“We are awfully high.”

“Well you better hope he can get us down before I go into full cardiac arrest.”

“Are you really that scared?” Tina asked, chuckling. Her laughter stopped, however, when Bette didn’t respond. Inching closer, Tina snuggled into Bette and tugged at her sleeve, making Bette wrap an arm around her shoulders. “I’m sorry.” She kissed Bette on the cheek. “I wouldn’t have dragged you on here if I had known.”

“It’s okay. I didn’t tell you.”

“So, is it just Ferris wheels? Or heights?”

“Heights. Especially of this magnitude.”

“Ah.” Tina nodded and then turned Bette’s head with her hand, placing a short kiss on Bette’s lips.

Bette smiled, her eyes twinkling. “What are you doing?”

“Distracting you.”

“What?”

“Is this your first time on a Ferris wheel?”

Bette nodded.

“Are you serious?”

“As the heart attack I’m having.”

Tina rolled her eyes at Bette’s response before planting another soft kiss on her lips. “Do I have to spell it out for you?”

“I think I get the gist.” Bette said, pulling Tina closer.

“Mmm.” Tina hummed, grinning as Bette planted a soft kiss just underneath her ear. “Quick study.”

“Damn straight.” Bette whispered in Tina’s ear. Tina felt tingles run down her spine. Bette continued to kiss below Tina’s ear, slowly making her way down. Tina closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side, allowing Bette more access as she slowly planted soft kisses down Tina’s neck to her collarbone. Tina pulled Bette’s mouth back up to her own, kissing her with fierce passion. It wasn’t long before the women were making out, barely coming up for air.

That is, until they heard a whistle.

The women broke apart, dizzy and disoriented in their passion. Bette and Tina looked around and realized that they were suddenly on the ground. The wheel operator gawked, some immature males hooted, and an angry mother shielded her child’s eyes as she left, tossing the women a disgusted look. Tina could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks as she fumbled with the metal bar. Bette looked at her; it was her turn to torture now that they were back to ground level.

“Well, well, well. Do my eyes deceive me? Miss Kennard, are you blushing?”