Tina hugged Mario before sitting down in one of the seats.

“Hello, Tina. It’s been such a long time.” Mario said.

“It has, I’m glad to be back.”

“Your new song ‘Moonlight Kisses’ is a great success. What inspired you to write it?”

Tina made eye contact with Bette for a split second before answering.

“Someone very special.”

Mario smiled and leaned forward. “So, you are dating?” he asked interested, grinning.

“I am.” Tina said, sounding quite proud.

“Who, if I may ask?” Mario sounded curious.

“I’m dating Bette Porter.” Tina said and then looked at Bette who smiled sweetly at her. The camera zoomed in on Bette before going back to Tina and Mario’s shocked face.

“Oh, so that’s your lady?” Mario asked, pointing at Bette who smiled.

“Yes, that’s my lady.” Tina acknowledged.

“You have been lying to me.” He said with a smile on his face.

“Oh, I have?” Tina asked playfully.

“You always let me believe you were straight.”

“Well, turns out I’m not.” Tina said.

“Are you scared for what’ll happen to your carrier?” Mario asked.

“A little, but I think being honest is more important than my carrier. I think that my real fans will stick with me. The fake ones will go.” Tina said.

“Let’s hope that you have very committed fans” Mario said Tina smiled. “Well, there were rumors you had a romance with Ms. Porter after the duet you did last month. Is that when it started?” Mario wanted to know.

“Right after.” Tina said.

The interview turned back to music and after ten minutes, it was done. Tina went backstage where Bette was smiling at her. Tina walked up to her and kissed Bette softly on the lips.

“You did great, baby.” Bette said. Tina grinned.

“I couldn’t have done it if you weren’t in the audience.” Tina told her girlfriend and kissed her again.

“Let’s go to my house…” Bette came closer to Tina and whispered in her ear “… and celebrate our coming out.”

Tina got a hot flash, took Bette’s hand and dragged her to their car.

———-

The Next Day

This was crazy. The paparazzi were standing outside of Bette’s house, waiting for a picture. The internet was full of articles about them; photo’s where they were hugging on every site. If you listened to some music station, they were talking about them. Not that Bette or Tina really cared because they were entangled in crumbled sheets and each other’s arms and legs. The blinds were down and they were enjoying the afterglow of their amazing lovemaking.