“That’s the other thing, T. I hate going to group.”

“I know you do.” Tina acknowledges. “But look at how much progress we’ve made right now because of it.” She offers to a smirking Bette. “We’ve got to get better at this, Bette.” She says seriously. “Communication is so important in this relationship and we both know that.”

“I know.” Bette responds in a quiet voice. “I don’t want to burden you with all the crazy thoughts in my head though.”

“I’d rather you burden me than deal with it by yourself.” Tina lifts Bette’s chin to face her. “We’re a team. Just you and me. And now this little one.” Letting go of Bette’s chin, Tina places her hand over Bette’s on her tummy, crisscrossing their fingers and lightly stroking the skin underneath her shirt. “I know you’re stressed out about work. That was another reason I hadn’t bothered you with the home birthing tank stuff. I want to leave you alone as much as possible because I don’t want to be another stressor for you either. And I don’t want to make you feel suffocated either, but I would like to make some of these decisions with you too. I just need to feel like you’re interested in them.”

Bette listens to Tina patiently, loving the soft feel of her abdomen against her fingers. “I am. I’m sorry if it feels like I’m not. I’ll try to be better about it.”

“That’s all I ask.”

They sit there for a moment, soaking in the intimacy and reveling in their closeness. A slow burning of desire is just visible to the both of them as they keep their eyes on one another. Bette is the first to let her eyes drop to their hands and she gently pulls the hem of Tina’s shirt up and over the blonde’s head to reveal her tender, swelling breasts.

Bette adjusts herself and pulls Tina to a laying position again. She scoots down a bit and positions herself even with Tina’s belly and kisses it reverently. They haven’t made love since the night Bette found out she was pregnant. Tina’s eyes close involuntarily as she relishes in the softness of her woman’s lips against her. Her hands tangle themselves into Bette’s hair while she continues her oral assault along Tina’s belly button.

“Oh, God.” A sigh escapes Tina’s lips as Bette’s kisses and caresses become more erotic. “Touch me, baby. Please.”

Upon hearing the request, Bette’s desire for Tina is fully awakened. She lifts her head to meet Tina’s eyes. “You think Kit and the girls would be pissed if we skipped out on the video shoot today?” Bette asks with a lust-filled look that makes Tina wet with desire.

“I think they’ll think we’re boring, but I don’t care.” She teases with a smile.

“Me neither.” Bette replies as she sets out to make love to her expecting partner for the rest of the day.