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Valentines Day, A Letter, A Realization
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“I am spoiled every night we fall asleep together and every morning you open your eyes. But, tell me tell me tell me the plan for today…” Bette asked, like a little kid in a candy shop.
“Dinner at Mastro’s on the ocean, then we have a night at the Waldorf. Maybe some champagne, maybe more flowers… but definitely late check out…”
“I love Mastro’s…”
“I know.”
“The Chocolate Sin Cake…is to die for…”
Tina grinned; Bette was practically wiggling in her seat she was so excited. “The Chocolate Sin Cake is your favorite…” she agreed, nodding.
“I love the Waldorf…”
“I know that too”
“Late checkout means early loving. Babe, I love you.”
“I love you too, Baby…”
Bette studied Tina from across the table as they waited for the server to finish pouring their wine. She looked simply stunning, her deep blue dress was sexy, low cut and hugged her in all the right places. Her hair was up but soft tendrils framed her face, and her cheeks were slightly pink from the blush that was forming under Bette’s gaze.
“What are you thinking about, Babe?” Tina asked quietly, when the waiter left. “You’re looking at me like I belong on the menu…”
It was making her heart turn to mush, the thumping getting louder and louder as the blood rushed to her ears. When Bette Porter shined her light on you, the whole world was aglow.
“You should be on the menu, but my menu only. I’m thinking about how lucky I am. You look beautiful, Tee. Stunning really. I have something for you.”
“I am the lucky one. Kiss me first Bette…”
Bette did. She had been wanting to kiss Tina since the moment they sat down. And she was not disappointed, the lips soft under hers, Tina’s eyes closing right before they made contact, the taste of her. The little sigh Tina gave when Bette pulled away, like she was missing something precious.
“The whole time we were apart, Tee… was so difficult in so many ways. And yet so necessary. It was so important for us to take the time to rediscover what we want out of life, what we need. I wrote those letters because it kept you close to me in a tangible way. Because it was easier for me to put my thoughts down on paper than say them out loud when you returned. So, for this day, this overly cheesy, commercialized, fake, pushy, nauseatingly hyped day… I wrote a letter for you.”
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I love these check in’s. What an outstanding idea. This one is so perfect. Tina really has it down: the restaurant, the hotel. She thought of everything. And in a timely manner. Ahem Bette! Yes. Then there is our dear Bette. So in love. So totally in love. So utterly clueless. I love how you take us through Bette’s search for the perfect Valentine’s Day because this is Bette and it has to be perfect. Because that’s just Bette. Tina’s Bette. Our Bette. Nothing less will do. Bribes may be involved. Calling in favors. Nothing. Nothing is working. “Fucking people, she thought, fucking people taking all the fucking things.” So accurate. Poor Bette.
What can she do? She loves Tina so very much. One of my absolute favorite parts is the trip idea. I kept thinking of a trip. Good plan, Bette. “Paris, it was. Thailand. Or Australia for fucks sake. At this moment she would give Tina the sun itself if she asked. Instead, she bent Tina over the dining room table and fucked her then and there, twice.” Okay. Okay. Take a breath. That idea works really well too. The sex is off the charts in this entry. So hot. So sexy.
How appropriate that the solution came from James. And…Given what we know about this story, how appropriate that Bette wrote Tina a beautiful letter. Why? “Material things never really mattered to Tina. Anyone could buy flowers, and chocolate always came in a big red heart box. The one thing that made her heart flutter was Bette. To have Bette’s thoughts, written out for her so beautifully, where she could always pull them out when things were hard or years later when memories faded… there were no words.” Exactly, Bette. A timeless gift. From Bette’s heart and soul for her Tina. One can picture Tina as she gets older reading and rereading her beloveds letters. And one can imagine there will be so many more love letters. This chapter is pure joy. And hotness. But I think I already said that. The realization? You need more than a week dear lovely Bette. And Tina loves you. YOU. And she totally loves your writing. You got this!
The passage that did me in? “Years and years later, Angie would find this letter in her mother’s things as she sorted their belongings. It was faded and worn and clearly held and read many many times, the tear stains dried and the writing blotched by their passing. And she would tuck it in her purse for safe keeping, a memento of her mothers love for each other, a love that was for the ages.” Angie, is us, the reader, because we can keep these stories BK, your stories, with us. And we can pull them out when GQ fucks with us and know that we will always have these stories and in these stories your Bette and Tina, our Bette and Tina, are happy and in love and just fine. And isn’t that the best Valentine’s Day present ever! What’s next? Green beer? Or an Easter egg hunt?
Billy,
You always capture the essence of a story in your comments. And what you said about GQ? Spot on – no matter what we will always have these stories where Bette & Tina are happy and in love.
Westy, GQ is killing me. I fast forward past all the new characters and remain hopelessly disappointed. Holding out hope for something new for S2 ….
Gosh your letters are God-sent dearest BK. So much healing comes from the sweet aroma of your writing style.
In America right now, the deplorables are embedded so deep in our nations’ soul that we can barely breath. Corruption of the liers, trolls, and psychopath murders are a never-ending under current. I repent in sack cloth and ashes at the shame we heap on the world . . . Lost for appropriate words.
I’ve noticed that the Authors on this site seem to be pure GOLD as a healing balm. Thank You.
AGREE DT about the state of the union in America right now. Sad state of affairs. I think the writers on this site are pure gold. Thanks for commenting
Billy. I took a break from checking in and as always am delighted by your thoughtful and kind comments. This was fun, light hearted to write and so natural to have James walk Bette off the edge by reminding her of what was in front of her all along. Just be You. Having Angie find the letters years and years later seemed a logical conclusion to this check in chapter, who doesn’t like to see and hear about the love their parents had for each other and the family? GQ is fucking with us. I don’t know if I can bring myself to watch the next season. BUT you are 100% right in that we always have this site, and these writers – and, in my opinion – the best readers around. I want a happy and in love TiBette. Not too much to ask for, Showtime are you listening?
Green beer? Interesting. Easter Egg Hunt? Not sure they are ready for that without kids. Maybe fireworks in July. Will shall have to see. With all the ice and snow around these days, I should be writing. LOL
Thanks
I was happy to see a new story posted, then I screamed it’s from BK and rushed to read it.
This chapter had it all. I started out laughing as Bette spent the afternoon furiously clicking on every possible Valentines adventure she could find within an hour’s drive of LA. And how she was secretly glad the balloon ride was full. I pictured her biting off the top of the granola bar with a vengeance and pouting and moping at home. Again I laughed as she decided she didn’t need to start eating at Waffle House or didn’t think there was anything dreamy about sleeping on the ground in a thin tent while bears prowled around outside.
The meeting with James – loved it, as he nailed it – Tina likes the simple things, not the grand gestures. She wants you. (Tina wouldn’t be impressed by a 17 Reasons Why sign, but I digress).
Then I started crying as Tina blinked, suddenly very still, the flutter in her heart growing, and she was worried she would start crying if Bette kept talking. I pretty much cried for the next 2 pages and then when I got to where Angie found the letter, I was a complete mess. One of my all-time favorite lines – a memento of her mothers love for each other, a love that was for the ages. Because that truly describes Bette & Tina.
I love the way you write – the humor, the way you illustrate Bette & Tina’s intimacy and love for each other. And the sex is always hot hot hot. Dance Baby we dance – another great line. I so look forward to more letters.
Yes the Waffle House!!!! Brilliant. I laughed out loud, because can’t you picture Bette in the Waffle House? Majorly grasping at straws. So Bette.
James tickled me that he actually thought Bette wanted advise on what “he” had planned for his love as a Valentine gift, only to realize that Bette was asking for ideas for “she & Tina”. Poor James!! HeHeHe!!!
I wonder how many times through the years he tried to offer Bette a “simple” hint what Tina might appreciate, only to have Bette “wave it off” as not being grandiose enough for “her Tina”.
You know like a drive along the coast with a picnic lunch as opposed tickets on the 50yd line of an LA Rams game.
Gotta love the ever suffering James! And I really wanted to send you some Valentines emojis. Damn!!
Westy, thank you! humor, sex and love… what else do we need? More to come…
A lovely story….. so much like Tina and Bette that I know….. the prefect gifts between the two of them…. reflecting the perfect love between the two of them… this is a wonderful episode in their lives – one they will remember always….
The letter is the perfect gift for Tina…. the perfect representation of Bette and who Bette is wrapped in a piece of her soul and presented to Tina for the ages…
This is a truly romantic story….. this is a story which will be lost on many of the generation X, Y, and Z. The hand written note or letter is something of history. A method of communication which belongs to those who practiced it and is a true art form. I love the fact that people who wrote these letter had to have the right paper, a good pen with the right ink color and the right cologne or perfume and the complimentary kiss marks on the letter and sometimes on the envelope. And they were so precious, they were kept a life time.
Thank you for this story….. look forward to more….
Nice sentiment Martha!
Nicely put, Martha. I 100% agree with the art of form of a good letter – the right pen, the right paper, the right amount of perfume and the kiss. Gotta have the kiss. I have a fondness for a certain kind of pen when I take notes and the right notepad. Makes all the difference in the world. Nothing better than opening your mailbox and pulling out a colorful envelope with a hand written letter. Pure heaven.
More to come –
BK
Things have been so busy for me and I squeezed a peek and what do I find but a Valentine story from you my friend. Lovely, just lovely. I am truly loving this story arch you began at Thanksgiving. I love the stories that have our girls reuniting. Your prose are so heartwarming. Just a sigh my friend, just a sigh.
K
Hey Supe, thanks for the comment… and the sigh! Keep writing my friend, this site needs you!
It’s becoming a ritual!
Read a superb story from you and experience a whole gambit of emotions accompanied by the obligatory box of tissues then relive it through the eyes of Billy and Martha !
Cannot think of a better way of starting my day in these challenging times.
Thank you BK for not only this story but for all the other stories you delight us with.
Thank you for sharing your talents with us.
Thank you
SG
A lovely ritual right, SG? Thanks for sticking with this and all the other stories. More to come
What can I say after all those reviews … lovely, just lovely !
Merci beaucoup et bonne Saint-Valentin.
Thanks Izzie!
Hi BK,
Happy Valentine’s Day ♥️
What a beautiful story!
I love to read all the comments and can only agree with them! It’s so hard to add to them!
It was sweet, loving and a beautiful Valentine chapter and also so funny! I love your Bette! Dancing in the kitchen, muttering about her mis Fortune for the perfect Valentine’s present for her Tina, if she could name a star after Tina she would name it after Tina’s pussy . And so many more hilarious moments, Bette is really funny! And there was James, giving Bette the best advice, he knows Tina almost better than Bette. And here she came with a beautiful written present, one that Angie found and i quote “And she would tuck it in her purse for safe keeping, a memento of her mothers love for each other, a love that was for the ages”. That really melted my friend ♥️
This is another i want to point out:
“They would never forget this day or this moment, dancing in just their underwear, their bodies warm against each other. There was something incredibly intimate about moving so slowly, dancing half naked, barefoot, with no music but the beating of their hearts, the song in their blood.”
You are killing me, so beautiful!!!!
Thank you so much for this incredible story!!!!
BiBi
You caught all the lovely parts of the story and reframed them here! So glad you liked it. Stay indeed, more to come
BK, I remember when you first posted this series I was swamped in finalizing my projects for the last semester so I didn’t have a chance to go through it. With this post, I got to read it all as a whole package and boy what a read!
Have I told you before how much I love your writings? You have a majestic way with words that can easily manipulate on my heartstrings.
I think Angy represents us all, your avid readers. We live through the love you composed so beautifully in those letters.
I’m just gonna leave this here with a sigh;
“They would never forget this day or this moment, dancing in just their underwear, their bodies warm against each other. There was something incredibly intimate about moving so slowly, dancing half naked, barefoot, with no music but the beating of their hearts, the song in their blood.” – I think I died reading it.
Thank you for blessing us with another masterpiece of yours.
Blue
Thank you so much Blue! Glad you had time to enjoy this story. Your comment is beautiful and so appreciated! If you finished your last semester then bravo! Hope you are done for awhile, if not then keep working, you got this. One day at a time lol
Thanks again
Hello BK,
I’m enjoying these letters very much, your writing is so captivating. As far as this story goes, I’m really enjoying the growth they’re showing, it takes maturity and a lot of resilience to rebuild a strong relationship, you write these feeling in such a raw manner, it’s fantastic.
On a curiosity note, what’s with the scallops? It seems to be a running joke in every FF I read from the TiBette fandom, someone ends up eating scallops… please explain ;)
Thank you Chenault – I appreciate you taking time to let me know you like this story. I always like the idea of letters – such a old fashioned way of communicating given where we are today with texts and snapchat and DMs lol
Scallops are from GQ – Carrie doesn’t like them, gives her stomach aches and is a running joke because she is such a needy character :)