Falling in love is like being hit by a truck, minus the wounds. Feeling sick to your stomach, high one minute and low the next. You feel starving hungry but yet can’t eat a thing. You feel hot one moment, and cold the next. You feel forever horny, full of hope and enthusiasm. You have a permanent stupid grin fixed to your face, and you think you can conquer anything, you love life with a mad passionate intensity.

It appears without any warning, you fall so deeply in love you feel like you’ve been pushed off the top of a cliff. There’s no time to think about what’s going on.

Tina wasn’t expecting any of it, of course she was attracted to Bette, she had started to gain some sort of feelings towards her, the sexual chemistry they shared between them was catastrophic, but love?

She never imagined in her wildest dreams she’d fall in love with Bette, with another woman, for that matter.

And yet it was as if they were two soul mates who had found each other, two beautiful passionate people, whom who’s, destiny was deemed to be together.

“What are we going to do Bette?” Tina asked after spending the most exhilarating 48 hours of her entire life with this woman.

“Well we are going to get ourselves out of the crazy love less relationships we’re both caught up in, and then we are going to do something even crazier like get married and have a dozen kids and grow old and grey together.” Even though Tina could hear the jokiness in Bette’s voice. She knew Bette was being serious, and she was. Bette had meant every word.

“We are?”

Bette grinned. “We are.”

Tina took a sip of her wine, letting the complex, delicious tastes steal any words from her mouth. She wanted so much to tell Bette her thoughts and her feelings but something was holding her back.

“You taste just as good.” Bette was watching her.

“So bitter and yet so sweet.” Tina muttered.

The smile twisted on Bette’s lips as she stared into the blood red wine.

“Would you stay if I asked you to?”