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She giggles as the words stall in my mouth. ‘We’re about to watch a movie.’
‘Which one?’ Diane asks in a smiling voice.
‘Seriously Out of Africa again?’ Tina’s mother sighs dramatically. ‘I pity you Bette.’
‘I made peace with myself long time ago that I will watch that movie at least once a year for the rest of my life.’ My eyes caress as much as my fingertips do, stroking the silky blonde lock behind Tina’s ear before I hand her the remote and she nests between my legs with her back against my chest.
‘The things you do for love.’ Diane’s voice drifts off contently.
‘Don’t look.’ I lean back holding the notebook tightly against my chest.
‘Are you keeping a diary about me?’ Bette playfully leans in trying to take a hold of the notebook and nuzzles her nose in my neck. ‘Dear diary.’ She starts in a funny voice. ‘..surprisingly Bette was still awake last night after I made her watch that same old movie for the millionth time. After it was finally done and she couldn’t win the discussion whether Meryl Streep or Katharine Hepburn is the greatest actress of all time once again, she resorted to my favorite distraction, using her unprecedented ability to blow my mind with only a kiss. And oh my god, when she put her skillful hands to use I just swooned. She is so…’
‘…presumptuous.’ I cut her throwing my head back laughing wholeheartedly.
‘Is this presumptuous too?’ She smirks before capturing my breath with her lips and her tongue invites mine to continue last night’s dance. Slipping my hand in her hair I pull her deeper into the kiss. Seizing the opportunity of the unguarded moment she steels the small scrapbook from my hands and beams proudly.
‘Hey, give it back.’ I squeal as she turns away from me holding the book out of my reach on arm’s length. Those long arms are perfect to take something from cupboards that I can’t reach and to envelop me in a tight embrace, but not so when I’m not ready to show what till now was only a vague idea that lingered in the back of my mind. ‘Don’t read it. It’s nothing.’ I say as she starts browsing through the pages.