They say that seven is my lucky number, that we shall see…

Chapter Seven

“Where are we going babe?”

It was Bette and Tina’s fourth day at the cabin and since the sun was up and the road was cleared from snow the brunette decided to take Tina for a small walk.

Bette stopped in her tracks and gave her beautiful wife, who by the way was looking so cute in her white winter jacket and pink tuque, a loving smile

“Tee just come with me and you’ll see” Bette said then gave the blonde a quick kiss on the lips

Tina returned a big smile “Okay babe!”

With their hands entwined, the duo continued with their walk.

The first few days that they had spent in the cabin were truly amazing. They had talked a lot about their relationship on what went wrong, their own shortcomings and the things that they had to do to make the relationship work and grow. Although there were still a lot of things to talk about, both women knew that it was a good start.

They had a few giggles and laugh as they reminisced those sweet moments that they shared in all of the years that they were together, which made them fully realized that their love was truly one of a kind and something extraordinary.

Sex was a never a problem in their relationship even when they were not in good terms, their physical love was always exciting, mad, raw, passionate, sensual, intense and yes… sometimes hungry. The things that they couldn’t verbalize to each other sometimes they expressed it thru the language of their skin and in the days and nights that they had spent together inside the cabin only added fire and magic in their lovemaking.

As they walked along the road, the blonde smiled as she saw how beautiful the place was. The heavy dusting of super-fine snow that fell over the last few days was clinging to every possible tree, bush, cabins and fence post, making the place looked like a true winter wonderland. Pine trees where everywhere and even though the flowers and plants were slightly covered by snow you could still see their vibrant colors. Sound of little birds chirping was music to their ears.