She looked down to find the blonde staring at her, and realised that she was waiting for a response.

"Just like old times T"

The brunette couldn’t help but smile at the fact that her best friend had chosen not to put her top back on after the massage. Her hands were resting comfortably on the blonde’s stomach and she was enjoying the fact that her nose was filled with the sweet scent of her shampoo.

"What do you think Henry would say if he knew you were sat here half naked with one of ‘those lesbians’?" Bette asked teasingly.

"Ha! I can’t work out if he’d be disgusted or turned on"

The brunette pulled a face "Good job he doesn’t know about you skinny dipping with a whole bunch of lesbians at Spring Break then"

"He can go fuck himself. If I want to get naked with my friends then I will do"

"I’ll tell Alice you said that"

Tina sat up and turned to face her friend, pointing a finger at her "You dare! I’ve warned you about this bachelorette party"

"You never said no nudity" the brunette teased, holding her hands up.

"I am NOT getting naked…"

"Ok, so maybe YOU don’t have to get naked…"

"…and there is no way that I’m letting Alice be the stripper"

"Eww god no" Bette wrinkled her nose "I’d be the stripper myself if it meant avoiding seeing Alice naked"

"The girls would love that"

"Oh I wouldn’t be stripping for them, I’d never hear the end of it"

"Oh, so it’d be a private show huh?"

"Obviously" the brunette wiggled her eyes suggestively, a grin plastered across her face.

The blonde just rolled her eyes and chuckled, getting up from the sofa "Come on then Dita von Teese, you can show me your skills while you get ready for bed"

Bette had to laugh at her best friend, trying to remind herself that this conversation was still light hearted.

They made their way through to the bedroom and Tina went straight to the chest of drawers, pulling out a tank top and boxers without needing to ask for permission. The brunette couldn’t help but smile at the fact that her best friend felt so at home in her house. However, the expression on her face soon turned to one of lust as she watched the blonde reach behind her to unhook her bra. Her hands clenched into fists as she pictured the view from the front of the blonde, feeling disappointed as she watched her friend pull on the tank top.

She was frozen to the spot and could do nothing but stare as the blonde unfastened her jeans and slid them down her legs, bending slightly as she pulled them from her ankles. The brunettes eyes widened as they focused on her friend’s lace covered arse. She knew that she should look away, that she shouldn’t stare so openly, but the sight before her was just too tempting.

Once Tina had pulled on the boxers she turned and found her friend standing in the exact spot that she had been minutes earlier. She raised an eyebrow, shaking her head and laughing at the brunette.

"Perv" she scolded jokingly.

"I plead the fifth"

The blonde got into the bed and waited for her friend to join her. The brunette moved to the chest of drawers, searching for something appropriate to wear.

"Don’t tell me Bette Porter’s gonna wear clothes to bed?"

"Well, I don’t get so many women knocking on my door in the middle of the night these days" the brunette retorted, sticking her tongue out.

She unbuttoned her shirt and threw it in the washing basket, quickly followed by her slacks. Unable to find anything that took her fancy in her drawers (and having not looked very hard), she made her way to the bed, getting in beside a smirking blonde.

"I don’t think the professionals need to be worried"

"What?" the brunette wrinkled her forehead.

"Your stripping skills"

"Oh" Bette blushed "I’d better get some practise in before the bachelorette party then"

Giggling, the blonde turned on her side, inviting the brunette to hold her which she did willingly. Even though the brunette now had a king size bed, they still met in the middle the same way they had in her single university bed.

"I’m glad you decided against pyjamas"

Bette could feel her heart begin to race "Why’s that?"

"’Cause now it’s like old times"

"Oh yeah…" the brunette responded disappointedly "old times"

"Thanks for being there for me Bette"

"Anytime"

"Love you"

"Love you too"