As they did, Logan stretched his back out, and then said, “I’m sending you our building’s cleaning crew tomorrow.”  What a party!  Eating, drinking, dancing, football.  He was thinking about how to convince the two to consider hosting a New Year’s Eve one…

Tina responded, “Oh, thanks, Logan. But really, it’s ok.  Our cleaners are coming in a couple of days, and they know exactly where everything goes, how we like some areas cleaned, etc. “  She was smiling at everyone as they crumpled into the soft cushions, to either lie down or slouch against the cushions.

While Tina helped their friends relax, by bringing more cushions in from the media room, Bette had walked to their wine cabinet, to pull out a bottle of Hennessy Paradis.  Logan and George simultaneously stood up to help her as she rejoined them, walking in slowly, as she balanced a tray of snifters one hand, and the special cognac on the other.

“Wow, Bette,” George exclaimed, as he trailed behind her, “Very nice cognac.”

As she poured the aromatic liquid into each snifter, George passed it down.  Their friends began to swirl
their drink, inhaling the wonderful flowery and fruity notes of the liquid that floated up as they swirled, until Bette had poured herself a glass.

They raised their snifters towards Bette and Tina, as Bette sat down next to the blonde.

“Well… even though it’s been tiring,” Bette said, smiling as some of their friends chuckled, “I also think this has been one of the best Thanksgivings I…we…have ever had.  So, our sincere thanks everyone: for your love and friendship.  And for coming over today, and sharing this day with us.  Sante’!”

“Sante’,” their friends responded as they all lightly clinked their snifters.

To murmurs of, “Mmmm,” and “my goodness, Bette!” or “This is a super-smooth drink,” Bette and Tina smiled at each other, locked eyes, and kissed softly.  Bette drew back, paused for a few seconds as Tina opened her arms to meet her wife’s unspoken wish.  With a smile, the brunette scooted in front of Tina, then lay back to rest against the blonde’s chest, who then folded her arms over Bette, wrapping the brunette in a warm embrace. Bette shut her eyes, smiling contentedly, head rested against Tina’s neck, as she sipped her cognac.  Perfect.