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    “If somebody loves you…won’t they always love you?”…chpt. 18


    Chapter 18: The aftermath: Like a woman you have been to me…fulfilling life’s most precious fantasies

    After breakfast Bette and Tina both decided to head over to the park..the weather was sunny and warm and there wasn’t a sight of one bad cloud in the sky…Bette and Tina made their over to the bench…Tina sat down first and Bette joined her moments later…

    “whew…I’m surprised we even found a seat…”

    Bette smiles before me…she turns and faces me…leaning back against the green wooden chair…

    “I know…geez…I’m suprised it’s not that packed…”

    I smile and say….

    “I know for a Satruday afternoon…”

    I glance over at a couple…a man and a woman jogging our way…the man jogged in front of the women and coached her on as they made their 4th lap around the track…the man announced it out loud as he passed Bette and I…I glanced over at her and watch her eyes…they land exactly on the guy serving italian ice’s from his truck…she looks over at me and says…

    “I’m thirsty…do you want an italian ice?”

    I smile saying…

    “sure…I’d love one…a cherry one please”

    Bette smiles and says…

    “sure…wait here…I’ll be back…”

    Bette retrieves the ice’s and comes back over to me…instantly…she hands me the cold beverage and sits back down…I smile and say…

    “thanks…”

    she says…

    “your welcome…”

    we both taste our ice’s while relaxing on the bench…we’re both sat there silent neither saying a word…it’s feels a bit awkward but nothing I could’t handle…just something that’s gonna take sometime getting used to…the thought of last night popped up into my head again…the part especially when Candace called…I was surprised that she had actually been calling Bette…and I was also surprised at the way Bette handled the situation and when she told me the truth about her calling…

    I look away from my drink over to Bette…I watch her spoon some of the ice and bring it to her mouth…I watch the spoon disappear and reappear in front of me…she licks the spoon and her lips and looks over at me…she blushes a bit and says…

    “what?”

    I smile and say…

    “can I ask you something?”

    she smiles placing the spoon in the cup…she says…

    “sure…shoot”

    I look her dead in the eye and said…

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    Comments

    1. Bette was truthful and Tina simply wanted the truth. They’re talking and working things out instead of running out on one another. The poem was lovely. Please post soon and thanks.

    2. *tears* that was beautiful, gosh im running out of tissue, literally not just a comment, I really have tears in my eyes reading this and other stories too, im a emotional mess I know but yes Im glad they are working it out

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