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Bette took the blonde’s hand into hers and brought it up to her lips to kiss. “I want you…to rest, sweetheart.”
“Mmmmm…whatever you want babe…” Tina unknowingly whispered directly into Bette’s ear in a husky voice as she felt herself falling…falling into a peaceful place.
Bette adjusted the pillows and gazed at a very tired Tina. ‘Whatever I want? Fuck, Tina…don’t tempt me! I’m trying so hard here…’
Tina’s heavy lidded eyes fluttered briefly then remained closed as she began her descent into a slumber. Soon Bette saw the steady rise and fall of Tina’s chest and realized her love was finally asleep.
Bette let out a sigh…of frustration…of relief…of accomplishment…but most of all, of love.
Tina stirred slightly as Bette pulled the covers over her body and lightly kissed her forehead. “Sweet dreams, baby…”
As Bette slowly began to move away, Tina shifted her body to face Bette and unknowingly draped her arm over the surprised brunette.
Bette tried her best to remain still and smiled as she gazed at the peaceful blonde in the dimly lit bedroom. ‘You are so beautiful, Tee…’
Bette was sitting upright against the headboard and feet stretched out on the bed. Tina’s arm was wrapped around her waist and soon placed one of her legs over Bette’s as well.
This was a scenario Bette had imagined far too many times to count in her head. ‘Tina falling asleep…and waking up next to me.’ Bette caught her reflection from the dresser mirror and saw the goofy smile that the blonde always put on her face. ‘Shane’s right’ Bette thought, ‘I’ve got it bad.’
Bette placed her hand over Tina’s. Her thoughts continued to flit back and forth between the reality of having Tina right beside her and the dreams that pranced in her mind. Either way, Bette’s goofy smiled expression was not going to disappear any time soon…despite the fact that Bette’s cheeks felt the tingle of a future facial cramp.
Eventually, Bette’s dreams dominated over present time thoughts and the brunette had dozed off. Bette’s head jerked erratically in her sleep and the actions caused her eyes to slowly open and blink a few times.
‘What time is it?’ Bette wondered. Her focus zeroed in on her bedside clock and the green illuminated numbers flashed 2:30 a.m. in the semi-dark room.