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    Twisted Triangles – Chapter 44b

    After we were both spent, lying out on my bed, sheets and covers thrown to the floor; I get a strange feeling. It’s the familiar feeling of regret, but there’s something else. I’m aware of something else around, but I’m not sure what.

    “I’m going to shower and see if Grace is up for dinner.” I tell him without waiting for his response. I have to rid myself of this feeling and maybe a shower will help.

    “Ok.” He hesitates biting his lower lip before continuing. “Tina?” I turn to him as his voice took on a serious tone. “Look, I want you to know that this, what happened, is not why I came over. Are we really ok?”

    “Yeah, we’re great.” I tell him kissing him on the cheek and turning to the front door.

    He beats me to it and opens the door for me. “Damn sis. She has a room!” I hear Eric remark. When I peak over his shoulder, I see Grace on top of Bette, surprised by his sudden appearance and trying to shake the cobwebs from her head, no doubt caused by the command of Bette’s embrace. I remember the heady feeling of Bette’s kisses, making me throw caution to the wind, literally making me dizzy. A feeling of panic and rage are coming over me and before anyone spots it on my face, I race to the bathroom, slamming the door.

    The shower was little help, as I can’t shake the mental image of Grace straddling Bette. But what did I expect? They’re dating. They’ve probably have had sex on that couch. All while I was gone. Fuck.

    “Tina” Grace catches me before I get to my room. “Bette has something to tell us, so can you join us in a bit?”

    “Yeah, sure. Let me get dressed.” I still feel out of it. Dizzy almost, just remembering what I had with Bette, what I’m doing with her brother, and what she has with my best friend. God, I hope it’s not something big. I don’t think I could take another ride on a rollercoaster right now.

    I waited until I heard Eric settling in the living room before I emerged. Just as I expected, Grace and Bette were cuddled on the large couch. I took the chair with Eric and held my breath, preparing for the onslaught.

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