“So, it’s going to be like that huh, regarding comments I make?” asked T.

Chapter 3

“Bette, you’re still cold,” Tina stated. “Come on. Let’s get you warmed up by the fire.” Tina wrapped whatever blankets were on the bed and she and Bette  made their way toward the fireplace. Tina shed the blankets and arranged a few of blankets on the floor and propped the pillows against the couch.Tina was not embarrassed being nude in front of Bette, she had often walked nude around the house, but that was before the miscarriage. Today, right now, she felt like she was in her own skin again.

All the while Bette followed Tina and her nakedness with her eyes, marveling Tina’s body, the lean legs from running and yoga, the arms and the tight abs from Pilates. Bette’s heart beat hard against her chest. It had been a while since the two of them were intimate. Bette closed her eyes and committed the sight to memory.

Tina took Bette by the hand and placed the still shivering Bette, whose lips had a tinge of blue, on the floor. She knew she had to initiate the contact. She had missed Bette, missed the comfort Bette could provide, missed her touch. After the miscarriage she didn’t want to do anything let alone be touched. She knew it had wounded Bette and she knew she had a lot to make up for. Tina took the thick down comforter off the couch and draped it around her shoulders. She opened it. “Come here,” she ordered the brunette.

Bette made her way to Tina. Tina wrapped the comforter around them and they both leaned back against the pillows now acting has their headboard. Bette’s body was starting to warm as she lain against Tina. Her hands moved down to Tina’s lower back and began massaging Tina’s sensitive spot, the dimples of Venus. Bette had found the dimples on the lower back a turn on and touched it whenever she could.

“You’re so beautiful, T. How did I get so lucky?” Bette asked as played with the indentations on Tina’s lower back.

“You’re the one who’s beautiful. I see other women look at you.” Tina looked down at Bette. She tried to concentrate by the feel of Bette’s hands on her body was distracting her.