They sat silently, basking in what had just happened for a few minutes. Bette then stood up, pulled Tina up, picked her jacket off the floor and the wrapped her naked self around Tina once more, kissing her, slowly and lovingly this time, before putting the jacket around her shoulders. Tina watched her as she wandered into the kitchen naked, her cute little pert butt with a swagger of pride. She felt the guilt kick in the second Bette disappeared.
“Baby Jodi can not find us like this”, Tina whispered loudly. Bette emerged, holding an envelope.
“First off, there’s no need to whisper, and secondly I think we’re a bit too late for that.” The joy and content on Bette’s face had been replaced with worry and guilt. She hesitated as she turned the envelope in her hands, before looking up at Tina.
“I feel guilty as hell”
“Me too”
“But I don’t feel bad, I don’t regret for one second what we just did, I love you T.” Tina couldn’t help but smile at the sight of naked Bette, telling her what she had wanted to hear for so long. She felt a teardrop slip out, which Bette swiftly kissed way, wrapping her arms around her. As they sat back down on the couch, Tina knew more tears were coming and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to stop them. As they began to spill down, Bette leaned over and handed Tina her glass of water. She kissed the top of her head and then her forehead.
“Baby, it’ll be ok”
“I know, thanks, I’m just exhausted, emotionally and physically. I suppose I should be thankful I swallowed half our pool last night, at least I’m not hung over!” Bette chuckled,
“Yeah that could have led to a very different morning!”
“Hey! I like to think you hold my hair back and rubbing my back while I puked would have been just as sexy and intimate as what we just did.”
“Oh, definitely.” Bette opened the envelope and looked at Tina, not really wanting to look inside.
Tina, whose crying had subsided, squeezed her hand.
“Just read it”

Bette,
I can’t do this. This morning was painful, but extremely freeing. A big part of me saw this coming but refused to accept it. I do love you, but not in the forever and ever I’ll only have eyes for you kind of way that I wanted. I want you to be happy. Be honest with yourself, learn to express yourself better. I know you didn’t genuinely set out to hurt me, but you did, and that’s why you did. You gave me seventeen reasons why, but one was enough to doom us from the beginning.

J.