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    The Special Two

    It’s amazing how childish a woman like her can be. If I had not seen it myself I would’ve had a hard time believing it.

    Once we had order she excused herself to use the restroom…, leaving me lost in thought again.

    It wasn’t until the waitress brought our lunch that I noticed the time. Bette had been gone for at least fifteen minutes. Worried, I began to look around the restaurant…, what I saw next brought that weird feeling I had the day before.

    Where is this jealousy coming from? 

    There she stood…, with a woman’s arms around her neck.

    I was so distracted by the sight that I didn’t realize Bette had let go of the woman and was now looking right at me. Blinking rapidly I turned my head the other way. As strange as this may sound…, I could’ve sworn she had an apologetic look.

    A few minutes later I felt, rather than saw Bette approach our table. As soon as she sat down I used the restroom as an excuse to leave for a moment and compose myself.

    Now I’m standing in front on the mirror wondering what in the world is happening to me.

    I’m not just confused by what she’s making me feel but now I’m feeling jealous? What would jealousy be all about when, to all intents and purposes we are just new friends.

    ‘Get a grip Kennard…, you won’t be able to find out what’s going on if you continue acting like a school girl.’ I chastise myself.

    With one last deep breath I leave the room.

    I had left the table in such hurry that I forgot Bette’s seat was facing this way.

    The worry displayed on her face makes my breath catch in my throat…, great, I have given her another reason to believe I’m a complete lunatic.

    “Hey…, you ok?” Concern is an understatement of what I hear in her voice.

    “Yeah, I’m sorry I left so suddenly…, I just wanted to hurry so our lunch wouldn’t get cold.”

    Lame excuse, Kennard…, of course she’s not going to buy it.

    “Um…, ok…, I…, uh…, sorry about that. I was coming back to the table when I bumped into this artist and she um…, we were just catching up. We haven’t seen each other in a while…, to be honest I didn’t know she was still here…, and well…, sorry, I didn’t mean to just leave you here.”

    Comments

    1. Another great chapter mate, we had to wait for it, but it was worth the wait! I’m liking where this is going, the tension is palpable. Next chapter please xx

    2. It seems Jobadge is an excellent teacher. Rachel Shelley wrote in UK DIVA magazine that JB is going to publish all the pics she took on the LW set including one of her almost nude. Could it be a copy of yours, Jo??

    3. Glad you are feeling better. Love this story and so happy to see another chapter. This should be a tv series, black, with “our girls” of coure, playing the leads. PPS

    4. I just recently began reading some fanfic again and your story is sweet and tender. “I lean on the railing with both hands as I take in the sight.” This reminds me of Ellen’s “Puppy Episode” where she is trying to lean in and get a closer glimpse of Laura Dern…errrr…I mean the La Brea Tar Pits.

    5. Love the slow pace that you are taking us on. The kiss I hope for many more. After all LH is the best kisser on the site and with Bette she was wonderful. Hope you are better

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