Bette walked into the house and softly closed the front door; the house was filled with soft rock music playing and Tina was cooking. Her hair was up and out of her face and Bette just took in her woman who wasn't wearing any make up and looked perfect. She never expected Tina to cook for her. It was something that Tina enjoyed doing.
Bette put her purse and briefcase down, however she kept hold of the bag she had bought from the jewellers. Her heels clicked on the hard wood floor and Tina looked up at her when she heard her. Tina smiled.
Bette melted.
It was that simple sometimes, all it took was Tina's dazzling smile and Bette's whole world felt easier to deal with
"Hey babe, how was your day?"
"Work was okay, had lunch with the girls that was a little rough."
"Girls?"
"Shane and Alice," Bette said as she put the bag down on the counter and walked around and wrapped her arms around Tina pulling her into a hug.
"That didn't go too well?" Tina asked her hands getting lost in Bette's hair a habit that was become the norm for them. she loved losing her fingers in Bette's thick hair.
"Alice is an asshat."
Tina laughed she couldn't help it. she pulled away smiling.
"What did she do?" Tina asked, pulling away from Bette and finishing of the salad to accompany the dinner she had made for them.
"She thinks I've gone completely mad because I want to move out of LA with you,"
Tina stopped, she was scared that someone or Bette would talk herself out of coming with her.
Bette saw Tina tense. She walked up behind her and slipped her arms around her waist resting her hands onto Tina's stomach. Her lips finding Tina's neck.
"Alice nor anyone else is going to stop me, moving with you, don't worry." Bette whispered softly.
"I do worry, we are a new couple. We are still learning stuff about each other. I feel like I'm asking..."
"Ti," Bette stopped her by spinning her around to face her "You didn't ask me, I ask you. I want this. I want to be with you. I want you close. I also want you in a house and in a place that makes you happy and relaxed. you're tense here. all the time. you feel closed in,"
"How did you know that?"
"Honey, you talk in your sleep." Bette admitted. "you keep mumbling about everyone being too close and that you want to smell the country air again."
"Oh, God," Tina was embarrassed she looked down
"Ti," Bette put her finger under her chin and gently pushed her chin up to make Tina looked at her. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm not expecting you to suddenly love city living. You love being out with nature. You don't go out because you don't like the amount of people. You are spending a lot of time in the studio, which is fine but at the same time I know you're not happy here. you're happy with me, well I hope you are?" Bette asked hopeful
"Yes I'm happy with you, you know that. I love you Bette."
"I know. you're not forcing me into anything. You're making my life better. I want to design a house with you, I want to move out of LA with you. I want to be with you, have a family with you. fuck if you'd agree I'd marry you..."
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Her Portrait Is Black and White
FanfictionBook one in the 'Her Portrait' series Tina Kennard is a young up and coming yet struggling artist. Bette Porter is the amazing gallery owner who sees potential in Tina's art. Bette is openly gay and very much a player in her friends and the commu...