Chapter 17

Bette and Tina were woken up when a tiny ball of fur snuggled in between them and whimpered.

"Aww," Tina said grabbing the little puppy and laying him on her chest. The dog made a cute whining sound and licked Tina’s chin.

"That’s so adorable," Bette said grabbing her phone from the dresser. "Hold still."

"I look like shit," Tina said.

"You can never look like shit," Bette said putting her phone up and snapping a picture.

Tina made kissing sounds at the puppy and the puppy’s tail wagged as he licked Tina’s lips.

"Hey only I can kiss those lips!" Bette said.

"Are you jealous of a dog Porter?" Tina said.

Bette chuckled. "Hmm?"

"What?" Tina said cradling the puppy in her arms and sitting up. The puppy nibbled on Tina’s fingers.

"He looks like an Oz," Bette said.

"What?" Tina said.

"His name," Bette said, "why don’t we call him Oz."

Tina lifted him up to her face, "is your name Oz boy?"

The puppy nipped at Tina’s nose, wagged his tail, and barked. Tina giggled aloud.

"I think that means yes," Bette said.

"Hey Oz, you wanna say good morning to momma B so I can say good morning to boo?" Tina said rubbing Bette’s protruding stomach.

"Boo?" Bette smiled as she took the puppy. The dog snuggled against Bette’s chest and licked Bette’s jaw.

"It’s what I’ll call our baby until he or she is born," Tina said.

"I like how you say ‘our’ baby," Bette said.

"That’s cause boo is our baby," Tina said scooting down the bed. She put her hands on Bette’s stomach and started ticking it lightly with her fingers. Bette laughed.

"Good morning boo," Tina said kissing her stomach, "you’re five months old today."

Bette lifted the puppy to her face, "Oz I think momma T is a softy."

Oz licked Bette’s lip.

"Ahh!" Bette cried making spitting noises.

"That’s what you get," Tina said. "Don’t worry boo, momma B’s a softy too."

"A huge one," Bette said.

Suddenly the baby kicked, right where Tina’s hand was. "Oh!" Tina cried.