eric.  He wouldn’t be present physically or in any way at all.

    “Is this a date?”  Bette flashed a satisfied grin.

    Tina chuckled. 

    It was the sweetest sound Bette thought.  To hell with that one rule that would force her to miss out on this lovely woman’s sounds, smell and touch.

    Tina took a second to pretend that she was considering a response.  “Yes, this is a date date.”

    The younger woman was beside Bette at that point.  She reached to push a few curly strands away from her face.  Tina then tenderly pressed her mouth onto Bette’s.  In a way that left no doubt as to what she was looking for from this person who changed her perspective. 

    Together they would find out if this was more.

    Tina let some space encroach so she could look at her companion.  She gazed directly into her eyes and knew that if need be she would go after Bette.  This woman would realize that her stirring passion and stubborn determination to find someone to share life with would not let her get far.  Not very far at all.

    “I didn’t tell you what I said when he suggested you were just a phase did I?”

    “Not really.”

    “I told him you were more than that.”

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    Comments

    1. Bette does rock when she’s secure enough in herself and those around her to let a little levity show through. You’ve captured that here, wonderful, really. Thanks for writing.

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