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    Short Story on The Beginning of B & T

    That’s how it all started, we became friends instantly and became good friends within days we just clicked. I felt like I had known her forever. We talked about everything, and she seemed like to be the only person on earth that know me so well that she’ll know what I wanted and so fort even I didn’t have to spell it out to her. She was there whenever I needed someone (although, I want and crave for her all the time), and even if just to speak to her on the phone, *****, we could just sitting there and be silence on the phone just to know the other is still on the other end of line.

     

    I especially like her spending the weekends with me, going to supermarkets to get groceries together, went over to each other’s house to ‘teach’ me how to cook (more like cooking for me). It drove me insane to have to hold myself back to snake my hands around her waist while she was cooking on the stove.

     

    Then in the lazy weekends afternoon, she would be doing some reading on my bed while I would be doing my work from my desk beside my bed. Watching her falling asleep so peacefully on my bed just made me feel so settled with my life. I could definitely see my future and growing old together with this lady. She’s so cute when she started to stir and murmured something then shifted and fell back to sleep grabbed hold on my pillow tighter. Oh gosh, I just so wanted to spoon her and fall into endless dreamland with her.

     

    Without realization, she had been spending quite a lot of time with me since we get to know each other. Then one day in a restaurant, “How’s Eric?” Bad bad choice of question. Her face turned from cheerful into worried. We haven’t spoken much of our own relationships; or rather we didn’t speak about it at all. Just too afraid of jealousy that would show the ugly claw if we did mention anything about our private relationship with other people. Most of all, I don’t think I could handle her rambling about how good Eric could possibly be.

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    1. Now that’s what I love…how your words can evoke my heartrate to go thru the roof…awesome writing…did I mention I really loved Kiss….still reread it..love your writing…

    2. this was such a treat to read, loved it, all the emotions and fears and love…maybe you should write it from tina POV, so we can see how it happened that she fell in love with bette

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