The fire comes to life and Bette adds water to an old coffee pot before setting it on the grill. She glances at Tina who is watching her every move. She walks to her cooler and pulls out a plastic container of ham and another of bread. She puts the bread directly on the grill and the ham in a frying pan. It sizzles and emits a mouthwatering smell.

“Hope you’re hungry.” Bette smiles weakly, looking deep into Tina’s hazel eyes. “I have eggs too. Fuck!” Bette yells into the air, her fingers accidently touching the hot grill as she tried to flip the bread.

“Bette!” Tina runs to her side, taking her fingers and studying them carefully. She smiles gratefully. “It’s not that bad. Go sit. I’ll do this.” She kisses Bette’s fingers before releasing them.

Tina finishes making breakfast and places the food on their plates. She pours the coffee and hands Bette a cup and a napkin.

“Thanks.” Bette answers shyly

They sit eating quietly, their eyes constantly returning to meet the other. Tina decides to take the leap. Her mouth is dry and her stomach is turning with nerves. She bites her bottom lip.

“I’ve been seeing someone.” She takes a sip of her coffee, her eyes on Bette.

“Who Helena?”

“What? No! God no! I haven’t seen her or spoken to her since the restaurant. I’ve been seeing a professional.”

“A hooker?”

“A psychiatrist.” Tina barks back. She smiles at Bette’s look of relief.

“His name is Dan Foxworthy. It’s just been over a month but I needed to make sure I could give myself to you completely. I didn’t want to jump into your arms and be worried that I would fall back into my dark hole. I know I have a lot of work to do, but it’s been really good.”

“And?”

“And…I know that I was running because I couldn’t trust you. I know that I was hiding because I was afraid of what you were hiding. I know that I was angry because I hated myself for being so weak, for letting my demons get the best of me and not fighting for you. I know what a selfish, insecure bitch I am…”

“Well, acceptance is…”