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    What is love? Chapter 1, part 2

    “Let’s go back and find Eric,” Bette said, finishing up her personal tour for Tina. As they turned, Bette said, “Oh, your earring’s come off. It’s in your hair. Let me get it.” Bette leaned toward her and began carefully loosening the piece of jewelry. This brought Bette very close and Tina could not only smell her perfume, she could smell her. And she smelled wonderfully.

    In the few seconds it took to retrieve the earring, Bette had a serious, focused look, somewhat like a child, Tina thought. It was very sweet and winning. “Here it is,” Bette said with an almost child-like triumph. She was grinning as she handed the earring to Tina.

    “There’s Eric,” Bette said and they moved toward him and the group of people that he was with. As they walked Bette chatted casually about the exhibit and Tina wondered if her knees were going to continue to support her.

    In fact, Tina stumbled badly at one point and Bette quickly took her right arm with her right hand and put her left arm around Tina’s waist to steady her. Tina’s embarrassment was assuaged by having Bette touch her again. Her hand was slightly warm and electrifying and her other arm was reassuringly strong as it stayed around her waist, steadying her. It was the first time Tina felt both passion and security with Bette’s touch.

    When Bette was certain that Tina was OK, she looked at the floor carefully to make sure that there was no defect that would trip someone else. Couldn’t have art patrons falling flat in her gallery.

    The remainder of the evening was something of a blur. She met many more people, whose names she did not remember. Eric took her through the exhibit, commented on all the art; later she could not remember anything he said. All she could think about was how beautiful Bette was–and how sweet–and how intelligent–and how charming.

    Her eyes found Bette in the room as often as possible and her heart jolted each time she glimpsed her. She was always chatting charmingly with someone who seemed enthralled. It was as though everything in the gallery but Bette was out of focus for Tina. But Bette she could see clearly.

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    Comments

    1. Ahhhhh I like this. Very diferent from other portrayals regarding their meeting in the gallery. Seemed like the only one feeling sparks was Tina….please continue.

    2. Great start to this story, always want a very interesting beginning for them. Post soon.

      SydneyWade, I like your moniker. See you enjoyed Annette Bennings protrayal of Sydney E. Wade, consultant and the apple of the President’s eye.

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