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    Riders Ch.3

     

    I loved him but was I ever in love with him? He had always been there I suppose. He had liked the fact that he could look after me and see me once the wall I had built came down at the end of the day. I had never taken any of his money and it annoyed him that I had managed to maintain my autonomy and not allowed myself to be dependant on him in that way. As I had become more and more successful his irritation had grown and now though I missed him if we were apart I could cope and if I was happy to see him I was relieved as he readied himself to leave.

     

    I looked around the room as he packed and noticed for the first time that Alice was not on the sofa where she had fallen asleep last night.

     

     

    ——————-Alice——————

     

    I sat in Bette’s horsebox trying to eat a bacon and egg roll, smoke and drink steaming hot coffee all at the same time. I was managing just fine until someone banged on the door scaring the shit out of me and making me drop my coveted breakfast all over myself and burning a hole in the shaggy carpet before I could retrieve my fallen cigarette.

     

    “Whoever you are come back later I do not want to see you.”

     

    The flaw in my plan was the unlocked door, which promptly flew open in the hand of one Tina Kennard.

     

    “Well now I thought we were friends. Is that any way to speak to a friend Miss Pieszecki?”

     

    I grinned as I waved her in before speaking.

     

    “It is when they make me spill my breakfast. Now just let me change and you can take me for a replacement at the café down the road. Your treat of course.”

     

    She smiled and nodded and we were soon on our way. We ate and we laughed and we talked. There was no rush. All the riders had an off day before the journey over to France tomorrow.

     

    I told her of my love for Bette and how I finally felt I was letting go and in fact had met another who I thought might love me in return. I told her about Cooper and how I did not believe Bette really loved him and she questioned why she was with him.

    Comments

    1. No question marks allowed after TBC. Man I nearly yelled, “WHAT?!” at the mention of the age difference between Cooper and Bette, but when I was 20 I started dating someone who was *cough*33*cough*. Yeah looking back that was just way too old for me. Anyway, it just cracks me up how Tina is falling for Bette and doesn’t even know it.

    2. Oh hell yeah continue. Actually if my memory is not totally shot, you had started this story before. I wondered where it went to. I am glad that you have decided to continue with it. I love Bette and Tina beginings, middles, and of course continuations.

    3. Totally will continue to read. I can not wait for you to Post Designer Suits. It is one of my favorites. One suggestion for this story. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE LET TINA STOP SMOKING!!!!! (GROSS) OH YEA! ALICE TOO.

    4. oh this is so sweet… I could imagine the hurt of Tina when Bette said something like that! I felt my own heart wince when i happened1 Hope you continue soon, don’t be insecure we love to read this story!

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