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The Language Of Love Ch 6: Left Behind
"Good morning Dean Porter" Kevyn said, her voice a little louder than normal. Bette lifted her pounding head off of the desk and gave Kevyn an angry glare. She laughed and handed Bette a cup of coffee, "Might help with the hangover". Kevyn glanced around Bette’s office noticing all of the fine pieces of art that adorned her walls.
"Thank you…and you’re late" Bette began to rub her temples, she had a migraine the size of the war’s budget.
"Hey that’s an original Sean St. Claire painting…" Kevyn said pointing to one of the works of art as she sat down in one of the chairs opposite of Bette. "Yeah sorry I had to drop Alice off so she could pick up her car…".
"No excuses…" Bette stood up and began walking around her office, "and just because you’re…" she paused, "whatever with Alice…don’t think because we’re friends I’m going to take it easy on you or give you a break".
"I just met Alice we’re not anything" Kevyn replied as a matter of factly.
"Yeah I’m sure…" Bette continued her lecture much to Kevyn’s dismay, she was growing tired of Bette’s constantly riding her ass, "and could you at least have the common courtesy to dress yourself properly when you come to your job…I don’t really like seeing your underwear…". Kevyn looked down at her clothes, she immediately felt offended by Bette’s comments.
"Look this is my style…" Kevyn stood up to meet Bette’s eyes, "I don’t tell you to remove the stick from your ass…" Bette’s face turned beet red at the mere mention of her being uptight. "You know what…fuck this…I don’t want this fucking job…I don’t need this shit". Kevyn gathered up her things and stormed past Bette, slamming the door with a thunderous thud causing Bette’s head to pound.
"Hello…" Papi knocked gently on the garage door as she glanced around, Jenny closed her notebook before she waved Papi inside.
"Hey" Papi stepped inside and looked around a bit more.
"What were you just doing" She asked, just making casual conversation.
"Um…writing…its just a book I’ve working on for a while and I really haven’t had a chance to work on it lately" Papi knodded not fully understanding what Jenny meant but being sincere in her interest.
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I love both Aliss and Dana but Al really diddn’t have to do my girl Dan like that.
poor dana … not so much! lol she needed to squirm a little.
hi! i know this comment is 6 months late, but I just read this today so just in case you get this, PPS. This is really great! thanks:)