"Oh um yeah sure" Janice offered sadly.

Bette beamed, "Thanks, you really are the best"

She went back to gathering anything she would need for her weekend off. She smiled to herself when she thought that if things went well between herself and Tina, she probably wouldn’t get any work done.

Janice sat in silence, watching as Bette gathered her things to leave. Even through her slightly disoriented vision, she could easily see how beautiful Bette was.

"Bette . . how come we never got together?"

Bette looked up immediately, a look of disbelief on her face. "What?"

"Oh come on, don’t look at me like that" Janice rolled her eyes, "We’ve known each other, what? 9? 10 years? Why haven’t we hooked up?"

Bette dismissed her friend with a breath of laughter and shook her head. She didn’t know what else to do. She was afraid of where the conversation was headed, "You’re drunk"

"Its not like you find me unattractive" Janice continued on, "You hit on me during our first semester at college. You knew I liked you. Why didn’t you pursue it?"

Bette was getting rather irritated with the conversation. It wasn’t the first time she and Janice had one like it, "You know why"

"Because we’re friends? Come on Bette, I would have treated you so good" She reached over the desk and ran a finger down one of the folds of Bette’s blazer, her voice low and husky, "I still could"

Bette’s eyes followed the trail that Janice’s finger took as she felt her heart breaking. She knew that there once you cross a specific line between friends, there was no going back. Janice was dangerously close to crossing that line and that made the brunette sad. She didn’t want to lose her friend.

She pushed Janice’s hand away, "Don’t"

"This is because of Tina isn’t it?" Janice burst out as Bette made her way around the desk, stopping the brunette in her tracks. "You’re in love with her, aren’t you?"

"Yes okay?" Bette admitted with exasperation, "Yes, I’m in love with her but that still doesn’t have anything to do with you and I"