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“Yea, you’re right.”
“Um, remember if you need anything, I’m here.”
“I know.” Bette responds trying to keep her emotions in check as well. “Thank you again for everything.”
“You are my family you know. You always will be.” Tina states as she longingly looks in Bette’s expressive dark eyes. A trace of a smile on her lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Bette answers honestly, unsure of what to do next. Her expression a mix of wonder, hesitation, amazement and love.
“Come here.” Tina can’t resist her feelings any longer and finally reaches out to Bette. Just like she had done thousands of times in the past. She knows Bette can’t resist her request. She takes her into a loving embrace.
They both wrap their arms around one another and feel their deep bond again. Neither wants to let go. Memories from their past flood back for both of them.
Bette strokes Tina’s back and tightens her hold on her ex-wife. Her long arms wrapping around Tina. She presses her hands along the top of Tina’s sweater and rubs her shoulders. She leans into the side of Tina’s neck and inhales her scent. That warm vanilla spice again. She presses her body the full length of Tina. Wanting that physical connection. She closes her eyes and savors the feel of Tina in her arms again. She doesn’t ever want to let go.
Tina can feel Bette’s warmth through her sweater and she feels so good in her arms. Bette had always been an inferno with her body heat and it warms Tina to her core. Bette’s scent of earthy musk fills Tina’s senses. It’s intoxicating as it always has been. She holds on tight and circles her arms around Bette’s neck. She feels so right in Bette’s arms. Where she belongs. They just fit together, they always had. Like they always would. She softly caresses Bette’s curls with her fingers.
Bette feels Tina’s slender body and shivers at her touch. She has one last request for the evening.
“T, Please. Please don’t go.” Bette whispers in Tina’s ear. Her voice deep and thick with emotion. “Please.”
The Next Day
“Mama!” Angie shouted as she walked into the kitchen the next morning and gave her mother a big hug. She was surprised, yet happy to see her first thing in the morning. “When did you get here?”