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Two To Tango Chapter 4
Her whole entire body, spills onto the floor, into a giggle fit. “OH GAWD, you want me on the floor too?” Tina asks exasperated as Bette waves a hand into the air.
“TINA! MY TUMMY, I CAN’T TAKE IT.” Those green eyes were expressive, and express a puzzled look as well. “Oh my gawd, Bette tell me what the hell is going on? What?” The brunette giggles unable to begin to speak coherently. “Oh lawd, I swear to you. I wouldn’t ever dare too…” Tina tries to gather words and felt red. “Wait! So, you weren’t hitting on me just NOW?” Porter’s tears fall in a fit of laughter and shook her face.
On the inside though, it felt weird to even suggest otherwise. Vanilla skinned Kennard looks onwards with a beet red expression and turns around immediately.
“Well FUCK ME, I feel like a fool.”
Tina covers her face.
Porter began to arise, feeling horrible for even laughing at this woman. The immediate guilt sunk in and tries to turn the woman around. “I feel so fucking embarrassed. I mean of course, you didn’t mean that. I mean you’re straight and I am me. I will be forever alone. Sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you Bette.” Tina covers her flushed face, as Bette flickers her eyes and reveals the truth.
“Alone? How, is that even possible? You’re beautiful Tina and any woman would be lucky to have you in her life.”
Bette admits as Tina turns around. There was a mere moment the two lost themselves in that eye gaze. “You do?” Bette swallowed hard and only could nod.
In seconds, it felt like she finally saw what everyone else did, to be captivated by one Ms. Kennard. Only to some she was merely a dancer, and player by night. No, there was so much more to her and Bette Porter was starting to see it. “I do, I do mean it.” Tina clears her throat as Jack entered the hallway with a smile upon his face.
“Hey!”
He utters.
Interrupted by his voice, Tina finally caught the knot in her throat.
It felt like a pang to see him kiss those lips. “I uh, so are we doing this together?” Tee asks as Helena entered the front door with smiles. “Jackson! It’s lovely to see you again, fine fellow. Are we ready, to cha-cha mister?”


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