What am I to you
Tell me darling true
To me you are the sea
Vast as you can be
And deep the shade of blue

What. The. Fuck? Was all Bette could think next.

Bette was fighting hard to make that music in her head stop even if it was for a moment. She finally had the woman she needed and craved for sitting in front of her, ready to have a deep and meaningful conversation and Bette did not want her mind to spoil the moment ahead of her, and how important and significant it was for both of them. And yet this momentary peace was gone again.

If my sky should fall
Would you even call
I’ve opened up my heart
I never want to part
I’m giving you the ball

When I look in your eyes
I can feel the butterflies
I will love you when you’re blue
Tell me darlin true
What am I to you

Oh for the love of God! I don’t even listen to Norah Jones.

“I don’t even listen to Norah Jones”

“What?” was Tina’s immediate response.

Bette froze.

Did I just say that?

“Did I just say that?”

Damn!

“Damn!”

At that moment Bette just closed her eyes, she knew she was nervous but now she was beyond that, she was just being dumb. Bette needed to empty her head, to restart her brain or what was left of it. She took a deep breath, she needed to calm down and pronto.

Tina was puzzled. She lifted her gaze only to see Bette’s head slowly lowering itself with her eyes closed. But Tina also saw something she never had seen before and that was Bette’s face turning into different variations of red and she couldn’t do anything but to slightly smile at the brunette. And there it was again. Bette had done the unthinkable one more time, which was to pull Tina out of her own tension, releasing her from the seriousness of the moment. Probably Bette was not looking for it but for Tina it was the cutest thing she had ever seen, she was melting again because of this woman and she also realized that Bette was probably as nervous as she was.