She heard the unique call signal of facetime tingle, and swiped her finger across the glass surface to accept the call.

“Good morning, baby,” Tina greeted Bette warmly.

“Hi honey,” Bette answered, blowing her an air kiss. She looked like she was about to go to the gym, or head out for a run.

“What are you doing up so late?”

“Gosh, I didn’t realize how late it’s gotten,” Tina exclaimed, as she glanced at the large-type digits flashing in the deskphone on Bette’s night table.

“Shouldn’t you be getting more sleep in?” Bette asked worriedly.

“I’m pregnant, baby,” Tina answered wryly, “Not sick.”

“Still…” Bette muttered, unconvinced. She narrowed her eyes, “And shouldn’t you be in jammies or something? You might catch a cold there. Not wearing anything.”

Tina sighed. This was going to be a lo-o-o-o-ng 8 or so months. Next she’s going to ask if I’ve taken my pre-natal vitamins. 

“And have you taken…” Bette started to ask.

“Yes, yes, I’ve taken my vitamins,” Tina cut in, and then ran her hand through her hair with some irritation.

As she did, the duvet rolled further down halfway to her lap, exposing more of her skin.

“Baby, really, shouldn’t you put a top on, at least?” Bette asked, again, unable to hide the look of desire that flashed across her face.

Tina caught it, and winked at her.

“Um … but I can smell you all over the sheets here, baby,” she said breathily.

“And sleeping naked against them just makes me …”

“T….”

“Wet,” Tina whispered, blowing a kiss at Bette as she did.

“Whatcha going to do about it?” the blonde asked.

“Run,” Bette growled and then shook her head, “You are such a tease sometimes.”

Tina pretended to pout.

Switching topics, Bette added, “I’m serious, T. Please take care of yourself. I won’t be able to concentrate on what I need to do here if…”

Tina smiled warmly at her, abandoning her teasing act, “I am baby. Please don’t worry about me. Do what you need to over there. What’s on tap today?”

“I’m going to poke around the temporary storage unit. And look at what’s inside that antique chest, finally. And then Tyler and I have an appointment to tour the site of the new Freeport.”

“Sounds like a busy morning.”

“We’ll probably have an eventful evening, too.”

“Oh? Why?”

“Tell you later.”

Bette checked her watch. It was getting really late in New York.

“Baby…”

“I know, I know. I’ll sleep now.”

“I miss you, baby,” Bette said softly.

“Well …we have 49 other sexy positions to go through when you get back, honey,” Tina answered, her teasing voice returning. “So hurry home.”

“And once we’re done with those…”

“Yeah?” Bette asked, licking her lips.

“There’s my list to go through ….”

Bette smirked, “Will I survive all that?”

“You’d better if you want your pregnant wife to be happy!” Tina retorted, laughing lightly.

“I better get in shape for all that then!”

“Uh huh,” Tina answered, with a teasing smile. “I suggest you work on your lungs.  And endurance. So do cardio. Lots of cardio.”