Tina had arrived 5mins earlier and sat in her car preparing herself for being with Bette Porter after four years. When Bette had broken off their relationship, Tina didn’t think much, she ran like a deer caught in the headlights. To anyone watching she was wide-eyed, but she knew she was running blindly. Now here she was four years later outside the Gallery she knew inside out and even more so its gorgeous owner.

“Bette you are always such a darling.” The buyer crooned to Bette as she was escorted out the gallery by its tall, self assured and striking owner.

Bette already had her eyes elsewhere, Tina was walking towards them, Bette was transfixed by those legs. Tina’s toned, sexy legs walked towards her. Bette found herself looking at Tina slowly from head to toe, so that when the blonde arrived at her side, she knew she was being checked out. Blushing, she greeted both Bette and the woman, who didn’t seem to like the attention Bette had just lavished on the blonde.

“Cheers Marian, James will package and ship your painting before the week ends, you will have them hanging where you want them.” Bette made it clear that the woman’s time was up. She looked at Tina and motioned for her to go ahead and enter the gallery while she held the doors open for her. She of course stole another glance at Tina’s legs and got a peek at her ass as well. She literally tripped in behind her. How the hell did this happen? You don’t see a person for years and the first sight you can’t keep it together, come on Porter, Bette chastised herself.

James almost jumped out of his chair in disbelief. “Hello Tina, fancy seeing you.” He walked around from his desk to give her a hug.

“Hello James, good to see you. I see you are still at The Porter Gallery.” Tina returned his hug and teased him about his love for Bette.

“Well you know better than most that there isn’t a gallery better than this one on this side of the continent.”

“Keep speaking like that and you might just get yourself a raise, however it’s conditional. Work is our priority and not flattery.” Bette told James as she led Tina into her office and ordering them lunch via James.