"Hey Helena?" Bette smirked, clinking glasses with Tina. "I have some information on that story you handed to Alice." She waited for a moment, and then continued. "Female ejaculation – it’s alive and well. The source? Only the best – it’s a new personal discovery."

Tina nearly choked on her sip, but covered her mouth and shook her head at Bette.

"Yes, yes okay. Bye Helena."

After Tina calmed herself, she watched Bette take a long sip of the drink. "How’d she take it? Your confession about us."

"You’re not mad are you?" Bette teased, earning an honest ‘no’ from Tina before moving on. "She said we’d make a perfect match and that she demands a threesome immediately."

"She did not!" Tina laughed, nearly dropping her glass onto the mattress. She rolled a bit in hysterics, but finally settled. "You bring out a certain playfulness in me, you know." Then she took another sip. "What did she really say?"

"Just in shock, I guess," Bette smirked. "I do have to admit. It gave me great joy to shock her like that."

"I’m glad you’re so happy with yourself," Tina teased, enjoying the burn she felt until the alcohol warmed her again. She wasn’t used to scotch, but she figured ‘why not?’. Anything was possible now. "I guess this means we’re supposed to like each other and such."

The sarcastic remark brought out another smile on Bette’s face. "Oh well."

"I can’t just walk out and pretend this never happened, huh?" Her wicked grin was provoking, as always.

"Unfortunately not," Bette teased. "Looks like we’re stuck."

"Maybe some day I’ll accept it. Maybe even grow to like you." She took another sip of her drink, and it burned all the way down, but then exploded into that incredible warmth.

"We could always … pass the time with a kiss," Bette hinted with a devilish grin.

As Bette moved her drink and approached, Tina invited her with tempting sensuality. "A kiss, huh?"

"Well," Bette whispered, taking Tina’s drink from her hand and setting it down on the nightstand before leaning in closer. "It’s a special kiss …"

Tina was in a daze of euphoria for the better part of an hour, mesmerized with the vision of Bette’s head between her legs. She squirmed and moaned while Bette brought her to climax, each time confused but grateful with their unexplainable connection. It was a love neither would fully understand until months later, and it wasn’t in bed after a long session of lovemaking, or a romantic getaway. It was at work, and it was a Thursday.

"Why do you come in here to ask stupid questions like that?" Bette chuckled, still sorting out sticky notes for a story she was working on in her office.

"You don’t care?" Tina smirked, which caused Bette to pay closer attention.

"What color were you thinking?"

Tina thought for a moment, trying to hide her own mischievous answer. "White."

"Like a mental asylum?" Bette asked, one corner of her lip quirked into a smile. "I guess I don’t have to ask if you’re crazy then."

"They’re just walls," Tina groaned, sitting on the side of Bette’s desk.

"Yeah, walls I have to see every time I come over to your place."

Tina chuckled, "Fine, fine. I’ll re-think it."

"Please do," Bette smiled, shaking her head at Tina’s strange decor decisions.

Tina disappeared around the wall for a moment, leaving Bette to her intense brainstorm before peaking her head back in. "Hey, Bette?"

With her curly brown hair falling in her face, Bette lightly combed one hand through it and smiled up at her in sincerity, because she could sense Tina’s mood. "Yeah T?"

"I love you."

Bette smiled. "I love you too."