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    Homecoming * A Tibette Beginnning (Chapters 18 & 19)

     Previously….

     Bette stared into Tina’s eyes, beautiful hazel eyes brimming with tears of their own.  How was it even possible that one woman – one amazingly beautiful and touching woman could undo three years of hurt and anguish in a moment?  Bette stood slowly and rubbed the pads of her thumbs over the blonde’s eyes, and then leaned down to kiss each one,

    "I trust you," Bette assured between each kiss.  "You are amazing, and I trust you.  I do."

     

     

     

    CHAPTER 18

     

    After two hours of laughing and flirting throughout dinner, Bette had banished Tina to the living room while the brunette cleared the kitchen table.  Tina took her red wine to engage in a more detailed inspection of Bette’s shelves.

     

    "You have records?"  Tina called out to Bette from the living room. 

     

    "Yes, I have records," Bette called back.  "Is that a problem?"

     

    "No, not a problem."  Tina fingered through the vinyl until she found a title she was interested in.  "Just another tell-tale sign of your age, I guess."

     

    Bette shook her head and laughed softly as she placed the last pan on the rack to dry.  When she reached over to grab her wine, she caught her reflection in the window above the sink and marveled at how happy and relaxed she looked.  Tina had made an amazing meal and the two of them reveled in the laughter and shared confessions throughout their meal.  Their conversation had also been laced with sexual innuendo and Bette couldn’t help but feel both anxious and excited about what the night would bring. Bette closed her eyes as the dulcet tones of Ella Fitzgerald’s Do I love You? filtered in from the living room.  Of course Tina would have chosen Ella.  Bette turned off the kitchen light and was met by the image of Tina bent over her record collection in the living room.

     

    "Could it be that the young Kennard actually has taste?"  Bette questioned with a smirk.

     

    Tina sipped her wine and stood slowly, "You have a nice collection.  And I have to confess that I actually have a pretty extensive collection of my own"

     

    Bette crossed the room and plucked Tina’s glass from her hand and placed it on the coffee table along with her own, "Dance with me."

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