Provocations – The Aftermath – Page 4

"Hold me," Tina said quietly.

Bette did as was asked of her. They fell asleep, drained of even the ability to have a conversation.

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Bette was the first to awaken. They had managed to work themselves into more comfortable positions by the time the morning sun was streaming in the window of their bedroom. Bette brought her hand up to touch where Tina had struck her face. A bit tender. Probably not bruised though.

"Sorry about that one," Tina said quietly. "I guess I got carried away."

"It’s okay, I kind of stepped into it," Bette held her tight. "It was me too. How are your wrists?"

"They’re fine," Tina replied. She moved to face Bette and ran her hand over Bette’s side. "When did you decide on her? I thought you were going to end up with one of the artists from the show."

"That would have been a bit cliché, don’t you think?" Bette asked rhetorically. She went on to explain. "She approached me."

"And as usual, you didn’t even have to put any effort into it," Tina sighed.

"When did you figure it out?"

"I knew when I found you crying in the shower," Tina said. She drew her in for another hug. "You don’t have to take a sexual affair so seriously Bette. I know it’s me that you love."

"Thanks for waiting until after the opening was over," Bette said, comforted by the embrace.

"I didn’t know who it was yet," Tina explained. "So I made a point of letting you work the room, just like you always do. And I watched you."

"I thought Alice saw me with her," Bette said. "It’s a fine line – I was trying to let you see something without incurring her wrath.

"Well, she didn’t say anything, so she obviously doesn’t suspect," Tina said. "It wouldn’t be hard to explain away, even if she did."

"It seemed to be taking you forever, even with all the hints I left," Bette said. "I wasn’t going to be able to maintain the guise of being with her for much longer."

"I had it in my head it would be an artist," Tina repeated. "A carpenter hey?"

"The show was exhausting me," Bette said. "I didn’t have time to cultivate a liaison."

Tina sat up into a full body stretch.

"Oh God, I’m stiff," she arched back with her arms overhead.

"Don’t get up," Bette reached for her. "I want to make love to you."

"I’m coming back to bed," Tina assured her. "I want you too…

Tina rose to brush her teeth before returning and crawling under the covers.

"Do you have anyone in mind for next time?" Bette asked.

"You have to figure it out!" Tina laughed.

"You already do…"

"I’m not telling," Tina shrugged. "But it’ll be a few months…last night was amazing, but emotionally draining too."

"Is it a man?"

Tina kissed Bette hard on the mouth.

"Last night was about me, but right now is all you," Tina’s fingers unbuttoned Bette’s dress pants and were soon sliding over her. "I love you."

Bette’s fervent desire to say ‘I love you’ back was smothered by Tina’s kiss, which coincided with the gasp brought on by skilled fingers.

In stark contrast to the events of the night before, mutual declarations of love and trust laced their morning interaction.

They walked into the Planet to meet their circle of friends at two o’clock that afternoon. Bette glowed in the public triumph of a successful show, and in the private life that she shared with her love.

(the end)

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