Bette walked in behind Tina, glancing up from checking Tina’s ass out again, she cleared her throat. “You still good with a chicken salad wrap and lemonade?” Better asked.

“Yes thanks!” Tina was afraid to look at Bette because she knew Bette had been checking her out and she was blushing profusely. They had hardly looked at each other square in the eye and the sexual tension had risen to boiling point.

Bette sat on the couch opposite Tina, she hoped the distance would cool things down, but she hadn’t bet on the blouse Tina was wearing. She almost gagged, but managed to open and close her mouth a few times before swallowing. The knock bringing their lunch saved her, because she got time to recoup. Steal glances at ALL of Tina before she was left alone with her again. Damn this woman and the tings she does to me.

“So, what’s on your mind?” Bette sat down after helping James set everything. The busy helped her, but not much, so she bit into her wrap to allow Tina the floor.

“I want you back.” Tina said.

Bette lowered the wrap that was almost at her lips. She put it down and stared at Tina. Tears filling her eyes as she silently looked at Tina.

Tina had to say something, she was afraid if she didn’t continue Bette might just stand up and walk out. She knew her that well.

“I can’t do this anymore, pretend I don’t want to be with you or have you in my life. It’s been horrible, devastating in fact.” She pleadingly looked at Bette. After a long silence, Bette stood up and came to Tina, pulling her up and bringing her into a tight embrace. Then they cried, silently into each other’s’ shoulders. Grateful to have the support and feeling the comfort of the other.

“Bette,” Tina started to pull away to look at Bette, but she was held tighter as Bette resumed her crying.

“I just want to hold you please,” Bette pleaded with Tina, whispering into her ear.

Tina’s hands slowly caressed the brunettes nape and gently ran her fingers in the curls. This caused Bette to catch her breath and finally pull her head slightly back to look into the love of her life’s eyes.

“I’m sorry,” was the first words Bette uttered.

“I’m sorry,” Tina interjected, “for allowing your stubborn ass to break us up and me for being equally stubborn and letting you.”

“What now?” Bette stepped back questioning what’s come to light.

“I for one am wanting you. I allowed us to drift apart and when I couldn’t see you I thought your wish was being granted. I on the other hand suffered more than I had thought possible.” Tina and Bette were sitting side by side on the one couch. Tina leaning into Bette’s shoulder and Bette’s head on Tina’s.

“I never stopped loving you.” Bette said this over Tina’s head, trying to see her face.

“Neither did I,” turning and looking Bette in the eyes. She could so drown in those chocolate brown, dreamy eyes. Instead, she gently ran her thumbs to wipe the still visible tears off Bette’s cheeks. Her thumb gently brushed on Bette’s lips causing her to catch Tina’s thumb in her mouth.

Tina gasped as if burnt. Their eyes locked immediately sending tingles down Tina’s spine while Bette’s entire body formed goodsebumps.