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Uncharted Territory
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Shaking my head and muffling a chuckle I pass the street and get caught in a sparkling web of gold, silver and diamonds. The sun plays with earrings, watches, necklaces, bracelets, cufflinks, rings displayed in the window. Once I read that historically men gave jewelry to women because a) they could afford it, so everybody would know how rich they were, and b) it made the women happy, so the men got sex and that made them happy. The thought disgusts me.
Though, you can tell a lot about a woman by the jewelry she wears. Flashy if she loves a particular kind of attention. Overly excessive – she’s trying to cover her insecurities. Discrete when she’s more a subtle kind of woman. If she wears a bracelet with charms she’s probably the family loving type. A necklace with a medallion whispers traditional and slightly melancholic. Wedding ring… taken, someone claimed her.
Is it the honk of a horn? Sudden laughter or a shift of the air? Something makes me turn around. Across the street the flags of the infamous Hotel Lutetia flutter in the summer breeze. At the curbside in front of the entrance a taxi is parked. A woman descends down the few stairs. Before taking the last step she pauses and looks left and right as the bellboy takes her luggage. Unconsciously I step into the shade to clear my vision. Of course I googled her. As a matter of fact, I spend nights in a row researching her, usually with a bottle of whiskey within hand reach. I had this urge to know everything about her. Who she is, what she does, where she comes from, which circles she frequents. I studied her pictures for hours, until I thought I would lose my mind. I was convinced the answers were somewhere there.
After closing her jacket she tucks her hair behind her ear and steps onto the pavement. And I wait. I wait for my chest to tighten. I wait to break out in sweat. I wait for my breathing to become irregular. And I wait for the images of Tina and her that will make me dizzy.
She tips the bellboy and the taxi driver opens the door for her. And I wait for that all overwhelming anger to jump me and make my feet fly across the street. To hurt her in all the ways that I imagined all those nights.
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Welcome back and congratulations with your upcoming wedding! Did you found the perfect rings?
What a way to come back with this story! They are on the right path and they need to keep talking to each other, about their fears, their feelings, about everything what is troubling them, makes them happy. Show each other by little things how much they love each other.
I am very happy Bette didn’t feel threatened anymore by the woman she got to know by searching Google and Tina cheated on Bette with. Still it will sting and hurt sometimes but their is provement.
Thank you for this chapter!
Bibi! Thank you for the wishes and your comments through out the story. The perfect rings are still waiting to be found but it’s just a matter of time ;).
Many CONGRATS on this fab news!! Thanks for sharing!!
Now leave me be to partake of this chapter
Thank you DumplinT. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. :)
Congratulations! There is nothing better that building a life with the one you love and who loves you in return. May you know a lifetime of happiness.
May Bette and Tina continue to find their way back. It’s still rough for Bette but will hopefully continue to get better. That woman needs to stay away from Tina. Yes, Tina has told her it was a mistake but she needs to continue to be as direct as possible. Oh, and Mrs. Porter was a very nice touch.
Dear Billy. Thank you for your lovely words. And your comment, it means a lot.
Congratulations on your engagement! It was as lovely to hear as seeing this new chapter.
This story is giving me all the feels. I love that Bette doesn’t make herself so sick anymore over that other woman because she is getting more and more confident in her relationship with Tina. She called her Mrs Porter and baby… so lovely <3
Hey Cam!
When are you going to post a new story, we’re eagerly waiting. Tick tack, tick, tack. No pressure. ;)
Thank you for your encouragement!
“Honey, I won’t make it home for dinner we’re about to set Manhattan on fire; I had such an amazing day at work today, we finally killed the mother, it was beautiful; Sorry babe, I gotta run, our monkey’s escaped.”
Bwhahaha – this made me laugh out loud. great chapter and congratulations on the home front!
BK
We’re happy we succeeded to make at least someone laugh with this story haha. Loved your comment, thank you BK!
Ive read all 21 chapters in 2 days, I cried 5 times during it all. I am in awe of this story. It’s honestly so good. <3
Hello Dean,
We’re hoping it doesn’t sound too weird when we say we’re happy and sad at the same time that we made you sad. Not going to appologize though. ;)
Thank you for the uplifting comment!
Besides the rest I particularly loved how you wrote NC-17 scene! How you used jewelry to translate Bette’s layered feelings. This wasn’t sex just for purpose of putting sex in ff, but with a meaning to move story forward. Not to mention that it was hot, far from simplistic description, but truly well written. I don’t think I read similar NC-17 in any other ff.All the ‘ahhhs’, ‘ohhhhs’, ‘yesss’ etc. never bring much to the story for my feeling. Well done!
You are not thinking to finish this story soon, right?
Are you such a troublemaker as your nickname implies?
I’m happy someone noticed the jewelry part, but I don’t share your opinion on NC-17 scenes in other FF’s. There are many amazing writers around here!
Enjoy the next chapter Troublemaker!