We were already meters away from the B&B where she was staying, and she had already climbed off my back and we had gone back to walking side by side during that time.
I guess it was almost six in the evening when we had almost reached home and then it started to rain.
We stopped at a nearby shed and waited for the rain to stop. She elevated her hand and cupped the drops of rain into her palm and then sprinkled them on me.
"You!..."
I laughed with surprised then we both ended up sprinkling each other on the face.
I was so caught up in the moment that I ran my hands over her face, briefly touching her. I could not stopped myself anymore, I knew, I needed to fall.
I touched her cheek and gently laid a kiss on her lips, soft and warm. It's too late to think of how she would react by that time on. I had already kissed her and, to my surprised, she kissed me back.
I'm not sure how long we stayed there, but I did not care. I only knew that she was with me and nothing else mattered.
"The rain just stopped"
she pulled slowly away then gave me a quick kiss on my temple.
We continued walking but without talking, not uttering any words, except that now we were holding each other's hand.
From that night on, I became more cheerful. It's funny how our bodies and our personalities react when we are flooded with emotions. I felt so much love in me that I could almost burst; I almost forgot that she was not staying long; that she will then leave. But I only thought on what was there, on what we could share, and I just savored each day with her.
We spent a lot more time together after that night. Bliss was all I felt until the time that what I feared to come was already right before my eyes, but what could I do, she had to go back, winter is about to come.
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