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(7 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)‘Tee?’ ‘Coming!’ ‘It’s starting . . .’ ‘I know, I know,’ Tina said, a little breathless as she scurried barefoot across the hardwood floor towards where Bette was sitting. ‘Everyone okay?’ Bette asked, making room by gently pushing Solly, a cute, very sleepy Cocker Spaniel, along onto the end of the sofa. ‘Mhmm.’ Tina reached




(0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5, rated)Love centered (chapter 3) Bette “ don’t hide from me tee” Tina stills her hands, now covering her breasts not looking at Bette, afraid of what she might see in her eyes. Those eyes that say more than anything that comes out of her mouth. Tina has always been able to read Bette so well




(8 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Tina grabbed Bette’s hand squeezing it tightly as she felt the plane start its descent into Raleigh Durham International Airport. She was always known for her calmness and steady hands in the operating room. Nothing could frazzle or shake her when she held a scalpel in her hand. But now….as she returns back to her




(8 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)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,




(9 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Next few weeks passed by in a blur of activity. They dutifully attended individual therapy and couples therapy once a week. Bette worked and studied a lot. The interior renovations were almost completed at her law firm. Bette held a few more staff meetings where issues were fully addressed. Each employee was given an




(4 votes, average: 4.75 out of 5, rated)Bette’s POV The Earth is infinite in its way of constantly turning, changing, and evolving yet it pays no attention to the people that rely on its constant movement to survive. It’s the same with the heart that beats within us yet we are so oblivious to it that we take it for granted. The




(6 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Lincoln Square, West Side – twelve days later – Monday – 9:30 am – Bette Porter’s office. With an arm sling on her left side, Tina was in her office searching for something on her computer. The common door with Bette’s office was open on purpose by the brunette, so she could watch her




(4 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)The remainder of the weekend was spent together as a family. That Saturday they had had breakfast together, lounged together, embarked on a rather long conversation regarding the past before New York, and Sunday was spent doing much the same. They cooked together as a family, peppering meals throughout a cascade of topics, some of