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    The Trouble With Love Chapter Thirteen


    Once she had left the restaurant Tina left Kate to continue with her pursuit of London’s most popular tourist attractions. As she walked back to the hotel she thought back to all the conversations that had taken place between her and Bette over the last couple of weeks. She knew that there was two sides to continuing these talks on the phone. On the one hand she felt more in control knowing that Bette’s magnetic pull on her was dramatically reduced when she was on the other side of the Atlantic. On the other hand how could they really make any progress without looking each other in the eye, without seeing what the other was feeling.

    As she was walking she spotted a park that she hadn’t seen before so decided to go in and take in the view from a deserted bench. While she was sat there Tina decided that now was as a good a time as any to give Bette a call.

    “Hello.” said a sleepy voice on the other end of the line.

    “Hey Bette, it’s me. I know it’s early in LA but I thought that we should talk and I didn’t want you to be wearing a hole in the floor, pacing up and down all day, waiting for me to call.”

    “You know me so well, but thanks for the concern. Even though I’m not sure whether it’s for the floor or for me.” laughed Bette.

    “Listen Bette I need to ask you some questions”

    “Is there a prize if I get them right?”

    “Bette!”

    “Sorry.” Bette noted the tone in Tina’s voice and knew that the conversation had turned serious.

    “I’m not really sure how to beginthis is much harder than I thought it would be.” Tina took a deep breath in while Bette stayed silent waiting for where Tina wanted to start.

    “OK. Let’s start with something easy. How much do you love me?”

    “How much do I love you? It’s like this Tina. When we first started dating I thought about you every minute of everyday and yet I convinced myself that one day you would wake up and realise that I wasn’t good enough for you. That you deserved so much more that someone who was rash, headstrong and made decisions based on their career and not their relationship. Then you agreed to move into the house and you know what, for the first, I don’t know, three months of you living there I never got any sleep, and do you know why? Apart from the obvious reason of why we were both a little sleep deprived it was because I used to lie there watching you sleep and with every passing minute I fell a little bit more in love with you. Then everyday since when I woke up to find you there it was like I never wanted to move because everything I ever needed, ever would need was lying right there beside me, and when I lost sight of that, and lost you in the process, it only came racing back into focus sharper than ever. You’re the only one Tina. Every time my heart beats, it beats for you. That’s how much I love you.”

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