“Under my skin, deep in my heart…you make my head spin, Tina,” Bette whispered, as Tina moaned in response, feeling herself heat up again, giving herself over to Bette’s seductive kisses and tender touch.

"So that hot blonde wearing your clothes and making eyes at you…," Tina started to say, an edgy tone creeping up on her teasing of Bette.  On Valentine’s Day, she and Bette had talked again after Tina had abruptly ended an earlier FaceTime session to feed Angelica.  Over in New York, in the meantime, Lauren had left their duplex.  A few hours later, Bette and Tina were able to talk again, and the brunette was apologetic, contrite, but Tina was still steaming.

“Can you hear my heart hammer, and just beat crazily for you?,” Bette whispered in Tina’s ear, as she gently turned Tina on her back and slid over the blonde.  Tina groaned, goosebumps raced across her skin as she tunneled her fingers through those soft curls.  Portions of her skin were burning from the trail of Bette’s kisses the brunette had left as she slowly made her way down from nibbling and licking Tina’s neck, circling ‘round Tina’s ample chest, then continued past her navel, and into her ….

“Ba-a-a-b-y…,” she breathed out, moaning and writhing under Bette’s kisses.

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Tina sat up against the headboard, stroking Bette’s hair, who was lying crosswise on the bed, her head resting on Tina’s lap.

"So Brom is developing a few theories and Mike is flying to LA to check on things, and meanwhile, Kit and Christy will fly back to New York and take Angie with them," she thought out loud, summarizing what Bette said, following the brunette’s discussion with Brom and Mike back in New York.  "You all then think I should agree to have Scott direct the film, and you want me to stay involved with the film so that I can keep tabs on what’s going on?"

"Yeah, T, I know this is going to be hard for you," Bette answered, looking up at Tina with misty eyes.

"Well, it’s going to be really hard on you, too, Bette," Tina answered, softly, her hazel eyes picking up on the pain reflected in those beautiful brown eyes.  "Maybe even more than on me, because I’m directly involved, but in better control now, and I can slap him down if he even thinks of trying anything."