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    Suspicions

    Bette tries to walk as quietly as possible, one foot in front of the other. She looks to the left, to the right, around the corner and over her shoulder.

    Nobody in sight.

    She grins, licks her lips and enters the kitchen.

    There they are. They’re practically screaming her name, begging for her to take them and devour them. She bites her lip, her heart beating faster than ever. She’s almost there, just a few more steps.

    She stretches her hand, opens it and gets ready to grab one when –

    "Elisabeth Jeanne Porter."

    Bette groans and turns around. She tries to look as innocent as she possibly can. She puts on a sickeningly sweet smile, bats her eyelashes and asks: "Yes, dear?"

    "What do you think you’re doing?"

    "Nothing, dear."

    "See, I know you’re lying to me. One would think that you should know after seven years that I can tell when you’re not being honest with me."

    "I have no idea what you’re talking about, Tinapuff."

    "Gotcha!"

    "W-what?" Bette splutters.

    Tina moves closer and places her hands on Bette’s waist, sending shivers down her spine. She grins triumphantly. "You only call me Tinapuff when you’re trying to talk yourself out of a bad situation. Like that time when you tried to deny that you fed Walter human food?"

    "That’s not fair! I told you, he looked at me with those big brown puppy eyes and I just couldn’t resist. You really can’t judge me for that, he never does it to you."

    "Oh, he does. The only difference is that I can deny him and he knows he’ll always get what he wants from you. Face it, Porter, you’re a sucker for that dog. And Frank knows it too. But that’s not what we were talking about. What were you planning to do just now?"

    Bette licks her dry lips and smiles nervously. "Honestly, Narriewarrie, I have no idea what you’re talking about. And I told you that Frank has his cat thing going for him, you have no idea how hard it is to resist when he comes crawling up to you so lovingly and looks at you that way."

    Tina’s eyebrows shoot up in the air. "Narriewarrie? Really?"

    "Oh come on now, my sweet rainbow…"

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    Comments

    1. Hey Genner, It is great to have you back and posting your own fun and food filled fiction. I do love when Bette is caught being naughty and mischeivious by Tina. Bette really tried to wiggle out of it but Tina is way ahead for her partner. Just so sweet and lovable. Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

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