(Char's POV)
"Goodbye my love," Marjorie says as I exit the nursery in the evening after my shift. "Bye Marjorie," I say walking out into the car park. "Shit," I think to myself as I see it's pouring down with rain and my car was in for maintenance. I quickly run under the shelter next to the building to look for an umbrella in my handbag, no luck. I'd forgotten to bring a coat today as I pull my cardigan over my head hoping that will get me through the worst of it before running out from the shelter through the car park as fast as I can.
I run with my eyes half shut, trying to protect them from the rain, feeling myself getting progressively more soaked from only running a couple of metres. As I head down the street I see a black mustang driving along the road in the far distance. Thinking nothing of it, I keep running through the wind and rain, hoping to get home as quickly as possible. The car starts coming towards me and eventually the driver rolls down their windows.
As they get closer, I can just about make out what looks like Mia's red hair. Except she was out of town this weekend so it couldn't be her surely. "Sweetheart," I hear a voice shout as I walk away from the car. I turn around, to see Mia pulled over in her car on the pavement. "W... what are you doing here?" I ask, standing at the window as the rain continues to drench me from head to toe. "I came back early to surprise you," she smiles. "Truthfully I was going to come back tomorrow but I saw it was tipping it down today and remembered your car was still at the garage and I wasn't letting you walk home in this."
"Baby you didn't have to do this," I say. "I could have just walked it was only a little rain." "A little," she laughs while shaking her head. "Sweetheart look at you you're soaked, and it's not even my fault for once." "Amelia!" I gasp at her cheekiness. "Honestly we're in public, less of the cheek please." "Sorry," she whispers. "Anyway it's fine there's barely anyone around."
She opens the car door and steps out onto the pavement next to me. "Baby you're freezing cold come here." I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug and she holds me still, the raining making both of us drenched but the heat of her body against mine warmed me up. Not wanting to let go, I rub my hands up and down her back as she continues to hold me and gently rock me side to side so my heels lift off the ground. I close my eyes into the hug, leaning my head over the shoulder as she just holds me for a little while.
As we let go, she plants a soft kiss on my lips before I grab hold of her face to pull her back into me to kiss her again but harder. I run my fingers through her dampened hair as we keep kissing, none of us letting go for a moment, not even to catch a breath. We eventually release for a short moment as both of us run out of air to take a quick breath before rejoining our lips. She slides her tongue over mine gently as her thumb caress my waist.
"Shall we get you inside then?" She says as we release. "Ok," I say before we both step into the car. My eyes run up and down Mia's body as she turns the engine on, admiring her red locks all wet and darkened and how the rain water runs down her neck and chest from her face. "What are you looking at?" She teases, as she clocks me looking her up and down. "Just you," I say smirking. "You look sexy all wet like that." "Careful sweetheart," she says with a mischievous grin. "I really can't touch you while I'm driving."
"That's a pitty," I sigh teasingly. "Well then you best get going quickly if that's the case." I wink at her before she faces forward and starts driving off. I look out the window the whole way home, trying to resist the urge to distract her from driving. When we finally arrive home, I unclip my seatbelt quickly and go straight inside.
"You understand what you started here don't you," Mia says following me into the house. "I understand perfectly," I say grinning. She smirks and picks me up bridal style and carries me to the living room before throwing me onto the sofa. She climbs on top of me, one of her hands resting under my jawline and the other hand tracing down my bottom lip slowly. I can feel my breathing start to get heavy already as she moves the hair from my face and keeps lingering over me, her eyes staring straight back at me.
