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As Tina stirred awake, she could immediately hear the soothing sound of someone breathing behind her, could feel the warmth of another human presence. Quickly refreshing the memory of last night, the blonde opened her eyes. Bette was there beside her and Tina realized that Bette’s arm was wrapped around her waist. Tina let out a content sigh and turned over, moving carefully in case Bette was still asleep.
Tina’s breath stalled as soon as she bumped into Bette’s brown wide-open eyes that were watching her fixedly, the pupils so dark and clear Tina could see her own reflection. While the intensity of Bette’s stare was unsettling, her relaxed face and beautifully serene appearance gave Tina a sense of reassurance that everything was going to be alright.
”Hi,” the blonde murmured, letting a timid smile curl the corners of her lips.
”Hi,” Bette replied in half-whisper. ”How’re you feeling?”
”I’m feeling good,” Tina said. ”You?”
”Me too,” Bette uttered. ”You were cold during the night, so I had to find something to cover you and make you warm.”
Tina frowned slightly, then lifted her head and looked down. There was a throw blanket over her body. She laid her head back onto the pillow and looked at Bette. ”Thank you,” she whispered.
”Did you sleep well?”
”I slept well, although this new bed is awfully uncomfortable,” Tina chuckled softly. ”Nothing like your old bed.”
Bette smiled. ”Looks like that between cheap and comfortable Mrs. Caroll chose to buy cheap.”
”I don’t blame her. I’m actually grateful to her. Thanks to her, there IS a bed.”
Tina bit on her lower lip. ”Do you have to be somewhere today?”
”I was thinking to spend the day with you.”
”Don’t you have to go to work?”
”I’ll call in sick.”
”You don’t have to.”
”I want to,” Tina said.
”Okay,” Bette acknowledged. She then pulled herself up to a sitting position, swinging her legs off the bed. ”What do you wanna do?”
Tina studied Bette’s back. They were both still in their clothes from the day before, and Bette was in her black uniform shirt, which had gotten wrinkled from a long night of sleep. Her long curly hair was tousled all over the place and it looked so inviting that Tina longed to reach out and run her fingers through it.