Temperature under the zeros, white out for miles around, best place to be in the world. Right beside Jamie in his hot-tub. His winter escape perched on snow dunes overseeing a steel-thick ice lake.
48hrs ago i couldn’t have imagined this.
Relaxed under his dreamy touch. Lifting my hands, drawing him close in the same motion i aim to return the favour.
His eyes fluttered every time i swept my sponged hands over his lower back.
“Ovie, you really shouldn’t tempt my resolve right here and now”, smiling swooningly as he stirs upright to look me in the eyes.
Word Count – 99 words
Written for FRIDAY FRICTIONEERS 24 APRIL 2015
Image courtesy Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple