Letters from You

July 25

"We only have about another mile down the hill until we reach the lake. I know you'll love it, it has this little dock that we can jump off and all kinds of stuff." Chris explains all about the campsite. I really can't wait to get there. One because all of the gear is starting to get heave, two I'm just excited to see it. He's been nonstop telling stories about how he used to come out here all the time when his father still cared a little about his family. He told me that this is where he went for his 10th birthday party. 

As we work our way down the hill, I can help but start to squeal in excitement. I'm finally going  to go camping. I can hear him chuckle a little at me as I hop over to him. He shakes his head and pushes a branch out of the way.

"I'm so excited for this. Ever since you said we could go camping one day I was practically counting down the days until we could go. What's your favorite thing to do while camping?" I ask, ducking under the branch.

"I would have to say waking up before the sun comes up and seeing all the stars. Don't forget, you have to teach me to dance." He looks over his shoulder at me and shoots a mischievous smile. I roll  y eyes and reach over to slap his arm. Before I could do so, he grabs my hand and pulls me closer. He leans into my face and softly breaths into my hair. He kisses my cheek and continues on the way.

"I don't understand why you like to do that, in a way it's kind of creepy. As for teaching you how to dance, I don't see why not." I smile at him  and we finish making our way to the lake.

As soon as we get there, I'm flabbergasted by the sight of the lake. The sun was reflecting its light off off the water, sparkling as the water ripples in the wind. The trees were swaying in the wind, producing a soft melody that caused me to along to its genital beat. This is going to be a fun trip. I walk over to the lake and watch the birds fly over us.

I can feel Chris' eyes watch me as I slip the hiking bag off my shoulders and onto the grass. "Enjoying the view." I say, only to have him make a weird noise. 

"Yep, the only thing that could make it better is if it was night time." I can't help but laugh, understanding that that could be for both me and the lake. Let's hope he was talking about the lake. "I know what you're thinking, and I'm not talking about the lake." I hear him whisper. Well, that escalated quickly.

"You do understand I can hear you right? I just heard you wanting to see a better view of something other than the lake." I turn around to see him leaning against a rock smiling while watching me. I feel a shiver go down my back as I pick up my bag and walk over to him.

"Chris, I promised myself a long time ago that I would never do anything like that until I get married, you aren't getting any pre-show. Not until I get a ring and the final 'I do's' are given." I sit down next to him on the rock, laying my head on his shoulder. 

"I know, I don't intend for you to brake that promise for me, but can I at least have a kiss?" He leans in closer to me, stopping only mare inches from our lips touching. I can feel his warm breath against me as I close my eyes.

"Fine, one kiss." I smile a little as he leans in thee rest of the way. (A/N I'm going to try to write this. I've never written this so it might be really crappy, sorry) His mouth was warm and soft, as they pushed slowly against mine. I feel his strong arms wrap around my waist as I move mine so they're both around his neck. Once my arms are up, I let my body fall into his arms, allowing him to lay me down against the rock. His masculine body falls against mine as he deepens the kiss, moving his lips just enough to send the shiver back down my spine. I can tell he's passionate to press farther into this, and at this point I wouldn't mind, but the buzzing sound right next to my ear and the feeling of something landing him my hair ruined the moment completely.