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    The Special Two

    Story written on March 15, 2009 by black.
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    Chapter 8 – The second I feel her thumb rubbing against my skin, I become conscious of where my hand is.

    Ok so at least I’m not the only one rambling…, she does look adorable when she’s nervous.

    “Bette…” I interrupt laying my hand on hers before she has some sort of panic attack and I continue. “It’s ok…, don’t worry about it…, besides is not like you were gone that long.”

    “I know but…, I’m with you right now and it just didn’t feel right.”

    The second I feel her thumb rubbing against my skin, I become conscious of where my hand is.

    While I should be blushing, looking into her eyes relieves me from any discomfort.

    Smiling with a small squeeze on my hand she says. “Shall we eat?”

    “Yeah…, we should before it actually gets cold.”

    We both release a content laugh and begin eating…, happy to just be in each others company.

    **

    Following lunch we walked along the pier. We really enjoyed the way…, there were artists everywhere, from people dancing, painting, singing…, to those who imitate statues.

    We spent some time looking at the paintings with Bette explaining to me that sometimes this is how artists start.

    I was tempted to buy one of Big Ben but she had proposed we wait…, she was sure we would find others that I would love even more.

    When we reached the Country Hall, Bette insisted on getting the tickets for the ride. Since I had paid for lunch she didn’t hear any of it.

    There are still not many people around so I’m sure she’ll be back soon.

    I’m glad I was able to stay out here…, the day is indeed beautiful.

    With all the noise around me, it would be impossible for me to hear Bette come up to me…, however I feel the need to look back and for a second time I’m startled by her figure approaching.

    At the restaurant I was preoccupied with the image of her and the artist that I didn’t give it much thought…, but now I’m aware of my reaction.

    It’s out of the ordinary although it seems I can feel her before she’s even near me.

    “Miss me…?” She brightly smirks.

    “Always…” 

    Through an even wider grin she leads the way toward the entrance of the Eye.

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    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??

    9. 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

    10. 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.

    15. 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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