33 - The Meadow Part 2

Chloe Jane

“Finding meadows seems to be a specialty of yours,” I say as Ruin leads me away from the cabin. It’s a humid day outside, but Ruin says it’s incredibly overcast; the type where you know a storm is about to hit.

“Well, I know what you like, dove, so that makes it easy for me,” he says, then he lifts my hand and kisses it.

Something happened between us last night, something that’s made me be more bold with him and vice versa. During breakfast together, he would take every opportunity to caress my skin with his fingers.

It’s almost as if he’s getting more comfortable with his feelings for me, and I know he feels something for me too. I could tell from the way he allowed me to touch him this morning and the way he didn’t stiffen up when I called him by his real name.

“Alright, this seems to be it,” he says, and I can hear the gentle lapping of a body of water close by. “Give me a sec.”

He lets go of my hand and I breathe in the hot air while listening to him move about. I can