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Tina never really bought into the idea of Valentines Day. Too sappy, too forced, too commercialized. A made-up holiday. A marketing scheme that sold millions of dollars of cards and flowers and chocolate. Being told to schedule a day for showing your beloved that you love them was silly in her mind, unnecessary. But this
”You have got to be fucking kidding me!!” Tina didn’t even really hear what Angie was saying, it didn’t register initially because every nerve cell in her body and every thought in her head was on Bette. All she knew for sure was that Bette’s lips were no longer on her own but she could
The light from the full moon shone through the bedroom window, shining gently on the sleeping form on the bed, covering her in softness, nighttime, whispers. It cast just enough light to turn black into blue, muting the room as if everything was on pause, night the only witness to the breathing of the person
Since they were up all night, they got a later flight the next day, Tina finally leaving the Toronto apartment behind. The few possessions she wanted would be picked up and mailed to her in the days to come. It was a quiet ride to the airport, but their hands found each other as Tina
From Chapter two – The stewardess brought them each a glass of chilled champagne, and Tina looked at Bette before taking her sip, unsure if this was celebratory or just a nice perk of traveling first class. Big brown, soulful eyes stared back at her. Eyes the color of a forest after a rain, eyes
Tina watched from the kitchen window over the sink as Bette did yoga by the pool. Packing the last of the kitchen supplies, she already had the boxes sealed and ready to be loaded when the moving truck came in the morning. Outside, Rosie mirrored Bette’s movements as best she could, her own little yoga
Tina flashed her passport and boarding pass at the agent at the entrance to airport security. She sighed heavily, watching as he exit stamped “Singapore” on a new page, handing her boarding pass back to her with a wave of his hand, already looking at the next traveler. Security was a breeze, having Studio pre-check
Waking, Tina stretched, wiggling her toes deeper under the blankets, the familiar smell of Bette’s laundry detergent filling her nose. It smelled like home. Carrie was allergic to the scented detergent, so Tina switched to a scentless Arm and Hammer Sensitive Skin detergent when Carrie stayed over. The symbolism in such a simple act as
“Babe? Bette? Babe? Where… oh, there you are. I can’t get the breast pump to work and I left the other one at work. I’ll have to nurse before we can go… is that ok? What are you doing?” Bette’s head popped out from Rosie’s closet, her curls obscuring one eye. “What? Oh, sure. Of
Alice was frantic. Seeing Bette break down at her launch party moments before sent her into a frenzied panic, for Bette to cry in public, to sink down to the nearest chair like all the fight had been drained from her… well. The fuck just happened. Alice had never seen anything like that before, not
Tina took her usual seat in the waiting room, next to the same tired plant on one side, the same small end table on the other. At least the magazines were new, but the couple across the room looked familiar and were doing what Bette called “whisper fighting”, as they did almost every time. Setting
A month passed, then three. The construction on Boo’s little house next door finally completed and Saturday deemed move in day. Everyone would be there to help, with a pool party to follow. Most interesting was that Boo invited a friend to come meet everyone, a woman she had been spending time with over the
In all the years of their long relationship Tina had never seen Bette look at her like she was right now. Used to the many different gazes of love, of lust, of pure desire … even of anger or despair, confusion and… hurt, regrettably, of course. Many times, Bette looked at her with sweet fondness,
“I just don’t think she’s ready, Tee. I mean why, exactly, does it have to be today?” Bette followed Tina into the kitchen where Tina started packing a lunch for Rosie, her little backpack already sitting on the counter with a change of clothes and her rabbit for naptime. Bette was still in her pajamas,
They waited three months before telling anyone, wanting to be sure, wanting to absorb the news and make sure the fetus would make it through the first trimester. While the intent was not to keep their close friends from the excitement, they felt strongly that keeping this part of the journey private was best, especially
“One more push, Honey. You are almost there… that’s it…I am so proud of you…” Tina’s voice was soft, encouraging as she spoke in Bette’s ear, one hand holding Bette’s tightly palm to palm, while the other moved sweaty curls off the brunette’s forehead. “You can do this, Baby… we are so close to meeting
It was as if overnight Tina’s pregnancy made it’s presence known. She woke feeling bigger, achy, her hips and back protesting the position she slept in and when she sat up to go to the bathroom, she noticed a dark line from her belly button to her just above her mound, although it was hard