It Only Takes a Minute

Chapter 8

Nothing but the sound of crickets was surrounding Owen and Claire while he held her close to him, he was gently swinging them from one side to the other. It was a clear night out there and the round moon was shining above them, its light dimming between the trees around them.

They had found a park with public hammocks and had agreed to take one and just enjoy the stars twinkling bright that night. Time went by fast in each other's company, that's how the fifteen hours they had spend together so far felt like minutes even when they had bonded them for a life time.

Owen's fingers were playing with that long red hair, his ears paying attention to nothing but the calm sound of her heart beating against his. She was cuddled against his chest, between his legs. A soft smile curving in her face at the feeling of his warm lips pressed against her forehead. This was everything he had ever wanted, this was the essence of every dream he had since seeing her for the first time.

He had heard many fairy tales, but he had never believed in true love let alone at first sight. Owen, for the first time in his life, was glad he had been proven wrong because with Claire in his arms he felt like he could do anything, he was positive he was flying at that very second. She adjusted softly, curling her toes against his feet. They had taken off their shoes and left them under their hammock with the rest of her things.

It was the sound of her giggle what made him smile bright, his fingers pushing her hair back, letting his lips kiss down from her forehead to her cheek until finding her lips. Their feet slowly tangling, her hand gently reaching out and brushing his jaw while they deepened the kiss.

Claire hid her naked feet under the ends of his jeans, her toes were cold making Owen realized she was trying to keep them warm. He slowly sat up, never letting her leave his embrace. The redhead tilted her head watching him take his socks off and slowly putting them on her feet.

They took that moment to adjust and now she was on her back with him looking down on her, "You are missing the stars." She murmured, smiling lightly while her fingers brushed his cheeks gently.

"Not the kind I like..." He murmured back, his finger pads tracing down the freckles she had across her nose.

Claire blushed and leaning forward, she let her hand slid around his neck, bringing him down for him to kiss her. Owen adjusted his frame on top of hers and let his lips tell her all those words he had been trying to find courage to speak.

He let the moment take the best of him, his hands slowly started to explore the frame under him, the temple to his religion. Claire smiled against his lips at the feeling of his warm fingers inching up her abdomen under her blouse, making him feel enabled to carry on.

The redhead gently broke the kiss and moaned softly in anticipation of feeling him reach what he was seeking underneath her top. Owen was taking his time, it made him feel like the longer it took, the most time he'd have her all for himself. His lips leaving gentle kisses around her neck and his legs adjusting while hers bent up welcoming him to get comfortable.

"I had my mind made up the moment I got out of the subway with you..." She confessed before closing her eyes and getting lost in the kisses he kept pressing against her freckled skin. "That I was going to sleep with you." She added with a gulp.

Owen immediately tilted his head up and fixed his eyes on hers, a shy but purposeful smile on his lips. He didn't say a word, this was truly her decision but now that he knew her little secret he allowed his lips to get carried away.

"But..." She frowned, her fingers brushing his hair and her nose nuzzling against the crook of his neck "now that we have gone through so much...I don't know anymore." She bit on the inside of her lip.