Bette’s face was filled with emotions.

“I’ve never felt more alive, Baby. I’ve never felt more cared for by anyone before you. I’ve never felt safer than I am when I’m in your arms, when you’re laying back on me on the couch, when we’re spooning, when you play with my fingers. It scares me to feel this because I’ve never had this…” Tina motioned between them. “…I’ve never felt these feelings before and I don’t know what to do with them. All I know is you are the first person I want to talk to in the mornings and the last person I want to talk to at night. You are the first person I want to share my news with. Good or bad. You are the only person I want to know me to truly know me…all of me.”

Bette’s eyes glistened from the tears and they started to spill over the brims.

“I just don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Baby, that’s not possible.”

Tina was surprised at how quickly Bette made it across the room. Bette stood inches from the blonde.

“Are you sure?” Bette asked searching Tina’s face.

Tina smiled. She grabbed Bette’s hands and walked backwards to Bette’s bedroom without breaking eye contact. They stood in the middle of the room speaking with only their eyes. Finally, Tina took a step back and started unbuttoning her shirt. It floated to the ground. Bette never stopped looking into the blonde’s eyes. Tina reached back to unclasp her bra. She let that fall to the ground as well. Tina stood in only her black leather pants, anticipating. Bette swallowed hard and allowed herself to look at the woman in front of her. Taking in the sight of her breasts for the first time, perfect in every way, milky with soft pink nipples.

Bette took a step forward, instinctively. Her body knew how to respond. She grabbed Tina by the waist and pulled her closer. Her hands travelled up Tina’s arms slowly leaving goose bumps along the way, up to the back of her neck. Tina tilted her head up. Bette leaned down and placed the sweetest, softest kiss on Tina’s lips. Tina moaned. She was aching for Bette’s touch but didn’t want to rush this. Hearing that sound was all the motivation Bette’s body needed.