Hardly had Bette made a couple of steps, when Tina put her hand to her forehead, as if trying to bring her emotions to their normal calm state. Suddenly, surprising even herself, she called out Bette’s name.

Bette paused and turned around, being already a few meters away from the object of her affection. Tina couldn’t look her in the eye, so she started speaking, while looking anywhere, except at Bette.

“I’m sorry, Bette,” she whispered, “I think I misled you I only had this dinner with you, because I wanted I wanted to get to know you better.” She tried to regain her composure, failing yet again and starting to look even more anxious than before. “You’re a truly wonderful person It’s just that I don’t think we pursue the same thing here.”

Bette took a few tiny steps towards Tina, still leaving a considerable distance between them.

“Tina, I know what I’m pursuing,” she said quietly. “You’re as sweet as a person can be.”

“And I have Eric. And I’m not” She couldn’t finish.

“You’re not what, Tina?”

“I’m not *****.”

“Oh,” Bette smiled at her words, acting as classy as ever. “Tina, it’s not about being ***** here. I know how hard it may be to come in terms with yourself, so I can only suggest that you look beyond the ***** of a person. Dig deeper than that.”

“I” Tina tried to answer.

“You don’t have to say anything, Tina. I had a wonderful evening with you tonight and I’d really like to see you again. But I’ll understand if you choose not to.”

“Okay.”

Their eyes locked for just a moment and Tina looked down again, unable to hold the pressure.

“But, please, know that I’ll be glad to hear from you either way. You’re very nice,” Bette finished, smiling.

Tina was saying nothing and all Bette could do was make the last step and lean in for another kiss. Their lips met and they both closed their eyes from pleasure. The kiss felt just as good as the first one, if that was only possible. Tina felt an urge to hold Bette tight and press herself into her, but her body went limp and she was barely standing on her feet, unable to move any of her limbs. When Bette’s tongue entered her mouth, she gasped and let it inside, almost losing her senses from how incredible it felt. Their tongues entwined in a desperate dance, which was making both of the women moan with pleasure until Bette unwillingly broke the kiss and made Tina look at her by holding her face in her hands and enjoying the contact.

Bette planted a light kiss on her lips again, feeling shivers go down her spine. She then started to go, leaving Tina alone on the porch of her apartment, showing her that the choice now was entirely in her hands.