Bloody Love

Chapter 13: Burning Passion✨✨✨

Imade took off her wrapper and placed it on a clean piece of rock. For some reasons, she respected him so much. Love sometimes is respect. You feel responsible for the other person that you care less about yourself. 

They watched the distant, harsh mountains which were composed of fine granite, covered with thorny shrubs and acacia trees. The mountains thrusted spires of baked rock into the heavens so high that it looked as if the very sky was pierced. As if Angels from heaven were preparing dinner and the mountains leads to their heavenly kitchen.

 
"Woow! This looks incredible!" Dele touched the water. It was as clean and transparent as a crystal. One could actually drink it. "It's spring, right?" Dele asked, sitting next to Imade on the flat piece of rock which stood at an open space.

"Yes." Imade admitted. "So, finally, here we are!" she smiled and stretched her hands up in the air.

He chuckled at her and she ended up giggling as well. She looked so admirable doing that. Dele couldn't help but to stare at her gorgeousness, but a bird's chirping called his attention back to nature.

"Yes... here we are." Dele agreed while he observed the place. One could perfectly take a view and rest on the rock where they were seated. Beneath the water were varieties of beautifully coloured fishes. Well, not poisonous.

Dele exhealed slowly as he was feeling the fresh of nature and it's beauty. The sky looked as if it hailed the sun goodbye. The moon like a new king appeared into the dark sky; decending to the west.

They watched the river, flowing to the wind's rhythm and pressure forced against it. The spring like waterfall, pouring in showers, gracefully.

Bamidele stared at the young ascending moon, joining in the ectasy of nature's beauty. He took out his phone and took amazing pictures of the site. It looked breathtaking.
Soon, Bamidele didn't know when he started taking pictures of Imade. She guessed he was lost in both beauties but it wasn't bad. Everything about this strange guy made her happy.

After a while, the couple stared at the sunset for a minute. Imade gazed at the rosy clouds and commented, “It looks like I can just walk up there and meet with God. These heavenly mountains... Don't they look like blue mountain arts made with watercolor?”

He laughed. “I love the way you think.”

Imade sigh, stretching her arms above her head and then placing them behind her back on the hard surfaced rock. She gently rested on her elbows, and then, eventually, lie down completely.

Imade folded her hands behind her head and watch the last of the sun’s rays disappear below the horizon. The first stars begin to peek out from the black curtain sweeping above out heads and the light of the full moon. There aren’t any crater or bruises — just a polished sphere of white looking down at her. She glanced at Dele, and realized that he had been looking at her. More specifically, her lips.

“Is something wrong?” Imade asked. “Is my face sweaty?”

“Or something,” he agreed, staring at her with something in his eyes that she hadn’t seen before.

Imade couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. “Is something wrong?” her voice mumbled.

He didn’t reply. Instead, he leaned in closer. She felt his smokey breath on her face.

Hot.

And that moment, she just knew he was going to kiss her. Imade was petrified, so much that she softly nibbled the lower part of her lips.

Dele laid down next to her and propped up by his elbow. His face was only an inch away from hers. She turned to look at him and he pressed forward. He kissed her.