Bette nervousness could be seen from a block away. Her usual calm was replaced by animated gestures as she tried to compose herself.

I, I think you know the answer to that Rayne, Bette confidently rebutted. Why? Its not like youre going to do anything about it anyway, Bettes confidence rose higher and she finished her drink.

You sound very sure of yourself, Rayne eased closer and Bette eased back slightly. Thought so, Rayne cocked her head as if challenging Bette.

Rayne, you know Im attracted to you and have been for some time, but you said yourself that you know I have things going on at home, so why are we playing cat and mouse?

Bette Porter! Rayne said emphatically. If theres anything you know about me, its that I dont play games. Bette felt herself turned on by Raynes *****, authoritative tone. You know the expression, dont start none, wont be none right? Bette nodded. Well, youre dangerously close to it right now. Are you willing to

Before Rayne could say another word, Bette covered Raynes mouth with hers and kissed her into silence. When Bette let go of Raynes face, she paid the check and walked away from the bar leaving Rayne awestruck. Bette took the elevator back to her room and leaned against the inside of her door wondering what shed done and if shed gone too far. And before she could contemplate any further, Bette felt the door opening against her back and she spun around to see Rayne coming through it.

Howd you?

I had the spare.

Bette and Rayne stood face-to-face separated only by intense silence and heavy breathing.

What goes on here, stays here? Bette panted as if pleading.

Only if you can truly handle this Bette, Rayne cautioned. Theres no turning back, no remorse, and no what ifs. Ill only go on if youre absolutely sure you can handle this whatever the outcome is between you and me, Rayne continued.

Im sure, Rayne gave Bette a hard stare. Im sure. Positively.

Rayne kissed Bettes neck, unbuttoned Bettes blouse, and breathed in the vision before her. Rayne trailed the kissed from Bettes neck to her chest as she slid the blouse off Bettes shoulders and removed her bra. Bette opened her eyes to watch Rayne kiss her and she felt even weaker than when she was with Candace. Rayne pressed her body against Bettes as if she was imprinting herself, and then inflicted the precise amount of pressure as she tweaked Bettes already hardened nipples as she loosened the string on Bettes pants allowing them to fall from her hips. Bette pulled the clip from Raynes hair and ran her fingers through it making Rayne moan out loud.