Vitals

Chapter 9

The next day Ora woke up after Klaus. She rolled over to find him staring with wide eyes straight at her.
"We are going down to the dock today."
This brought a smile to Ora's face. It reminded her of the beach. So many things had happened in the two days after they were together at the beach.

Ora threw an extra large black t-shirt on over her black bikini and skipped down the stairs. She looked off the veranda to see Klaus skipping rocks down at the dock.
"Hey!" She yelled. "I need some help up here!"
Klaus sprinted up to the lake house, and out onto the veranda.
"What do you need?" Klaus looked somewhat worried.
"I need your advice. Is it cuter if I where the big t-shirt? or if I go without it?"
Klaus sighed and smiled slightly. "Without."
They both laughed and Klaus through Ora on his back. He was a tiny guy, but his strength surprised Ora every time he carried her places.
Down on the docks, Ora took a picture of her with Klaus with a view of the lake on the background. Then with a surprise attack, Klaus snagged a kiss on Ora's cheek, took her camera, and pushed her off the dock into the water. As soon as she lifted her head out of the water, he did a cannonball in the water, splashing her in the face. Both struggled to get back on the dock.
Once they were sitting comfortably on the edge, Ora threw off her damp t-shirt. She wrapped her arms around Klaus' shoulders and they pressed their foreheads together. Klaus slid his soaking hands slowly around Ora's waist. Her skin was so soft and his hands were long and slender. He kissed her forehead gently and then slowly moved his lips down to her lips. He was so gentle with her. But her grip became very firm and she started to get intense with him. She wanted to get intense with him. Very smoothly, she slid her bottom on to his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. Klaus struggled to stand up with Ora latched around him. He walked quickly up to the lake house, holding Ora tightly.

"Well we are too far out of town to order pizza." Klaus shrugged. "Well you could always make us something, after all you do work at a restaurant." Klaus looked up from the kitchen counter at Ora sitting on the tan leather couch. "Do you want to help?"

Klaus outlined Ora's hands into his hands and helped her knead at the heavy dough. It was so classic of a move for him to make but Ora was especially appreciative of his actions because of that. It was orange outside and the sun shines through the large windows from the joint living room and dining room. It made Ora feel carefree.
As Ora laid the dough out into a circular shape Klaus started to stir the rich red sauce.
"Can you flip the dough?"
Ora's eyes lit up as Klaus picked up the dough. But they soon squinted as she started to laugh at his failure. The dough wrapped around a few of his fingers and tore a hole in the center of the oval, frisbee-shaped dough.
"Uh.. well I'm not that experienced with the flipping yet haha.."

The pizza was slightly burnt. It was enough to make both Klaus and Ora cringe when they took there first bites. It was a humorous situation. They were so carefree and their only worry was what they were going to do with the rest of the pizza.