Clouds and muffins

Suddenly, Liam, his wife being all happy, entered the lavatory, his eyes immediately drawn to Rose's damp hair. A smile formed on his lips, and he stretched his arms in a gesture inviting her to join him. Rose hesitated for a moment, unsure of the propriety of such an act, but the allure of the moment and Liam's warm gaze won her over.

She wanted to step out of the shower, wrapping herself in a plush white towel, and walked over to where Liam sat. But she settled gently onto his lap, feeling his arms encircle her in a comforting embrace. It was a moment of intimacy, a respite from the hectic world outside.

In that tranquil space, surrounded by the opulence of the airplane lavatory, Rose and Liam found solace. Time seemed to stand still as they sat together, reveling in the unexpected luxury that fate had bestowed upon them. Their connection deepened, unspoken words passing between them, and a sense of possibility filled the air.

As Rose leaned back against Liam's chest, the sound of t