Jack Reyes✔️

The eco of rain

Jack's penthouse stood as a testament to modern elegance, yet his thoughts were misted by a memory that refused to fade. Emma , c in that cute tank top and shorts, lingered in his mind like an intoxicating melody. The way her attire had clung to her, the rain-kissed strands of her hair, the spark in her eyes – it was a memory he couldn't shake.

A wry smile played on his lips as he muttered to himself, "Looks like I need a cold shower today." The water cascaded over him, a futile attempt to wash away the vivid images that danced in his thoughts. His mind was a whirlwind of sensations, of desire and curiosity.

Emerging from the shower, Jack wore a crisp white shirt and jeans, his sleeves casually rolled up. In the midst of getting ready, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. David's head poked in through the door his voice carrying a hint of amusement, looking at Jack constantly having a blush on his cheeks since morning. He came in and reminded Jack of a meeting with the Oregon Company. The mundane reality of business life pulled Jack back to reality, but he never stopped thinking about Emma

The meeting passed in a blur, his mind occasionally wandering back to Emma. Time had a way of slipping through his fingers, and soon it was dark . So he decided to go on a run to clear his mind, he hit the pavement, the rhythmic thud of his shoes echoing his thoughts.

But nature had other plans, he heard a the rumbling thunder and planned to head back home. Turning to head home, he caught sight of a figure in the distance. A girl stood there, wearing gym shorts and a tank top, a silhouette painted against the evening sky.

His slowly comes to a jog as he approached her, a sense of déjà vu playing tricks on him. It couldn't be her, could it? Yet, as he drew nearer, recognition dawned. The rain-kissed aura, the tank top that stirred memories – it was Emma. His heart raced as he took in the sight, a mixture of feelings washing over him.

In that moment, they were just two strangers under the canvas of an impending storm, their paths intersecting in the most unexpected of ways. Jack stood there, his gaze locked onto her form, as if time itself had frozen.

Emma turned, and their eyes met – a connection that transcended words. Her smile was a secret shared between them, a testament to the journey they had embarked upon. The rhythm of the rain, the echo of thunder, and the magic of the city at night – it all seemed to conspire to bring them together once more.

As the rain began to fall, soft droplets painting a melody on the streets, Jack found himself drawn to her presence. Without a word, they stood there, the distance between them narrowing until it was just a heartbeat's width. In that fragile moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, as if anticipating the start of something new and uncharted.

Jack's penthouse, his business meetings, and the chaos of his daily life had faded into insignificance. All that mattered was the girl before him, the one who had walked into his life like a summer storm, leaving an indelible mark on his heart.