Love is not enough

Now I hate you

Adele's Pov:

Simon and I are walking hand in hand along a path near the cabin.

He convinced me to put on that short, tight black dress at the end. He says it looks good on me and that I look very sexy.
I'm not firmly convinced but if he likes it I'm ok with it.

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"Nothing much, I'm just very relaxed" I smiled looking at him.

"Good, I'm glad love. It's a very quiet place here, even though we're going into town this afternoon" he kissed my temple.

I smiled and nodded.

"Come, I'll take you somewhere" he was still taking my hand but he quickened his pace.

"Calm down Simon, I'm a bit sore you know" I said and he chuckled.

"I'm sorry, you're right" he said.

We walked for about two minutes and passed through a small grove, this was to get to a stream.
It was surrounded by vegetation and the banks were made of stones.

"Wow love" I said walking towards the water, being careful not to trip over the stones.

I approached the water, squatted down and touched it with my hand: it was cold but not so icy.

"Do you like it my love?" he asked, surprising me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder and his hands on my waist.

"Yes, yes baby, so much. I love it," I said turning around and wrapping my hands around his neck, hugging him."how do you know this place?" I asked, pulling away from him.

"I used to come to the cabin when I was little. One day I had a fight with my mum and I ran out of the cabin and ran towards the woods. I got lost because I didn't know where I was, so I kept walking and came across this stream."

"And how did you find your way back? Does the cabin belong to your family?" I asked curious as a child.

"Well fortunately I more or less remembered the way I had come and I went back, my parents were very worried and I remember they were very angry with me. I survived though." We sat on the stones.

I was between his legs and my back was against his warm chest. His hot breath hit the back of my neck.

His hands held me close to him and I felt more than protected with him.

"The cabin I brought you to has been my safe place since I was six years old, when I came on holiday with my family I felt like the happiest child in the world, even though at some point I got to know this place like the back of my hand," he began to recount.

"It's a cabin that originally belonged to my grandparents, who then gave it to my parents, and now it's in my name. Quite a gift, isn't it?" I looked at him and he smiled at me.

I kissed him with love and passion at the same time.

"It's a beautiful gift with a beautiful story behind it," I said, "You were a rather naughty boy though, weren't you?" I stroked his beard.

"Yes I was, I admit it, but hey, I am now too, aren't I?" He turned a smirk on me.

"Now more than ever" I pinched his chest.

We spent about an hour cuddling each other and honestly I don't want to get up, I want to stay here with him forever.

I was still leaning against him and stroking his hair with one hand, while he stroked my thigh with one hand and my belly with the other.