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    Our first Christmas…Chapter 5

    Previously: 

    “Just promise me you’ll come back.”

    My heart breaks as I rush into her arms, both of us burying our faces in the others neck. I feel her shaking as she sobs, my whole body rocking along with her. I am so sad for her and for myself at this moment, but also relieved that we have at least started the journey to fixing this problem of ours. I hold her face in both my hands and brush her damp cheeks with my thumbs trying to remove some of the excess moisture. I gaze deeply into her eyes willing her to see just how much I love her when I offer a simple answer to her heartfelt plea.

    “Always.”

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     ”What’s so funny, baby?” She has her eyes closed, her nose pressed against my cheek. 

     

    “Nothing really, just thinking that I’m going to have to do some laundry later.”

     

    She cracks one eye open and glances down. With a little shrug of her shoulders she says, “Totally worth any dry cleaning expense” and with that she closes her eyes and snuggles deeper into our embrace. 

     

    “Absolutely” and I nod my head in agreement at her last statement before letting myself succumb to our little nap before what I’m sure will me a long night of make up sex


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    Bette’s POV

     

    We’re standing in the terminal at LAX, waiting for Tina’s plane to board. We’ve wrapped our arms around each others waists and her forehead rests softly against my own. I’m fighting the tears I can feel building because I know Tina needs me to be strong right now. If I break my resolve, she’ll stay with me without a second thought and I need her family to approve of me, because they are important to her and she means everything to me. I see a lowly tear blaze a wet trail down her cheek and I lean forward to kiss it away. She inhales sharply when my lips graze her skin.

     

    “I can’t go baby, you need me here.” It’s the same argument we’ve had over and over the last two days.

     

    “I always need you, but you need to see your family. We’ve discussed this already. It’ll be okay.” She lets her head nestle into the crux of my neck and we tighten our hold of each other.

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