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    That One Moment: Chapter 3

    Richard, sensing some tension, quickly interrupted. “Of course not, sweetie. And anyway, no woman could compare to your beauty.”

    Lenore laughed playfully, but accepted the flattery and gave Richard a kiss on the cheek.

    Tina, recognizing her opportunity to escape Lenore, quickly turned to the blonde next to her and offered her hand, “Tina Kennard.”

    Alice accepted the handshake. “Alice Pieszecki. And don’t be intimidated by my mother. She is a geezer, and a batty old geezer at that. I swear, the things she says…and she thinks she is like the most famous actress of all time. Heh, that’s probably why she doesn’t like you already. She’s probably insulted that you didn’t recognize her. Just don’t get her started. You get her started talking and she’ll never stop…she’ll just keep rambling on about…”

    Alice was too wrapped up in her own monologue to realize that Tina hadn’t heard anything after “Pieszecki.” Tina had paused and glanced over at the brunette standing next to Alice and her gaze hadn’t left since.

    She had found herself looking at the most gorgeous woman she had ever seen. Soft curls framed the mocha face with soft pink lips, a long, lean nose, and perfectly arched eyebrows. Yet what she couldn’t pull herself away from were her eyes. This woman’s eyes were like bottomless pools of dark, but perfectly clear, brown eyes. Her eyes drew Tina in, and she couldn’t have escaped their pull if she had wanted to.

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    Bette watched as she spoke to Lenore. She was instantly captivated. She couldn’t help but stare. She took in every detail of the woman before her. She was a few inches shorter than Bette, but certainly a commanding presence. Her shoulder-length, straight blonde hair seemed golden, and when she moved it sometimes caught the light and would glimmer as if it were actually made of gold. The dark violet dress she wore was fairly conservative, covering her shoulders, and with slight sleeves. The neckline was modest, with only a slight V ending in the middle of her sternum. The dress fell to just above her knee, but as she shifted around and then stood with her ankles crossed, it rode up a bit, showing a small expanse of creamy thigh that made Bette instinctively lick her lips.

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    1. Fantastic start and exchange between these two…I confess to hoping that Tina decides to stay at the reception a little longer offering the two of them a chance to get to know one another better…

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