This story has been set to a rating of R. Age verification is required to proceed.
Bette flicked through a magazine, her feet up on the coffee table. She was relaxed. She had put Xavier to bed and was wating for Tina to come in from the studio. She knew that she had been wrapping and getting ready to send Peggy’s pieces to her.
Tina walked in and closed the French doors making sure they were locked. She walked into the living room and smiled at her wife. She walked over and sat next to her wife, gently ran her fingers along her wife’s jean clad leg.
“Everything ready for Peggy?” Bette asked, putting the magazine down and taking her wife’s hand and gently playing with her wife’s fingers.
“Yes, Roman will take them to Peggy tomorrow, we can start on family matters now,”
“You mean us having another baby?” Bette smiled softly, her eyes locked on her wife’s hands.
“I spoke to the sperm bank, they still have our sperm. I’ve also spoke to the doctor,”
“What did she say?”
“Dr Wilson says that if I get pregnant they will have to keep a closer eye on me because of my age, but I’m healthy enough. She wanted to know how we want to do this,”
“You mean the insemination?” Tina asked,
“Yes, she wanted to know whether we want a home kit or if I want to do it in at the office.” Bette looked at her wife,
Tina reached over and gently pushed a stray hair out of her wife’s face. Enjoying that feeling of touching this woman. That this woman is hers.
“What do you want?” Tina whispered.
“Mmm,” Tina said after a moment of silence.
“I would want you to do it, I want us to be able to make our child together. I feel like if we did it at the doctor’s office it wouldn’t be us doing it, it wouldn’t feel right,”
“Then we get a home kit.” Tina smiled
“Bette, we are having a family together. We are doing this together. I want to be apart of this. I know I’m going to need to step up. I get that. I love you. I love Xavier, I will love our child that we make together.”
“Fuck I love you,” Bette whispered.