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Bette was again sitting on her sofa.

Bette (thinking): She’s reading it right now. Fuck, I’m so nerves. I’ve never been this nerves. Shit, will I ever see her again? Will this crush our friendship? Holy fucking Shit, what have I done?

Ding Dong.

Bette (thinking): Is it Helena? Please, let it be her…

She walked to the door and opened it. She looked in Helena’s face.

Bette: Hi…

Bette looked at the ground.

Helena: Hey, I read your letter.

Bette felt her heart rate increase.

Bette: You… uhm… want to come in?

Helena smiled a small smile.

Helena: Yes.

Bette stepped to the side so Helena could come in. When the black haired woman passed her, they briefly made contact. Bette shivered. Helena walked over to the sofa and sat down. Bette did the same.

Helena: Like I said, I read your letter.

Bette: I’m sorry I said it in a letter; I didn’t have the nerve to…

Helena: It’s okay. I understand.

Bette: I hope this will not be the end of our friendship and…

Helena: Bette, Bette… Stop talking for a minute.

Helena smiled and sat a little closer to Bette. She took Bette’s hand in hers and looked in Bette’s eyes. They both felt electricity traveling through their bodies.

Helena: Do you want an answer?

Bette: Yes.

Helena: Close your eyes.

Bette looked puzzled.

Bette: What?

Helena Close your eyes and you will get your answer.

Bette sighed and did what Helena told her. She closed her eyes. Helena looked at Bette. She was so beautiful. She inched closer until her face was only a few millimeters away from Bette’s. Bette felt Helena’s breath on her lips. She almost had to do the impossible to not kiss her. Helena kept moving closer until her lips briefly touched Bette’s. Bette had never felt this good. Helena pulled back and looked at Bette who was still enjoying the previous sensation. Helena smiled.

Helena: You can open your eyes again.

Bette did as Helena told her. They smiled at each other. They were still holding hands.

Helena: Was it the response you wanted?

Bette smiled.

Bette: It was.

Bette moved closer to Helena and kissed her now more passionate. Helena’s hands were in Bette’s curls and Bette’s hands were on Helena’s back. Bette’s tong searched for entrance and Helena was happy to give it. Their tongues first met and Helena moaned. That drove Bette crazy. She decided she had to control herself. She ended the kiss but they kept their face close. They spoke silently to one another.