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Author’s Note –
Hi everyone – It’s been a year since this novel first started!! It’s been a great experience.
Thank you for your continued support, encouragement and amazing comments and interest in this marvelous couple & family!!
Be safe wherever you are & stay well.
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Previously From The Sequel Chapter 6 –
“Now you’re scaring me.” Tina wiped some of the tears from Bette’s cheeks as she lay on the pillows next to her. Uncertainty in her eyes.
“These are tears of happiness babe.” Bette smiled as she turned in towards Tina and wrapped her arms around her lover. Burying her face in the hallow of Tina’s neck. She sighed happily. “I’m just so happy babe. You have me so happy.”
“Aw. Well good.” Tina took a deep breath and now smiled too. Sheer joy in her heart for what they had just done and what it had meant to them both. Connection, freedom to love again. “So am I. Extremely.”
“That was amazing.” Bette said as she started kissing the blonde’s neck and shoulders. Her passion returning. “Better than I remember.”
“You are quite welcome babe.” Tina laid back onto the pillows, bring Bette with her. Silently thanking whatever god she had to for this moment. “I’ve missed this. Missed you.”
“So have I babe.” Bette told her as she nibbled Tina’s neck. “I love you, love you, love you.”
Tina raked her fingernails up Bette’s sculptured back. Delighted by the actions of the brunette. Wanting and welcoming her attention.
“I would like to return the favor my love.” Bette asked, settling herself above Tina and balancing her weight on her elbows for the moment.
“Please do so my love.” Tina brushed a few damp stray curls from Bette’s forehead and curled her own fingers into the thick dark locks.
Bette reached down and kissed her, bringing their lips together once again. Rolling on each other as they had practiced for years. Both tasting of scotch and sex. Their movements well known to the other and perfected over time. The pulled apart at last and Tina sighed, feeling Bette’s hands and mouth moving downward and she knew their night wasn’t over just yet . . .