Bette nodded, and added a pout, as she looked away from them and looked again at Jenna.

Roger and Jeremy exchanged another long look, before Roger commented, “Well … I guess we all have one or more of those.”

Bette chuckled, “Yes.  But we all don’t always get a second chance at those, do we?”

“Yeah, you’re right there,” Jeremy laughed lightly in return, and asked, “But, then again, I thought you were really happy being married, Bette.  So why now with Jenna?  What changed your mind?”

Bette shrugged, “I don’t know.”  She kept silent for a beat longer, timing the silence mentally, as if underlining the importance of what she was about to say.

She turned to look at them, so that they could look her in the eye, before continuing, “I guess regret about various things comes to us all when you’re faced with dangerous situations, like when I had that incident with the semi…”  She paused for effect. 

The men coughed a little, grimaced and then looked at each other knowingly before turning back to Bette.  (It seemed a look that spoke volumes – something to remember for the future, Bette thought.)

She continued, “And yesterday afternoon after that crash out in the sea.”

“You forget lots of little things as you move along with your life,  and get married, have a child.  Just moving along.  And then all of a sudden …”

Jeremy pursed his lips, and nodded, and picked up from where he thought Bette left off,  “All of a sudden, you get a second chance with someone.”

Jenna brought their drinks over and Bette encircled her arm again around Jenna’s waist after accepting the drink from the newly-blonde woman.

“And you wouldn’t want that second chance to slip away, would you?” Bette continued, before giving Jenna a dazzling smile.

The men exchanged another meaningful look at each other again, and fell silent.  They were both reflective as they drank from the tumblers they’d each been holding.

Bette took a sip from the drink Jenna gave her, and drew her head back a little, taken aback.  With a small smile, she asked, “Wow! What is this, babe?”

Jenna chuckled, winked, and answered, “Sex-on-the-beach.”

Trevor had joined them, and laughed.  “What?  Are you trying to get Bette drunk or something?”