"Hey Angie, are you having an egg sweetheart?" Bette asked, pointing the spatula towards the pan.

"Yes! Yes!" Angelica squealed as she clapped her hands, making an utter mess of the rest of her breakfast.

Bette just looked on with a smile, remembering to tend to the pan.

Suddenly the door opened and Bette could hear Tina panting heavily. As the blonde came into view, Bette could see her slender body aching after her morning jog.

"How was your run?" Bette questioned, her eyes glancing over Tina’s body, lingering at Tina’s chest. Before Tina could notice, she pulled her eyes away and returned her attention to the food again.

"Uh," Tina breathed, walking into the kitchen with her hands on her hips as she kissed Angelica on the forehead, "Good." She quickly made her way to Bette and kissed her lightly on the lips. "How’s breakfast coming along?"

"Wonderful," Bette smiled, clearing her throat as she wished she could have some alone time with her beautiful partner. The tension had only started to build as they neared the two week mark without sex. Both Bette and Tina had been busy with work, and each also fantasized everyday about reconnecting.

"Hey, I’m gonna shower and then I’ll take Angelica to preschool, okay?" Tina offered, already making her way to the bathroom.

"Oh, yeah." Bette shouted, almost forgetting to speak as she watched Tina disappear into the hallway.

To distract herself from her powerful desire, Bette flipped the egg and walked over to Angelica’s plate.

"Here’s your egg, hunny." Bette softly replied before Angelica clapped again and started playing with it. Bette smiled as she put the pan back and worked on an egg for herself.

After Bette had finished eating too, she got up and checked on the egg she was making for Tina. Almost done.

Just as she imagined eating straight off of Tina’s body, she saw the blonde approach out of the corner of her eye.

"T." Bette smiled, an evident glow in her eyes.

"Hey babe," she smiled, going to Angelica.

"I uh … I made an egg for you." Bette offered Tina, gently flipping it.

"Babe, I’m on a diet. I can’t." Tina confessed, leaning down to pick Angelica up.

Bette furrowed her brows as Tina spoke with Angelica. "Hey sweetie, do you have your backpack?"