Bettes face fell. It was quite hilarious, but I thought I might better not laugh at that moment. She went a very cute shade of red.
“Oh… I… I’m sorry, I didn’t… know,” she stumbled. She was just too adorable.

Ewan, who had looked very frightened, extended his hand.

“Nice to meet you too,” he said. Bette took his hand, searching for words. Now, if that wasn’t the great Bette Porter not finding words.

“I’m really…” She turned to me. To my surprise, the tears were brimming in her eyes. “Tina, honey, I really didn’t want to be… rude, and… I just, I thought, and… Fuck! Can I please, please make it up to you.”

“I’m not so sure about that, Porter,” I said, barely able to hold myself from bursting out laughing. A look of horror appeared on Bettes face and I couldn’t hold myself.

“You are evil, Kennard!” Bette grinned goofily. “Now, can I offer you these flowers? I found them along the way and I thought you might like them.”

“If that isn’t a coincidence,” I said. I looked at the flowers in awe; they were beautiful.

“Primroses,” Bette said, clearly proud. “They mean ‘I can’t live without you’. Fits perfectly to how I feel about you.”

“Thanks, sweetie,” I said, giving her a kiss on her lips. “Where did you buy them? Aren’t all shops closed by now?”

“A good friend of mine lives closeby; I kinda woke him up but when he heard that I was very much in love with the most special woman on this earth, he wasn’t too mad. I don’t fall in love very often, you see, and he never liked Cassie anyway. I’m sure he’ll just adore you. You have to meet him.”

She was just going on and on and she was just so cute it almost hurt.

“Bette, that’s all really amazing. How did I deserve this?”

“Being you,” she smiled. “And I was going to ask you something as well.”

“Ah, I thought there must be something.”

“Like I wouldn’t give you flowers otherwise!”

I noticed Ewan was a bit uncomfortable, he was left out of the conversation.

“Bette, as I said, this is Ewan. We haven’t seen each other in years.”

“I’m truly sorry, mister…”

“Kennard, but please do call me Ewan. I’m not old enough to be called mister.” Ewan was his old self again. “Nice to see that my niece has a girlfriend that cares that much about her. You did scare me off. I don’t want to be the guy who hits on Tina one day.”

“I am really sorry, Ewan.” Bette turned to me, looking like she was in panic. “Do you get hit on a lot? You have to tell me if it happens, I swear I’ll kick their asses!”

“Yes, you prooved me that,” I smiled. “I didn’t know you were of the possessive kind.”

“I didn’t want to, I mean, you know… I don’t want to lose you, not again.” That last thing, she whispered.
“It’s okay, Bette.”

“Look, it was so good to see you again, Tina, but I have to go now. I will call you.”

“Oh, okay.” I gave him a final hug. “I’ll see you then!”

“Nice meeting you too,” Ewan said to Bette. She was still a bit embarrassed.

“I’m sorry,” she said again. “I’ll see you around then, too, I guess?”

“Sure,” he smiled. He turned around and went back to the street.

“Tina, I’m so fucking sorry, you know, I just thought that he was-”

“It’s okay, Bette, really. But you wanted to ask me something?”

“Yes,” she beamed. “Look, I know that maybe it’s a bit soon, but I’m sure of this. We know each other, we’ve been together. Being apart was a hell for me and I never want that to happen again.”

“It won’t, I’m sure. But what is it that you’re asking?” Tina asked, a bit suspicious. She didn’t know where the brunette was going, and she was being so mysterious. It sounded like she was asking the blonde to marry her. For a second, the thought lingered in her mind. She liked the idea, but quickly got rid of it. It was way too soon for that.

“Would you like to move in with me?”