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Chapter 22
After breaking the kiss for much needed air they both got in the car. Bette turned to Tina knowing that this night was probably gonna end soon which brought a sad expression to her face.
“So… should I take you back to The Planet so you can get your car?” Bette asked softly.
Tina remained silent. She didn’t want the night to end but at the same time she didn’t know how to say what was on her head.
“Mmm… can you just drive me home? I can pick up the car tomorrow morning before going to work.” Tina innocently said.
Bette smiled ear to ear.
“Yeah, sure. And maybe that way you can have breakfast with me tomorrow morning?” She asked with big pleading puppy eyes.
Who could ever resist those eyes? Was all Tina was thinking and yet she was whishing for other plans.
“That sounds great.” Tina said still unsure of how to ask what she really wanted to ask.
God, I’m such a chicken.
Bette gave her that famous Porter smile, happy that she had gotten what she wanted. Once the car was in motion both women were struggling in their own minds on how to ask what each wanted to ask.
I have to ask her… I have to or I’ll regret it for the rest of my days… but how can I? I mean I’ve only known her for like 3 days… if I ask her this she’ll probably go running a mile a second away from me. Was all that was going through Bette’s head.
How can I say it without sounding needy or desperate… damn I hate sounding desperate… but I have to or I’ll really regret it later… Tina was still battling with herself.
“So” they both said in unison, a small giggle escaping both.
“You go first.” Bette said.
“No… you go first.” Tina replied.
“Please, I insist.” Bette said looking briefly at Tina and smiling.
Tina took a deep breath, those smiles were gonna be the end of her.
“I was thinking that maybe you could tell me… that little piece of information you denied me at the beach?” Fuck I’m a coward… why am I such a coward? Jesus… get a fucking grip Kennard and just ask her… Tina immediately said to herself after that lame effort to overcome her fear of asking Bette what she had been thinking of actually asking her.
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Chicken, both of them. Come girls just ask. Loveing this.
Wow. I hope she stays … and perhaps cuddles in with Tina in her bed…. Perhaps more …
As my dad always says “Suck it up Marine” so basically just do it, face your fears and talk to each other! PPS
Who will break through first? I can’t wait to see who will finally get over their nerves first.
Bette and Tina are so damn cute all flustered and chicken-like. I hope that they both get the courage to ask and that the answers are YES!!!!
Oh come on you 2 just ask each other a damn questions already lol. They are so cute and sweet, love them. Please post more, thanks!
PLEASED U BROKE THRU the writer’s block…that kissing in the car was steamy…now push them past their cowardice…pps
please let them get the nerve to ask the other or at least one of them to speak up?? :)PPS
So glad to see you post. These two just need to spit it out. pps
Your stories are great! Except the way you suck us in and then abruptly end them. Frustrating!
Geez.. really… you have a great ability to write and you have wrote multiple storys but you stop, then go on to a new one leaving us hanging on the last one..damn their all good please come back and finish them…