Is this your way to impress me Bette? Asked Helena when the chofer opened the car’s door.

What are you talking about? My new acquired knowledges, the limousine, the flowers,… my nice suit… Now it was the time for Bette to be playful and made Helena blush thinking about her suit…

Let’s go inside… I’m starting to think about leaving the opera… and going home…Let’s go Bette,… let’s be good girls… Helena was feeling the strange necessity of tasting Bette’s sweet lips, of caressing her soft skin… Geez… Let’s go Bette, please…

Bette smiled, she was sharing the same thoughts but in a biggest way.

Both women considered that it was her first date and the days that still hated each other were still painfully close, so sleeping together it was not a good idea, at least it was not a good idea in that moment.

Helena and Bette left the car and enjoyed the sight of the New York City Opera, the vast building was perfect, the harmony created between the building and the city was perfect, the fountain was beautiful and the lights were colourful.

They went into the building fascinated by the atmosphere around them. There were thousand of people waiting for the opera to start what made Bette understand that the opera was much more impressive than what Helena had told her.

Bette looked around her and with so many people around them she thought how easy she could lost Helena in the multitude so without thinking about what she was doing she held Helena’s hand. Half a second after holding Helena’s hand both realised it and the looked at each other trying to assure themselves and the other that holding hands was right. The look on their eyes confirmed them they felt comfortable.