Tina remained silent, continuing to trace her finger over Bette’s arm, reflective.   Bette drew a quick breath in as she felt the blonde press soft kisses on her core.

Bette, always so responsive to my touch, my kiss, Tina thought smiling inwardly.   She reflected that it had been almost physically painful to survive those long, lonely months without the brunette, wondering if or when they would ever find their way back to each other.

“I was just thinking how desperately I missed you when we were apart for almost a year,” she said quietly. “And as I circled the reservoir I flashed forward to our lives, how we are today.  Then about the weekend, and how Marissa is right about you.   I am married to an insanely hot woman who inspires…um… this physical, instantaneous lust at times. From both men and women. Heaven only knows why you didn’t sleep with anyone while we were separated … ”

As Bette opened her mouth to protest, Tina lightly pressed one finger on her lips, “So I was wondering how I could hold on to you ….”

She traced a finger over Bette’s lips, and allowed her wife to kiss it.   She continued, “But then I thought that I had never felt or seen any look or touch or kiss from you that didn’t say that you were mine. All of you. Your heart. Your soul. Your love. This beautiful face, this sexy body. Mine.”

Bette’s smile was questioning, in response. Of course I’m yours, Tina. Always will be. All of me.

Tina returned her smile. “You know what kept replaying in my mind throughout my run?” Bette shook her head, and then shifted her glance back to Angelica, who was quickly falling asleep on her arm. Bette turned her head again, to look down at Tina with growing confusion, “Are you changing your mind, T?”

Tina gently caressed Bette’s cheek, to assure her, “No … no, baby. As I told you, I’ve always been committed to this right from the start, ever since we began talking months ago.”

”Bette, don’t think that I’m hesitating in the slightest about having this baby with you.”

Tina paused, shut her eyes and resumed laying soft kisses on Bette’s core, lingering in spots a beat longer.