Furious as ever, Bette opened and slammed the front door of their 4 bedroom New York house.  "James, I don’t fucking care what they said! Make it happen!"  She closed her eyes tightly while still gripping her phone and took a deep breath and exhaled sharply.  "Bad day?" she heard from across the room. The familiar voice always had the ability to calm her nerves even in an outrage. Bette opened her eyes to see the angelic blonde in the kitchen, standing over the stove sautéing almost-ready chicken and vegetables. Bette shook her head as she started walking to her muse, "just people’s fucking incompetence."  By the time she had spoken her sentence, she had reached Tina and gently slid her arms around Tina’s waist to hold her securely. She paused and breathed in Tina’s essence which flowed through her like an electric shockwave. Bette lowered her head instinctively and kissed Tina’s neck gingerly. "Mmm. Smells amazing baby. How are you home so early? Where’s Angie?"

Tina turned off the heat of the regularly used stove and turned within Bette’s arms. Tina wrapped her arms around the frustrated brunette and began running her fingers up and down her back lightly.  "Well, we finished wrapping early," Tina began to kiss Bette’s neck, "and Michelle asked if Angie could sleep over," Tina moved to the other side of her neck, "and since it’s a Friday and there’s no school tomorrow I figured ‘why not?’" Tina moved her mouth from Bette’s neck up to her jaw line finally reaching Bette’s soft, awaiting lips. Tina let her hands roam up the back of Bette’s arms, to her face and as she pushed away Bette’s dark curly locks, she embedded her fingers into them, holding Bette’s head securely. Their lips moved in harmony as their breath became shallower. Bette used her natural strength to slide both of them safely to the counter and she pushed Tina against the hard granite counter. Bette’s hands began to explore the body that never ceased to amaze her, regardless of how familiar.

 Tina, feeling as though she could faint under the intensity, loosened her fingers in Bette’s hair and slid her hands down to her shoulders as she slowed the kiss that she wanted to last forever. "Babe, you have to eat something," Tina breathed.  Bette brought her hands to Tina’s flushed face and swept her blonde hair behind her ears. With a long exhale, Bette complied "Ok." Bette eased her grip on Tina and reached above her to grab a couple plates while Tina re-heated the chicken medley.