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Bette turned and wrapped her arms around Tina. She placed her hand on the back of the blonde’s neck and brought her face into her shoulder. After a moment she could feel the hot tears soak through her shirt as Tina cried quietly into her. Bette didn’t say anything. She didn’t know what to say. She just held her for a few minutes until it stopped.
Tina sighed into the strong shoulder of the beautiful brunette, rubbing her wet eyes on her dark sweatshirt. She looked up into the dark pools, their lips were so close, she could feel the warm breath on her mouth. She leaned her mouth closer, their lips less than an inch away from one another. She could feel Bette waiting for her, every muscle in the brunette still. Her breathing was shallow and light. She looked into the dark eyes and saw that they were focused on her mouth. Tina’s hands moved up slowly to wrap her fingers in the dark curls as she moved her mouth the rest of the way until it was pressing lightly against the brunette’s warm lips. She just held herself there for a few moments, their lips touching softly, unmoving. And then she drew back, letting out a breath, softly, slowly. She pressed her forehead against her lover’s cheek briefly and then stood slowly.
Bette stood when the blonde stood up. Her head was swimming. Tina has kissed her so sweetly, it moved her. She could feel the sadness radiating out of the pale beauty. It physically made her heart ache.
Tina wiped her eyes and smiled shyly at Bette. Her eyes were rimmed with red. “Umm, if you need pajamas, they’re in the second drawer on the left.” She pointed to her dresser.
“Thank you”, said Bette, bowing her head a little. She walked to the dresser and opened the drawer and found a faded Fleetwood Mac t-shirt that wouldn’t be too tight around her shoulders as she slept, she hated wearing clothes to bed. She chose a pair of grey shorts with the USC Trojans logo in red. She hadn’t asked the movie exec where she had gone to school and now she didn’t have to. She felt embarrassed for talking so much about herself. Typical. She had spilled her guts and realized she knew very little about this woman that she was having such intense feelings for. She made a promise to herself that she would remedy that soon. Maybe even tomorrow if she was lucky. She wanted to know everything about her. Everything.
Bette excused herself to the bathroom to change and get ready for bed. When she got back Tina was already curled up on her side. Bette switched off her bedside lamp and got into the bed. She hesitated for a moment and then chose to lay on her side facing away from Tina. She immediately thought that was ridiculous and rolled onto her back, her arm coming up over her forehead and resting there. Tina reached over and took a deep pull on her water bottle, set it down on a coaster and switched off her bedside lamp, plunging them into darkness.
A few minutes went by and Bette could hear Tina sigh and turn to face her. Bette didn’t move, she still couldn’t read Tina’s reaction to everything that she had told her, so she was being prudent. Bette knew that the soft kiss that Tina had given her was not a kiss of desire or forgiveness, but of gratitude for sharing her grief.
“Bette”, Tina whispered.
“Yeah?” Bette whispered back.
“Will you hold me?” Tina asked softly.
“I would love to hold you”, Bette said as she rolled onto her side. Tina rolled too, and scooted back into Bette’s body, sharing her pillow. Bette wrapped her arm tightly around the blonde and kissed the top of her head. The blonde’s small firm body fit into hers so well. It was perfect.
Tina sighed into the comfort of the warm mocha arm wrapped around her, enveloping her. She was silent for a minute and then she asked, “Will you come with me tomorrow?” her voice was small, conveying her need for the support from the beautiful brunette who was comforting her, protecting her.
“Of course I will, Tee. I’m so happy that you asked me”, she placed another soft kiss on the golden hair.
A long minute passed. “Thank you, baby”, said Tina and then she was asleep. Bette could feel her breathing change.
Bette was content in those moments; more than she thought she could have been. Soon she was asleep, too.