Tina’s eyes fluttered open to find Bette staring at her.

“Hi,” Bette whispered.

Tina smiled, showing all of her chin dimples. 

“Hi,” Tina whispered back.

“How’d you sleep?” 

“Soo good.”

Bette smiled.

“What about you?” Tina asked.

“The last two nights have been the best sleep I’ve had in months.”

Before Tina could respond, Bette scooted closer to her. Their noses were touching. Tina’s eyes widened. She swallowed. Unsure of what Bette was going to do next. Anticipating. Hopeful. Bette smiled, shyly. Bette could see every single fleck in the blonde’s sunflower eyes. Tina smiled and waited. Bette had to be the one to make the first move. Bette closed her eyes and inhaled. Tina licked her lips. 

Bette rubbed her nose over Tina’s. Tina commanded her eyes to stay open. She wanted to see and feel everything the brunette was doing to her. It had been far too long. She knew this probably wasn’t the best idea at this point in their journey but Tina desperately needed to be fucked by her wife. 

Bette opened her eyes and saw Tina lustfully staring at her. That was all the encouragement she needed. Bette put her hand on Tina’s cheek. Tina leaned into the touch as she always did. Bette kissed the tip of Tina’s nose. The anticipation was torture. Tina lifted her chin giving Bette direct access to her lips. 

One heartbeat.

Two heartbeats.

Three heartbeats.

Four heartbeats.

Five heartbeats.

Bette didn’t take the bait. Instead, Tina felt Bette’s hand slide into the back of her shorts. Bette bit her lip. It had been way too long since Bette felt Tina’s bare ass in the palm of her hand. 

“Mmmmmmm,” Tina moaned. 

Bette loved that sound. She squeezed again. Tina moaned again. 

“Mmmmmmm.”

Tina grabbed both sides of Bette’s face. She wanted to kiss her so badly. Just when she was about to charge, Bette rolled onto her back and pulled Tina on top of her. 

“Oh!” Tina gasped. 

Bette slid her other hand into the back of Tina’s shorts and squeezed.

“Fuuuck,” Tina licked her lips as she settled between Bette’s thighs.

Their clits were like magnets being forced together by the exertion of electric charges. Tina couldn’t help the way her hips began to circle. Bette’s legs opened wider. Their bodies knew what to do. Tina wished they were skin to skin. But she didn’t want to stop. She didn’t want Bette to stop. 

Tina woke up with the biggest smile on her face. She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. She looked over at the spot Bette had occupied about an hour or so ago. She smiled as she remembered how Bette pulled her tiny frame into her warm body. Tina prided herself on being fit but Bette was strong. And Tina loved when Bette wrapped her up into her arms. She loved how safe she felt. Tina hugged herself pretending her arms were Bette’s arms. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

“You’re ridiculous,” she said out loud as she continued holding herself.

Tina’s Journal Entry #18
Yesterday was nice. Spending most of the day with Bette. The date.
The movie. The cuddles. The conversation. All of it was overwhelming
but in a good way. It was the first time in a very long time I felt
us being us. I can’t believe Bette climbed into bed with me. I was so
nervous and overwhelmed. She was so close. I’m glad she was wearing
pajamas. I don’t think I would’ve survived if her bare legs rubbed up
against my bare legs. Thinking about it right now is making me wet.
She has always had this insane effect on me. She does things to me
without even trying. Though last night I think she was…trying. And
she succeeded. I completely melted when she pulled me into her. I felt
so safe. I felt protected. I felt…LOVED. For the first time in a very
long time, I felt loved by Bette. And it was amazing. Being loved by
Bette is one of the best feelings in the world. I’m determined to regain
her trust and her whole heart. After everything, we still fit together.
Perfectly. Our souls are meant for each other. I love her so much. 

Tina hugged herself again. And rolled her eyes…again.

Tina: What r u doing?
Alice: Sleeping

“Me texting back I was sleeping signaled for you to call me,” Alice mumbled into the phone.

Tina giggled. 

“You wouldn’t have texted back if you were truly asleep.”

Alice grunted.

“What do you want?”

“Meet me at the park.”

“When?”

“Now.”

“No.”

“Why not?” Tina whined.

Tina imagined Alice opening one eye and waiting until it adjusted and then seeing the time.

Jennifer: How about a ride, Mister?
Marty: Jennifer. Ohhh you’re a sight for sore eyes. Let me look at you
Jennifer: Marty, you’re acting like you haven’t seen me in a week
Marty: I haven’t
Jennifer: You okay? Is everything alright?
Marty: Oh yeah. Everything is great
Dr. Brown: Marty…you’ve got to come back with me
Marty: Where?
Dr. Brown: Back to the future
Marty: Wait a minute. What are you doing, Doc?
Dr. Brown: I need fuel. Go ahead. Quick. Get in the car
Marty: No no no. Doc. I just got here. Ok? Jennifer’s here. We are going to take the new truck for a spin
Dr. Brown: Well, bring her along. This concerns her too
Marty: Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become assholes or something?
Dr. Brown: Oh no no, Marty. Both you and Jennifer turn out just fine. It’s your kids, Marty. Something has got to be done about your kids
Marty: Hey Doc, we better back up. We don’t have enough road to get up to 88
Dr. Brown: Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need roads
The delorean hovers and flies through the screen

The end credits rolled. 

Bette had been very still in Tina’s arms for most of the movie. Tina thought Bette was asleep. She looked down at a head full of curls and an armful of possibility.

She missed this. She missed them. She missed their life together. She wondered if they could ever find peace in each other again. Well, she wondered if Bette could ever find peace in her. Tina hoped she could…one day.

Tina loved holding Bette. She loved the closeness…the intimacy…the comfortableness. It just felt right and she never wanted to let her go. Tina closed her eyes and leaned her cheek on Bette’s head. She inhaled. She loved Bette’s scent almost as much as Bette loved how Tina smelled. 

Bette looked at Tina’s hand cupping her left breast. Her grip was firm but so delicate. It felt so fucking good. She wished Tina’s hand was inside of her pajama shirt instead of on top of it. Honestly, she wished Tina was inside of her or better yet on top of her. Nothing felt better than Tina’s naked body on top of hers. Except for when they were clit to clit and Tina was staring into her eyes as she relentlessly rode her.

Tina’s Journal Entry #15
It was nice holding Bette. We stayed that way for hours grieving
the loss of our son. She had been holding that in for a long time. We
should’ve done that months ago. When it first happened. I was so wrapped
up in my own grief. I know I pushed her away. I shouldn’t have pushed
her away. I shouldn’t have run away to Vancouver. I shouldn’t have
blamed Bette at all. I assumed she’d just take me back. When she didn’t,
I spiraled. I should’ve leaned on her. She has always been my anchor. She
has always been the love of my life – even before I met her. My soul was
waiting for her to show up. I will never take her for granted ever again.
Now it’s time for us to find our way back to each other. We need to heal
together. I think she’s ready. I hope she’s ready. I pray she’s ready.
I love her so much. 

Tina’s Journal Entry #16
I didn’t sleep at all last night. After I put Bette to bed, I just stared at her for a
while until her breathing evened out. Then I went to the guest room and stared at
the ceiling. She was so exhausted. Hours of crying will do that to you, I guess. I’ve never
seen her cry like that before. It broke my heart. I am so grateful she allowed me to hold
her. Shit! We still have so much to work through. I need to go for a run to clear my head.

Bette’s Journal Entry #16
I don’t even know when Julia hung up. I just know it felt so good to be in
Tina’s arms. Everything else faded away. I melted into her. She’s so soft
but still firm. Her scent infiltrated my soul. She always smells so fucking
good. Her pheromones were made just for my inhalation. How is it that she
always smells so fucking good? I’m glad we had that moment together. I couldn’t
stop the tears. Julia was getting on my fucking nerves but without her, I’m
not sure we would’ve been able to share that moment. So, I’m grateful to her for
helping me to get out of my own way. That truly is the only way Tina and I are going
to figure this shit out. I have got to stop being the roadblock to our reconciliation.
I know my life doesn’t work without Tee. Tee…not Tina. :) She is my airsweet Tee.
Always and forever. I’m so stubborn. It’s fucking hideous. When Dana tells me to
get the fuck over myself, it’s time I got the fuck over myself. I know what I want.
I know who I want. My life does not work without Tee. Simple as that. Everyone
knows it. I know it. It’s been proven over the last 6 months. We have a lot more
work to do. But I am finally ready to take the first step.

Tina’s Journal Entry #13
I don’t even know how I feel or what to feel
at this point. That was brutal.  

Bette’s Journal Entry #14
I have pushed down these emotions for months and they
are gnawing at me. I feel them bubbling up inside of me
constantly. It’s killing me. The look in Tina’s eyes. I never
want to be the cause of that look ever again. She hurt me.
And now I’m hurting her. Fuck me! How do we get beyond
this? Can we get beyond this? I want to. I really want to. 

Tina’s Journal Entry #14
She called me Tee… 

Bette’s Journal Entry #15
I called her Tee… 

Julia noticed Bette and Tina were sitting on opposite ends of the couch. She also noticed their body language and the looks on their faces. 

“Shall we get started?” Julia asked.

Neither of them spoke. Julia waited. Tina stole a glance. Bette kept looking forward. Stoic. Tina rolled her eyes. Julia made note of both of their demeanors. 

“Did you do your homework?” Julia pressed. 

Silence. 

“Okay,” Julia sighed. “We can sit here for the next 45 minutes in silence or you can tell me why you both are in such moods.” 

Silence. 

Tina looked at Bette. Bette did not look at Tina. Tina threw up her hands and rolled her eyes. 

“We did the homework,” Bette said flatly. 

“Good. From your deportment, it suggests the homework did not go well.”

“The homework was great actually,” Tina stole another glance at Bette.

Bette did not flinch. She continued looking forward. Julia surveyed both of them.

“If the homework was great as you put it, what is going on between the two of you right now.”

Tina cleared her throat.

“It was the conversation after the homework.”

Julia understood. 

“Okay. I see.”

Julia looked between the two of them again. They both were in a state of unrest.

“Well…before we get to the conversation after the homework, let’s discuss the actual homework first. Okay?”

They both nodded.

“Did you abide by the no verbally speaking for two days?”

“Yes,” they said simultaneously. 

“How was that experience?”

“Torture,” Tina said.

“Why was it torturous?”

Bette cut her eyes towards Tina. 

“Because I couldn’t talk to the one person I love talking to the most.”