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    Je t’aime (part 2 of 3)

    Every day that went by there was something different about her, an intrigue and pull which drew Bette in towards her, all coupled together with those old quirks and anomalies she’d loved so much in the past, the tilt of her eyebrow as she questioned something coolly, the mischievous glint in her eye when she plotted and planned and the plump dimples in her cheeks as her radiant smile shone through, her immaculate, winning smile.

    “I love you …” Bette squeaked, suddenly feeling the need to say it whilst they were still sort of clothed, not in the throes of sex or orgasm, but in the quiet light of day, where Tina would know it held an impossible truth.

    Tina sighed, and paused her exploration for a split second, letting the three words wash across her, she bit her lower lip in quiet thought, searching her internal dictionary for the right translation, “Je t’aime, aussi …” she whispered shyly into Bette’s left ear, kissing the lobe and pulling away to rest her lips softly against Bette’s cheek as she did so,

    Bette grinned and saying nothing, crouched herself a little to wrap her arms around Tina’s behind, lifting her and hoisting her up to rest against her waist,

    Tina chuckled, and cried out excitedly as with her shirt wide open and her pants sitting precariously on her hips Bette walked them both away from the door and towards the bed,

    Tina grinned as Bette set her down, not loosening the grip her legs had on Bette’s waist, pulling her in and grasping hard as she came to lie on top of her,

    Quickly they both shuffled around, Tina relieving Bette of her shirt and pants as Bette went to work on the fastenings of Tina’s dress, her hands moving softly over the warm skin at the back of her neck, casting shivers down Tina’s spine,

    Bette leant back, both of them on their knees in front of each other, waiting silently. She undid the tie then allowed herself to watch as the silken black material fell away, revealing Tina’s naked torso,

    “I love this dress …” Bette growled, leaning in to kiss her as her hands slid it free of her hips, “I love you in it … and I love you ‘out’ of it,”

    Comments

    1. They have to work to be together. This can go on for a long time but sooner or later the world will find out what we know already, there is no other love like Tibette love.

    2. Incroyable!! You struck the right tone of their relationship and love. Not taking each other for granted but totally appreciative of what they have in each other. And not willing to lose it again. Just wonderful!! PPS.

    3. Babe, I think I love your conclusion most of all. Though there are so many parts of the story that I could point to as being just so lovely…your descriptions of those daily daily experiences, that human experience of being so in every moment (which is something I admire in you as a person and as a writer)…the way you weave the characters together through power imbalances and miscommunication to come to a place of harmony (which lets face it, is a natural place for us to live as much as it is ideal)…your ending really gets me, how when it comes to Bette, Tina’s sadness can live alongside being elated. Lovely work baby, and I promise always to inspire as much blushing as possible in you…not for its own sake, and not only because you’re so cute while blushing, but because you deserve every blush-worthy word and compliment I can give you;) xo

    4. “They weren’t that innocent loved up couple whose hands never parted, whose fingers and mouths kissed and touched long on into the night. Instead they were a family, and for Tina that was bigger, grander, and more touching than any stereotypical bunch of flowers.

    5. I’m breathless. That story was absolutely exquisite. I felt as though I was watching the two find what had been lost while exploring all that was new between and within them. Sofa, this is one of your best ever. So many wonderful parts — Bette falling asleep after her flight in Tina’s arms, the shared shower, Tina buying a new suit for Bette, Tina telling Bette she loved her in French… So much beauty and romance. Ahh…C’est Magnifique!

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