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    just because (XXI)





    Pacing up and down in her kitchen while her dinner was being heat in the microwave Bette thought about Tina. It was the first night they were apart since they voiced their feelings for each other and she was feeling awful.
    Her body was aching for Tinas, her hands were lost and empty, crying for Tinas skin.

    Shaking her head Bette thought that it was crazy to feel that way, it was silly. She had a million things to do, she had to do the laundry, she had to answer all the emails that were filling her inbox, she had to pay some bills, she could even do some cleaning she thought with a chuckled. Hearing the microwave stopping she moved closer and taking the leftovers she sat at the kitchens table.

    Looking at her dinner, watching it get cold she sighed, feeling her stomach closing. Moving the plate away from her, she took her cell and standing up again walked to the fridge to take a diet coke.

    Dialling by memory she walked to the living room. Sitting on the couch she left the lights off, enjoying the darkness.

    “Hey she softly whispered with a shy smile on her face.

    Yeahhow you doing?…rightat what time?…surewow you are fast.no, reallyme?…I was doing nothing thinking yeah Bette said, chuckling at Tinas comment. Laying on the couch she put her free hand under her head, her fingers playing, caressing a lock of hair while listening to Tina.

    No yeah was thinking about tomorrowyeah work and that stuffwhat?… No I didntyou? What did you have?… Chocolate milk? Bette asked, flirting, imagining Tinas smile.

    I.. I was gonna have some leftovers yeahI guess this time is as good as any other to tell you am not good in the kitchen(giggling)..yeah well you are no, you areI knowbut that chicken was deliciousyeahokI promiseyeahsoat what time does Sandra arrives?…wow and the shooting?…rightright, of course Yeah am sure she iswhat? sure Ill wait Bette said sitting on the couch as Tina was having another call.

    Looking around Bette decided to take a bath. She walked to her bathroom to prepare the tub. She put all her Body Shop products out, ready for use. She left the hot water running and walked to her bedroom to get her just washed pjs. Coming back to the bathroom she noticed the steam clouding the mirrors, smiling she put the pjs on the white wooden stool she had close to the tub.

    Hey!…yeah am still hereyeah, is ok no problem where were we?…yeah surewhat?…yeah, a littleI guess am going to take a long hot bath ..yes ok yesyes mom (she said in a teasing tone)..yeah ok will order some hot dinner ok yeah I promiseokrightyeah.. I will sweet dreams Tee sleep well

    Hanging up, Bette looked at her cell for almost a minute before leaving it on the sink.

    Smiling, thinking about Tinas words, how she urged her to have something good for dinner, how she teased her over the phone, how she sweetly wished her good night Bette felt a shiver run through her back. And it wasnt because her clothes were falling to the floor as she was remembering the words, it was something else and ducking her feet into the hot tub she nodded to herself, realizing what it was.

    Laying on the tub, letting the bubbles and the coconut scent not only filled the room but caress her body, she drifted away, imagining Tina in her sleep, remembering the way she looked in the morning when she woke up at her side, in her bed.

    She remembered how she stared at her, unable to move her eyes from her peaceful looking face. It was the first time she was seeing her sleeping in a bed. She noticed Tinas posture, how her bent leg was covered by the sheet while the other was spread over them. She was hugging the comforter which made Bette jealous. She is not use to sleep with anybody, she thought with a smile. Looking at Tinas face, Bette noticed how the pjs top was opened on her chest, leaving very little to imagination. Blushing, feeling her cheeks burning Bette looked away, thinking that it was not ok, not yet, she had to wait for Tina to be ready. But opening them again she found herself glued to Tinas chest, to the light timid skin she could see there, in between the buttons, as a promise, as a gift.Extending her hand she almost touch it, so appealing, so soft, so tempting. It was painful to restrain her hand not to move to touch it, to caress Tinas chest and collarbone.

    Sighing Bette closed her eyes again, only to be open by Tinas sleepy voice.

    Morning she mumbled with her eyes barely opened.

    Turning, rolling over, Tina moved closer to Bette, covering her chest with the move, letting Bettes imagination rest. Placing her arm on Bette, Tina move even closer, hiding her face on Bettes arm.

    Looking at Tina, watching her awakening, Bette had to smile at Tinas innocence. She was sure that Tina was not aware of how sensual it was what she was doing, how she was moving, her deep, sleepy morning voice.
    Controlling herself, Bette smiled, and putting her arm around Tina, she whispered,

    Morning

    She wanted to say much more, to do much more but just looking at Tina there, in her arms was filling her heart as well as her body in ways that never before shed experienced.

    Removing the hair from her face, Tina finally whispered,

    You want some coffee?

    Still smiling, Bette nodded.

    Ok, Ill be right back Tina said jumping out of the bed. Her long bare legs under the pjs jacket made Bettes body to shiver. It was the first time she was seeing Tinas long legs and it only made Bette to drool a bit more. Covering her face with the sheet, she said, arousal, frustration and happiness all hidden in her tone.

    Gooood!



    Remembering it, Bette played with the bubbles that were covering her naked body. Looking down, she noticed in between the bubbles, teasing her look, what the memories were doing to her hungered body.
    Closing her eyes for a second she thought about it and with a wicked smile on her face she ducked her right hand under the hot water.

    Just as she was finding the road to calm her aching body the doorbell rang.
    Wide opening her eyes, she mumbled,

    *****!

    Standing up, water and bubbles sensually falling down her slim body she jumped out of the tub. Taking a towel, she walked towards the front door to check who it was. Leaving a wet path behind, she was cursing timing and uninvited visitors. She continued cursing till, looking through the curtains, she saw who was waiting for her at the other side of the door.

    Opening the door with the silliest look on her face, dripping water, she mumbled,

    Whatwhat are you doing here?


    Comments

    1. Menories are so wonderful.On cold winter nite they can keep you warm. The they can put a tingle down you soine,ans butterflies in you stomach, Let it be Tina at the door,hot dinner,and to share a hot bath with Bette,Thanks so much for posting.

    2. Please .. Please post by tomorrow morning. I am going out of town for a long weekend and won’t be able to read again until Monday and I don’t want to wait that long!!!! :-) Excellent again.

    3. Beluga… I love the telephone conversation it’s so realistic I can almost see Bette pacing to and fro with a silly shy smile plastered on her face it’ so bloody endearing. Please let it be Tina at the door beluga PLEEEEEEEEEASE

      A delightful read for sure! I find myself wanting more each time *grin *

    4. NO!NO!NO! You can..not..stop here! Beluga, you are killing me! I can’t this torture. I’m too old for this :-) I need to go pop a Xanax. Pleeease post soon? Pretty please?? :-)

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