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MK joined Bette on the bed.  They had to scoot quite a ways across the large bed to snuggle up against each other.  Bette felt comfort under MK’s touch.  Bette lay flat as MK stroked her hair,  her arms, gently rubbed her tight stomach.  MK looked at her hands, and placed light kisses on her forehead.  Bette was almost nervous, she had never received so much attention.  MK watch her every more.  They began to talk about almost everything.  There hopes, dreams, fears and failures. 

Bette spoke of Tina which didn’t bother MK cuz she knew that’s what she needed to do.  MK talked about her ex as well.  She told her how she was unfaithful for no reason and though she loved her girl she was never in love with her.  She wanted to try to fix it but her girlfriend couldn’t get passed the infidelity and tried to play the punishment game as Tina did.  MK, unfortunately, wasn’t woman enough to handle it.  Bette spoke to her and told her things effect people differently.  MK seemed a million miles away at that moment. 

MK rolled over onto her back.  Bette then rolled over onto her shoulder and look at MK.  This was the first time she was able to really study MK’s face.  She was borderline breathtaking.  Bette now stroked her hair and face.  She place her hand under MK’s shirt and rubbed her stomach.  Her six pack abs felt good under Bettes hand.  She just enjoyed the feel of MK’s body.  She rubbed her finder along the top of M’s pants just to tease her.  Bette rubbed her arms and neck.  MK felt her breath begin to get shallow.  Bette looked her square in the eyes and told her a story she couldn’t with words.  MK saw the pain and the longing in her eyes.

Bette:  “MK?  I can’t make you any promises.”

MK:  “I don’t need you to.”

Be could tell she really meant it.  Bette place on single kiss on MK’s lips.  She then place half of her body on MK and laid down on her chest.  MK held her very tightly as Bette did her.  MK enjoyed the closeness.  Bette fell asleep from the long day, soft music, and her heartbeats rhythm.  MK looked up at the ceiling and felt fortunate to just know Bette, even if it never materialized into anything.  MK felt her heart falling into something her head didn’t want to follow.  But the head can never fight the heart.  MK thought, held Bette tighter, and fell asleep.

Bette woke in the middle of the night and look up at MK as she  slept.  Bette thought maybe she should leave but the way MK was holding her she couldn’t possibly leave that.  So she snuggled into MK’s neck and let her body rest.

Bette woke the next morning with a note on her pillow:

                        Bette,

Sorry luv, I had something to handle.  Didn’t want to wake you, you looked so peaceful.  I’ll make you breakfast next time, promise.  Have a wonderful day.  Call me when you think of me.:)

                                                                                    MeKayla

P.S.  (212) 555-3472

Bette put her shoes on and sat on the bed and admired the room.  It would look much better after the art arrived.  Bette couldn’t wait to wake up some morning and see it.

TBC