"You’re going to Kit’s studio?" Bette said angrily.

Tina rolled her eyes and said, "yeah so what?"

"She’s my sister," Bette said.

"Well she’s my friend!" Tina scoffed.

Bette shook her head in frustration, "well I don’t want you to go!"

"You don’t have the same rights you used to Bette, you’re not my life partner anymore," Tina said coldly.

"So you’re breaking up?" A voice said. Bette and Tina whirled around and saw the arrogant social worker sitting in her wheelchair staring at Bette and Tina.

Bette and Tina glanced at each other then at Angelica who was in Tina’s arms. They hadn’t even heard her coming.

The social worker had been absolutely brutal and if she knew that Bette and Tina were breaking up Bette wouldn’t be able to adopt Angelica for sure.

So it was on instinct that Tina said, "yes of course," and Bette leaned forward and kissed Tina on the lips.

Tina was a bit stunned from the kiss and didn’t quite react, but Bette who hadn’t had a single moment of intimacy since Angelica’s birth succumbed to her passion.

Knees trembling, she deepened the kiss by wrapping her hands around Tina’s head and kissing her so passionately that Tina gasped and that’s when Bette’s tongue slipped inside her mouth.

The moment Bette’s tongue wrapped around hers Tina felt a surge of passion that nearly knocked her out.

"Alright, I get it," the social worker said rolling her eyes. Tina and Bette parted and watched as the woman shut the door and the van drove off.

Bette glared at Tina then grabbed her duffel bag from the floor. "Have fun at Kit’s," Bette said painfully.

With her free hand Tina gripped Bette’s hand and turned her around as she was turning to leave. Bette gasped as she was pressed flush against Tina’s body and their lips met. This time it was Tina who dominated the kiss parting Bette’s lips with her tongue and rolling it around with Bette’s.

Bette moaned in surprise then quickly broke the kiss and looked at Angie who was watching them innocently.

"Bette," Tina said her brow furrowing in confusion, "I-I don’t know…"

"I do," Bette said grabbing her duffel bag, "why don’t you figure what you want then come find me? You know where I’ll be."