The honeymoon had been long over and done with for Bette and Harmony for 3 months now.  They didn’t need an exotic location and fancy scenery to feel the love.  The honeymoon was every day for them.  They were settling nicely into their lives together now.  Not that they hadn’t before but it was different now.  They both felt a sense of ease now.  There was nothing left to do.  They both had each other forever and all they had to do now was love each other and be true, communicate and make a conscious effort to keep it fresh and they would be ok.  That was a spoken and unspoken vow they had made to each other and they were both committed to living up to the others expectations.   

 Bette woke early a Saturday morning.  Sleep usually came easy for her on a Saturday.  The long week draining both her and Harmony.  Even Angelica slept late on Saturdays due to exhaustion.  Bette took a quick trip to the bathroom and figured shed return to bed and try to get a few more hrs of sleep in.  Even if she couldnd’t just lying in bed with Harmony was peaceful enough.  As she was exited the bathroom she was struck.  She stood in the door frame looking at the sleeping Harmony.  A sheet covering her half naked body.  She was gorgeous as the morning sun cascading through the window and lit her profile, the ring on her hand that was lying on her chest omitting a cartoon like gleam.  Bette looked in awe at how beautiful she truly was.  As she stood there she let her imagination run away with her.  She could almost see it now, Harmony’s belly distended.  Breasts swollen and rip.  She could picture herself lying next to her rubbing her stomach.  She slowly approached the bed and sat close to her new wife just looking and admiring her.  She traced her fingers lightly then moved on to sweeping a freshly cut bang off of her face.  She laughed at herself a bit when she thought about how pointless the hair cut seemed to be due to the speed at which Harmony’s hair grew.  She continued to trace her features, lips, nose, jaw line, with her fingers as if trying to memorize them.  The sensation of warm skin on skin aroused Harmony from her sleep.  She slowly opened her eyes to find Bette sitting over her.  She didn’t say anything just looked and allowed herself to be looked at, a big step for her in the intimacy department.  After some time Bette spoke.  

Bette:  "How’d I get so lucky?"

Harmony:  "ll tell you once I figure out how I did." 

They smiled at each other.  Bette’s hands continues to roam now lower to Harmony’s taught stomach.  Harmony worked hard at staying in shape, especially now that she was married.  Didn’t want to get comfortable and in turn get sloppy.  Bette traced the pattern of her stomach for some time just imagining.  Harmony noticed the amount of time she took there.  She knew what she was thinking.  And for the first time ever the idea wasn’t so far fetched.  Didn’t seem so crazy.  Didn’t seem so undesirable.  Especially now.  Harmony placed her hand over Bette’s as they locked eyes once more.   

That was it.  Not a word was spoken.  Bette made a silent declaration of her desires, and Harmony made a silent declaration of her desire to oblige.  That was it.