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    Tonight You’re Mine – Chapter 3

    Previously…

    Bette looked up. “Bottled water, please.” She looked through the binoculars focused on the man. That’s definitely him. She thought. She scanned the stands, wishing to find the blonde. She felt someone sit next to her. “That was quick.” Bette said not looking up and assuming that it was Alice. When she didn’t get a reply she lowered the binoculars and turned her head.

     

    “Hi.” Tina said, biting her bottom lip.

     

    “Hi, yourself.” Bette replied and smiled.

     

     

    Chapter 3

     

     

    Bette placed the binoculars on her lap and twisted in her seat. She looked at the blonde sitting next to her. She’s just as beautiful in the daytime as she did in the dimly lit movie theatre with only the light from the screen illuminating her.  She felt her heart quicken. She widen her smile as she extended her hand to the blonde. “I’m Bette Porter. It’s nice to see you again, Tina, considering the last time I saw you were running away.”

     

    Tina took her hand in hers. A little electric current shot from Bette’s hand to her hand. She wanted to jerk her hand away, but couldn’t. They held hands longer than necessary. She looked at Bette to see if she felt what she felt. Reluctantly she released the brunette’s hand. “You remembered…and I wasn’t running away…I was…hiding.”

     

    “Oh? Who were you hiding from Tina…?” Bette let it known that she was expecting the blonde to give her last name.

     

    Tina caught on. “Kennard…Tina Kennard.” She let out a sign, “Even though I work in the movie industry, I don’t like the photo-ops that I’m required to do sometimes.” She admitted. “What are you doing here?”

     

    Bette turned to the action on the court. She pointed. “See the brunette? Dana Fairbanks? She’s a friend of mine.”

     

    Tina looked at Dana. She had heard the athlete had recently come out. If Dana was a lesbian, was Bette her partner? Oh, my god…Bette Porter…she’s the lesbian gallery owner that her boss, Peggy Peabody, was telling her about. Bette had recently introduced Peggy to an up and coming artist and had her spend a fortune on some pieces. “So Dana’s your friend.”

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