‘God, her lips! They were a bit jerky and quivering, but also warm, soft, tender.’ The hazel eyes lit up a little as she tucked her bottom lip in, savoring the tingling sensation.

“Ahem… it was a, uh, app-appreciating kiss.” The brunette stammered, the temperature on her cheeks rising.

But Tina frowned. ‘What does she mean? Was it not wholehearted? Not out of genuine affection?’ “What did you just say? What do you mean by appreciating kiss? Who kisses people randomly like you?” Out of nowhere, her anger surfaced.

Bette was at loss in the situation. She did understand her behavior was shocking probably. But what she could not fathom was the rage. And called “random”, she felt the urge for clarification. “Do I look like I kiss people around ‘randomly’, Tina?”

“We’re not together, jeez, we’re not remotely related. We’re nothing. If it’s not what you call random I don’t know what is.”

“Tina… why are you so upset? I…” Bette’s eyes immediately went all sad and pitiable like those of a big puppy. She sighed and insisted on looking into the hazel pools, seriousness in her tone. “Ok, I’m sorry. I just… really wanted to kiss you, that’s all. You were… you were very nice about my violin and all and I wasn’t…” Explaining, the brunette rambled with such cuteness that she never knew she possessed and that Tina could not deny sympathizing.

All of a sudden the blonde realized that she was overacting, or perhaps, unfair because the desire and attraction was mutual. She shook her head and softened her expression. “It’s okay, Bette. I was telling the truth. You were playing amazingly.”

“That’s very kind of you to say.”

“Hey, you should get more credit. I may know little about classic but I know you’re good, I mean, GOOD.” Nodding, a sweet smile appeared on the pale face.

And readily, the curve mirrored on the thin, darker colored lips. “Well my family was never so excited by it. Probably they’re numbed with all the orchestras. So…”

“So…?”

“So I quit. I don’t give a fuck what they think and I fucking quit the lessons. It was no big deal.” She shrugged, acting like it did nothing to affect her or bruise her ego. “I do business, not music.”