Bette smiled, Tina was jealous and she knew it and with that knowledge her confidence soured.

“Tina are you going to sulk or are you going to hear me out”  

“What now your going to tell me that Mrs Timmon’s cat was the best of the lot”

“Well he wasn’t bad but his whiskers tickled”  Bette paused, ok here goes she thought “Are you jealous?” she knew she had hit the ball into Tina’s court and she hoped she would hit it back.

Tina sighed and in no more than a whisper confessed.

“Not of the cat”

Bette wanted to saviour in the first glimmer of any emotion that slightly resembled happiness that she had felt in months but knew Tina would be waiting with baited breath for a reaction from her.

“You shouldn’t be jealous of anyone, it took a lot of kissing the wrong people for me to realise that it wasn’t the act of kissing that I craved…..it was you Tina…..only you that….that”

“That had your tummy in knots”  Tina interrupted.

“Yeah”

“That made your toes curl”

“Yeah”

“That made your heart beat faster”

“Yeah”

Tina was now kneeling behind Bette and whispered directly into her ear

“I remember”

Bette’s felt the immediate tightening of her tummy, the involuntary curling of her toes and her heart was beating faster than it had ever beaten before.

Tina quickly lay down on her tummy and hid her blushing cheeks in the pillow, she was totally embarrassed and couldn’t believe that she had just said all that, she had heard Bette say that it was her that she craved and her emotions has simply taken over.

Bette took a minute before she turned.

“Tina what are you doing”

“Hiding”  Came her muffled response.

Bette giggled

“At last I’ve found something that Tina is not very good at”

Tina turned her head to the side and Bette combed back the blonde locks that was covering Tina’s face.

“Hi…..you ok in there”  Bette asked smiling.

Tina rolled onto her side and nodded then added.

“So now what”

“We could sleep”  Bette suggested and laid down, their heads sharing the same pillow.

“We could but I’m not tired….I could help you…you know….practice some more…..just in case Mr Wilson’s Labrador takes a shine to you”