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    Working Late

    "Although," she said, her tone lighter and more playful, "I don’t love how you spend most of your life – our life, here."  Folding her arms across her chest, she rested back on her heels for a moment, narrowing her gaze.

    "What I’m wondering is, could we save money on rent if we just moved in here?"  Her tone held a hint of laughter that Bette couldn’t help smiling at, and she shifted uncomfortably under the eyes of the blonde as Tina raised her eyebrows in enquiry.

    Bette similarly folded her arms across her chest and shrugged carelessly.  "If I don’t start getting results, we might be saving money on rent because well be homeless," she said, deadpan.  "Still," she continued, "I’ve never been a kept woman before. Might be fun."  The expression on her face indicated that it would be precisely the opposite.

    Tina let out a short bark of laughter and shook her head as Bette pushed a hand through her hair and rolled her eyes, the air between them becoming less intense and easing lightly into colors of relief.

    "Seriously, Tee," Bette turned her back on her partner and shuffled the papers on her desk into something resembling a neat pile, "I have to come through on this.  As much as I’d love to tell Franklin where to shove his exhibition, I can’t.  If I don’t get a hold of this art work…"  She finished rearranging the papers on her desk and turned to face Tina, her expression solemn.

    "Well," she sighed, "quite simply, I’m fucked."

    Tina opened her mouth to reply, stopped, then shut it again.  A faint smile glittered in her eyes before it curved the corners of her mouth as she glanced around the office.  Bette frowned slightly, recognizing the mischievous expression crossing her lover’s face, but not yet fully understanding why it was there.

    "Would you like to be?" Tina asked, taking a tiny step back towards Bette.

    "I’m sorry?"  Bette let out a gasping laugh and shook her head, unable to see where this was going.

    And then she saw exactly where this was going.

    She saw the flicker of lust darken Tinas gaze, saw her lovers body poise in a familiar fashion; saw the intent that reached across to her, trailing tendrils of unexpected craving throughout her own body.

    Comments

    1. Here’s the deal.. I am totally in awe of this masterpiece and naming my first born after you is not enough. I am giving him/her to you as a present:) I do not know what else to say except that every word you wrote was titilating. I want to quote my favorite part but then I would have to cut and paste the whole thing. I mean, I am floored, thudded, splayed, spooned..OMG… I knew I was in for a great ride with ” Is that an offer?”.. Gaymo, I know that I have professed my love for you many times last night, but hot damn, I love you! (Nek, be quiet:)). I cannot stop rambling. I hate IC just because she is not you! Give me some more please..Oh, and ” would you like to be?” was too much for my TiBette loving heart to handle… Yes, I would like to be.. OMG.. I need to go before this comment box kicks me out for sheer stupidity!

    2. so hot! loved every word. your writing is fantastic. i especially loved in the summary, “not for the faint hearted. or those who like organized desks.” lmao. i’m guilty of the last part, which is probably why i don’t do office visits, however, i might bite the bullet! *wink* thanks for writing. :)

    3. Shit. I said I wasn’t ever, ever, ever writing again after your last story. Wasn’t that enough? Now you write this and force me to pledge my undying love to you for your erotic literary skills?

      *sigh* Fine. If you insist. :D

      Delicious story. And definitely easier on the heart than the last one. I completely look forward to another story by you. 5 stars!!!

    4. I’ve never read any of your stories before, but something about this one caught my attention. Can’t say I was disappointed at all. It actually reminds me of something I did years ago, but it was still light outside. ALL doors were locked though (wearing huge grin)! Great chapter…keep writing.

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