Youre drawing an angel. Tina said.

How in the ***** did you know that? Bette asked, astonished.

Magic. Tina replied as she sat up and shrugged her shoulders, her ***** bouncing. The moon lit up the room and cast a pale blue glow over Tinas body.

Magic? Bette asked raising an eyebrow.

Theres magic in the nighttime.

Ill agree to that. Bette said as she moved closer to her wife. She traced a finer from Tinas lips down in between her ***** ending just below her belly button.

Any night with you is magic. Tina said, pushing Bette down on the bed. Its my turn.

Tina started drawing on Bettes back, continuing the game. She left the room quickly, ordering Bette to remain still until she returned. When she came back, she had a small bowl of ice cubes. Tina took one and continued drawing on Bette. When she made contact with Bettes back, Bette jumped in surprise.

Jesus, T!

Whats the matter, baby? Want me to stop?

Bettes low moan was the only answer Tina needed. She rolled the ice all over Bettes back while Bette let the cold sensation run its course through her body, causing her to quickly fall into a deep state of arousal. As the game progressed, the women ended up tangled in the sheets and moonlight until it was chased away by the rapidly approaching sun rise.

Looks like the sun is peeking out. Tina said, tucking Bettes hair behind her ear.

Youre right. I think the magic spell is broken. Bette yawned.

I think so, too. But nighttime always comes again. Tina said as she fell asleep, holding onto Bette as if she was falling from a mountain top.

***

I can remember that night like it was yesterday. Tina replied, closing her eyes for a moment.

Some memories are vivid and some are fuzzy. I wish all the bad were fuzzy.

We wouldnt be where we are today if they were all fuzzy, though, would we? Tina asked as she looked at Bette.

No. But where are we?

Tina took a minute to ponder the question before jumping in with an answer. This was one thing Bette remembered loving about Tina. She actually thought about her words instead of blurting out meaningless conversation.

There are so many answers to that question. Tina began. You know where I think we are right now?

Bette silently nodded.

Right where were supposed to be. I think this is the most mature weve acted around each other since we were married. We are in one anothers presence talking and walking, just you and me.

Theres magic in the nighttime. Bette whispered, more to herself than Tina.

Always. Tina whispered back.

Do you ever feel like your life is a book? Just one chapter after another, but you dont know the ending or when youll get there? I think tonight was another chapter for me. One of those chapters that ties loose ends, but still leaves you hanging on to find out what happens in the end and even in just the next page. Bette tried to explain to Tina.

If life is a book, then were the authors. Tina simply replied as they climbed the stairs back into Alices house.