I
wake in Ethan's arms. The warmth of his
body and the sound of his breath as he sleeps mesmerises me. His face nuzzles against the crook of my
neck, leaving the vapour of his gentle breath on my skin. He looks even more beautiful at rest - his
features calm, his soft blond hair ruffled by sleep.
As he stirs, the realization
of where he is dawns on him and a smile unfolds across his face. “Hi, sweetie.” I lean forward and kiss him. He grabs me and twists me onto my back,
pinning my arms to the bunk. Resting his
naked torso on top of mine, he presses his lips to my mouth – a deep,
passionate kiss promising much more.
I trace my
fingers up his spine to the nape of his neck where I play with his hair,
entwining it through my fingers, playfully tugging and pulling. He leans up on his elbow and looks into my
eyes. “Not now.” He kisses me again to quieten my protests, disappointment
registering on my face.
“When, Ethan?”
“When we're
alone. When it's right. Now isn't.”
I hear morning
sounds from the shelter – cell doors sliding open, the clatter of metal forks
on metal plates, and a burst of laughter from one of the dwellers. The moment has gone.
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2 comments:
Sounds pretty cool, girl! Congrats on the release!
Thanks, Tanya. I can't wait.
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