Through ragged breaths, Tina spoke first.

“Mmmm, a feast fit for a queen.”

Bette responded, “Uh huh.”

As Bette’s body calmed from her most recent release, she turned and looked intently into Tina’s eyes.

“Baby?”

“Hmmm?”

“Do you know what’s coming up within the next two weeks?”

“My symposium in Vegas?”

“Huh? What are you talking about T?”  Bette props herself up on one elbow and looks at Tina.

“Remember, I have to go to Vegas and participate in a symposium for neurosurgeons on blunt head trauma in the elderly,” 

“Oh, yeah; no that’s not what I was talking about T.”

“OK … I give up.  What are you talking about?”

“The 28^th, remember?”

“Umm, nope, sorry.”

“Geez T!  It’s our first anniversary together.”  Bette jumps up out of bed and storms off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

A flustered Tina sat up just staring in the direction of the bathroom door.

“Bette! Babe I’m sorry!”  When she received no reply, Tina got out of went and went to the bathroom door.  She tried the door knob and found it to be locked. She knocked gently and said, “Babe, please open the door.”

“No,” replied Bette.

“Bette Porter, open the door now or I will break it in.”

“Yeah right,” says Bette.

With that, Tina lams a shoulder into the door and pops it open flying across the bathroom and landing on a heap at Bette’s feet.  Bette looked down at her lover and started to laugh hysterically.  She was laughing so hard, tears were running down her cheeks.

“What are you laughing at Bette,” asked Tina angrily.

“You,” chuckled Bette.

Tina rolled over and assessed herself for injuries.

“Fuck! What are you laughing at?”

“That was great,” Bette got out while continuing laughing.

“Bette!  I think I hurt my shoulder.”

“Well it’s no wonder the way you came barreling through that door.”

“Why did you lock it?”

“I wanted to be alone.”

“Bette, you are such a child sometimes.”

“What!?! Fuck you Tina, you forgot our anniversary.”

“Fuck you Bette, I did not, we didn’t make love until September last year.”

“Yes Tina, but our first kiss was on the 28^th of August.”

“What?  Oh come on Bette, your basing the beginning of us on a kiss?”

“You come on Tina.  You know as well as I do that kiss was a defining moment between the two of us.  You know from that point on neither of us could stop thinking about the other.  We were so preoccupied we, as well as our co-workers, were worried we would cause harm to our patient’s.”

“Oh…that.  You are right about that,” said Tina timidly.  “I’m sorry Babe.”

“Tina, you …”

Tina got up and put her arms around Bette.  “I know Baby, I hurt your feelings.  I’m sorry.  I really didn’t mean to hurt you.  I know how romantic you are and how sensitive you can be.  Can you forgive me Babe?”

Bette stood staring at the floor during Tina’s apology.  She continued to stare when Tina had finished.  Tina leaned in and kissed the top of Bette’s head.  Bette stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, causing Tina to start giggling.

“Does that mean I’m forgiven,” asked Tina.

“Hmmm, we’ll see.  And what, exactly, were you thinking by body slamming that door?”

“I was worried about you Bette.”

“Really?”

“Yes really.  I knew I hurt you.  I just wanted to make sure you were OK.”

“OK, I’ll forgive you T.”

“Thank you Baby.  Can I have a kiss?”

“Woa, now you’re pushing it a little bit.”

“Bette!”

“OK, OK, I give, but just a little kiss.”  Bette lean in and kisses Tina’s nose.  “Now, Doctor Kennard, let’s see what damage you’ve done to your shoulder.  Hmmm, it just looks a little bruised, I think you’ll live.”  Bette kisses Tina’s shoulder; first a little peck, then another, followed by her dragging her tongue up to Tina’s neck and then her earlobe.  “I wonder how you can make it up to me,” says Bette lasciviously.

“Keep that up Porter, I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

TBC…